<?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-8480245</id><updated>2011-07-27T14:06:57.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickle Me...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Everything happens for a reason.  Nothing happens by chance or by means of good or bad luck. Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of your soul."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-116636164409443852</id><published>2006-12-17T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:20:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I missed my Microbiology and Parasitology class last Saturday. Examination week is coming up and I still haven’t studied. I haven’t secured a test permit yet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Why? I had recurrent fever. I thought it was just stress that was causing it. But when I started to have chills and my temperature reached 40°C, my mom had to rush me to the hospital. There, I was diagnosed with Typhoid Fever Type B (you get this from eating contaminated foods and drinks – isaw, fishball, foods from karinderia, palamig, etc.). Screw BK (Bulubunduking Kanin). I will never eat in that place ever again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But thank God I’m feeling a lot better now. I haven’t had a fever since yesterday. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IRR8, thanks.. I know now how much you care and love me.. love ko din kayo! Mwuah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-116636164409443852?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/116636164409443852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=116636164409443852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116636164409443852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116636164409443852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-missed-my-microbiology-and.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-116479735871373676</id><published>2006-11-29T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:52:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i hate them. why do they have to be so bitchy about everything? always complaining.. getting all the attentions.. flirting with every guy in the class.. acting like they're superior of us.. when they can't even pass a simple 50 item quiz! they probably think they could finish nursing with their boobies and booties.. gawd. they're freaking annoying!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i think i like him.. even if he is my biggest competition in class.. i really admire guys who do well in academics. what can say, im a sucker for geniuses. (^_^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;chikas.chikas.chikas. it has only been 3 weeks since classes started yet there are already a lot of gossips going around the four walls of our classroom. from 'who likes whom' to 'who slept with whom'.. haay.. hopefully there aren't any gossips about me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-116479735871373676?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/116479735871373676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=116479735871373676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116479735871373676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116479735871373676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-hate-them.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-116237539980992623</id><published>2006-11-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T18:03:20.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;October 29-30&lt;br /&gt;- stayed in Baguio&lt;br /&gt;- bought a jacket, 2 shirts and marifel's birthday gift&lt;br /&gt;- played Pinoy Henyo with family while having GSM Blue.. *wink wink* sort of an early birthday celebration.. it was hilarious. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;October 31, &lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME (US) !!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sa lahat ng nag-greet sa akin.. sa STATS, sa mga taong yufi elbi, sa maksci peeps, sa parokya ni Tita Leah, sa mga kababata ko, sa mga hardcore student nurses ng fatima, kay jai, sa family and relatives ko.. sa inyong lahat.. MARAMING MARAMING SALAMAT! Gusto ko malaman niyo na hanggang end of this year, aantayin ko mga regalo niyo.. wahahaha! remind ko na rin Christmas gift niyo sa akin.. hehe (--,)&lt;br /&gt;- made my specialty, strawberry graham cake.. as usual, marami nanamang naglaway sa gawa ko.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;- kenji, my baby tarat, mahal ka ni ninang!&lt;br /&gt;- chikahan, lokohan, kakornihan at takutan.. salamat darbong melvin at esti.. dahil sa inyo, puyat nanaman ako.. wahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;November 1&lt;br /&gt;- visited Lolo Ito's grave.. had to stay there for almost 4 hours just to make sure na walang nenenok sa mga kandila namin.. hehe.. ayun.. lusaw lahat nung umalis na kami.. (--,)&lt;br&gt;- STATS, im really looking forward to our bonding session this coming November 9.. miss you guys a lot! mwuah!&lt;br&gt;- been doing a lot of thinking lately.. i want to break free!! my heart screams FREEDOM! ayun lang.. hahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-116237539980992623?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/116237539980992623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=116237539980992623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116237539980992623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116237539980992623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/11/october-29-30-stayed-in-baguio-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-116106793279270709</id><published>2006-10-17T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T15:02:00.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Milenyo visited a couple of weeks ago. We had no electricity for two weeks. No water for three f*ckin days. And up to now, phone's still dead. Crap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Semester's finally over. Thank goodness. No more sleepless nights. (yeah right.. as if i spent those nights studying.. hehe.) No more quizzes, exams, assignments, papers, seminars, demos.. *sigh*.. at least for another 3 weeks. I can't wait to go to La Union.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and my birthday's coming up.. ooppss.. i mean &lt;em&gt;OUR&lt;/em&gt; birthday. I don't have any plans yet.. but surely there wont be any drinking session.. shocking isn't it? well, im trying to start a new life with a clean slate now. *wink*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm getting bigger and bigger. Arrrggh! Gotta lose weight! Fast!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-116106793279270709?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/116106793279270709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=116106793279270709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116106793279270709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/116106793279270709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/10/milenyo-visited-couple-of-weeks-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115934490830360351</id><published>2006-09-27T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T16:15:08.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;today, i was supposed to practice for our seminar.. instead, i went online.. chatted with my some of my close friends (hazel, chichay, jhoe.. oh and hazel's loverboy chris.. hehe). it was fun.. talking to them makes me miss them more.. don't worry guys.. i'll come visit you probably in 2 years or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;damn. still raining outside.. makes me feel sleepy. which reminds me.. i still haven't eaten lunch yet.. as usual, got too lazy again. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my parents left for davao this morning.. didn't even notice them leave. i was sound asleep.. dreaming of.. nam? err.. hahaha! this nam thing is crazy. is it weird to miss someone you haven't even been with? totally. haha! no, i dont miss nam. or do i? waaaah! stress is making me insane! &lt;em&gt;think dollars macel, think!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115934490830360351?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115934490830360351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115934490830360351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115934490830360351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115934490830360351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-i-was-supposed-to-practice-for.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115928056063777130</id><published>2006-09-26T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:33:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;bagong layout. same boring life. haay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ilang gabi na akong sinisipon at inuubo. ang hirap matulog sa gabi. di ka makahingi sa ilong. pag sa bibig naman, manunuyo lalamunan mo. at dahil dito, lalo ka uubuhin. parang ka na ring namimili kung paano ka tu-torture-in.. kung dudukutin ba yung kanang mata mo o ung kaliwa. ang hirap di ba? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;malapit na matapos ang semester. exams nanaman. kuhanan ng grades. enrollment. tapos panibagong semester uli. onti na lang, malapit na ko kumita ng dollars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;*toot toot, toot toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"if you are an animal, what would you be? a rabbit or a snail? rabbits are the most sexually active animals and can have sex many times a day. snails live 80 years and will have sex only once in their lifetime but the orgasm lasts for 18 hours. would you go for quantity or quality?" &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm.. this one's tough. siguro i'd go for rabbit na lang. sabi kasi di ba 18 hours ang orgasm ng snails, eh kaso isang beses lang ang sex. 18 hours of satisfaction kapalit ng 8742 hours na wala ng sex? (hindi ko sinasabing bawat oras kelangan ng sex ha) pero sabagay, after siguro ng 18 hours na yun, ubos na enerhiya mo. wala ka ng powers nun. kaya nga siguro once lang sila magsex. matindi to. kelangan ma-send ko din to sa iba. wehehe. (--,)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;*toot toot, toot toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"dun ako sa 18 hours." &lt;/em&gt;-lagi siguro to bitin.. buwahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;*toot toot, toot toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"rabbit ako. kahit siguro minuto lang orgasm, kung aaraw-arawin ko, makakaipon din ako ng 18 hours. araw-araw pa akong nakangiti."&lt;/em&gt; - may point ka dun ha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*toot toot, toot toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ang baboy nito. kadiri ha."&lt;/em&gt; -impakta. nakakainis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*toot toot, toot toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"itulog mo na yan macel. idaan mo na lang sa panaginip. hehe. =)"&lt;/em&gt; -ano daw? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115928056063777130?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115928056063777130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115928056063777130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115928056063777130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115928056063777130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/09/bagong-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115830889317517480</id><published>2006-09-15T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T16:28:13.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 8-9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- didn't attend class.. Thank God our instructor was absent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- spent my weekend at yufi elbi with my brods and sisses, met the new members and bonded with them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- participated in the PALCASAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- played games like pinoy henyo, manibela and charades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- went ghost hunting at around 4:30am (kinda stupid though coz the sun rose even before we reached the "scariest" place in campus - Never Ending Bridge)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- wasn't able to attend the mass because i was too tired and sleepy (im a bad girl.. i know.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- results of our midterms were given.. got the highest scores.. again. hahaha! yey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- didn't think medical transcriptioning would be fun.. but it was. can't wait for our next session. (^^,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- HE attended the class (after two consecutive absences).. I was hoping he'd get some sort of infection or disease and die.. bummer.. it was (one of) the most annoying 3 hours of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- saw Chris and Mels.. they were waiting for HER (I think..) so I left. I don't want to be in another awkward situation with HER again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;September 14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- my first blood donation.. I have a type O blood, RH positive (weird coz when we tested our blood in our Anatomy and Physiology class, my professor - who's a doctor - told me I was type B.) After draining 450ml of blood out of me, they asked me to lie down for 10 minutes before leaving.. so I did. They also gave us apple juice and ensaymada. When 10 minutes was over, I stood up. Suddenly my legs felt like jelly so I sat down again. A friend, who was sitting at the folding bed next to mine, noticed. She told me, "gaga, namumutla ka. okay ka lang?" Apparently, one of the doctors heard her and approached me. She said "iha, namumutla ka nga. higa ka ulit. mga 15 minutes pa." And she gave me another apple juice. After 15 minutes, I stood up. I still felt dizzy but I didn't mind. I was in hurry.. I was already late for my next class. I was about to leave when another doctor stopped me. She told me I still look pale and asked me to lie down AGAIN so she could check my blood pressure. Then they gave me my third apple juice.. and my fourth. From 130/70, my bp became 100/60. They checked my hemoglobin count and it was okay. So they told me I was probably just nervous and in shock because this was my first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- totally pissed off with one of my groupmates in STS. she is soooo fuckin bossy. she complains a lot and blames me for being a procrastinator. well hello?! I already did our written report, edited and typed everything, without any help from her, thank you very much. Grrrr! She volunteered to photocopy all the handouts but she still hasn't done anything! Im going to kill that bitch the next time I hear her complain again. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115830889317517480?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115830889317517480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115830889317517480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115830889317517480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115830889317517480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/09/september-8-9-didnt-attend-class.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115744981787697226</id><published>2006-09-05T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T17:50:17.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"There is always some madness in love, but there is also always some reason in madness. You cannot love anyone until you understand that you cannot love everyone."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Belated happy birthday Jurenchi Paraan (September 1) and Dianne Salvaleon (September 4)! =) I love you guys! Mwuah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115744981787697226?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115744981787697226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115744981787697226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115744981787697226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115744981787697226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/09/there-is-always-some-madness-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115573200294816092</id><published>2006-08-16T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:40:02.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;*I wonder why some guys are so0o0o0 conceited and so0o0o0o dense.. nakakainis.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'm starting to really hate this guy already (who happens to be a close friend of mine.. well.. he used to be). We sort of "got involved" secretly before and then he "changed his mind". I try to act as normal as possible around him especially when our friends are there.. but it so0o0o damn hard! Just seeing his face reminds me of the moments we've shared.. tapos he keeps on teasing me pa! Para talagang nanadya! *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What still confuses me is why he did it. Why did he waste all that time on me? I mean we weren't even having an 'intimate' relationship. I wasn't giving him money. I don't understand, I can't figure out what I meant to him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I tried asking him probably a hundred times before but all he could say was "sorry". Fcuk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115573200294816092?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115573200294816092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115573200294816092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115573200294816092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115573200294816092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wonder-why-some-guys-are-so0o0o0.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115555526647653416</id><published>2006-08-14T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:34:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I went blog hopping kanina.. nakakainggit ung mga blogs na laging updated.. naaalala ko tuloy noon, ganun din ako.. lahat ng nangyayari sa buhay ko sa araw-araw kinukwento ko.. pati ung maliliit na details.. kumpleto. Pero ngayon, wala na akong panahon para makagawa ng bagong entry.. swertihan na lang kung makapag-internet ako sa isang linggo.. haaay..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I feel so alone this past few weeks.. maybe because I really am alone.. I dont have anyone to hang out with at school.. no one to talk to during breaks.. no one to have lunch with.. ngayon lang nagsisink in sa akin yung consequences ng mga actions ko.. I knew it was wrong.. but still, I let it happen.. *sigh* why do I always get myself in trouble? I feel soooo guilty up to now.. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Para Sa Iyo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais ko malaman mo na hindi ko sinasadyang saktan ang damdamin mo. Nagkamali ako nang hayaan kong kontrolin ako ng emosyon ko. Sakim nga siguro ako at hindi ko inisip ang maramramdaman mo. Nalulungkot ako na makita kang umiiyak at nasasaktan ng dahil sa akin. Mahalaga ka sa akin at ayokong masira ang magandang relasyon natin. Alam kong hindi magiging madali ang pagpapatawad mo sa akin at hindi ko rin inaasahan na makakalimutan mo kaagad ang lahat ng nangyari. Nasira ko ang iyong pagtitiwala at alam kong hindi madaling mabuo uli yun. Pero nais kong malaman mo na hindi ako titigil hanggat hindi ko naibabalik ang pagtitiwala mo sa akin.. kahit gaano pa ito katagal, maghihintay ako. Uli, humihingi ako sa iyo ng tawad.. sa lahat ng nagawa ko sa iyong pagkakamali. Mahal na mahal kita.. at ayokong mawala ka sa buhay ko. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Ako Pa Rin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115555526647653416?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115555526647653416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115555526647653416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115555526647653416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115555526647653416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-went-blog-hopping-kanina.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115537579116234420</id><published>2006-08-12T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T17:51:32.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;loving you is something i shouldn't do...but I did. and I still do. ang hirap mong kalimutan lalo pa't i get to see you often.. as in almost everyday. para bang ang liit-liit ng mundo natin pero di tayo pwedeng mag-fit. lahat na ata ng paraan ginawa ko para lang maka move on at makalimot sa pesteng feelings na to. wa effect.. kahit di ako nagtitext, text ka naman ng text. kahit anong iwas ko sa daan kung saan lagi kita nakakasalubong, makikita at makikita pa rin kita.. ang hirap magkunwari na okay na ang lahat between us.. ewan ko ba.. siguro up to now, still hoping and waiting pa rin ako..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're friends and that's what pains me more. i know we can never be more than that.. *sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115537579116234420?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115537579116234420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115537579116234420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115537579116234420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115537579116234420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/loving-you-is-something-i-shouldnt-do.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115521741446096102</id><published>2006-08-10T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:43:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=250 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Casual Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/casual-dating.jpg" height="50" width="50"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're looking for love...&lt;br /&gt;But mostly you're looking for fun.&lt;br /&gt;You could get serious with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;For now, though, you're enjoying playing the field.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wahahaha! asteeeg..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115521741446096102?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115521741446096102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115521741446096102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521741446096102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521741446096102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/your-ideal-relationship-is-casual.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115521710046770727</id><published>2006-08-10T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:38:20.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=250 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="50" width="50"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give and take equally in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115521710046770727?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115521710046770727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115521710046770727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521710046770727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521710046770727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-you-are-in-love-you-take-while-to.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115521679531695597</id><published>2006-08-10T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:33:15.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=250 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="50" width="50"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is medium.&lt;br /&gt;In general, you prefer to have only one love interest.&lt;br /&gt;But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long!&lt;br /&gt;There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is low.&lt;br /&gt;You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter.&lt;br /&gt;You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate.&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is high.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be in love, and sometimes you don't even want love.&lt;br /&gt;Having your own life is very important for you...&lt;br /&gt;Even more important than having a relationship.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;is it obvious that im bored right now? (^^,)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115521679531695597?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115521679531695597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115521679531695597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521679531695597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521679531695597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/your-five-variable-love-profile.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115521578616282727</id><published>2006-08-10T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:16:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=250 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Friendly Ex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofexareyouquiz/friendly-ex.jpg" height="50" width="50"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your ex are just friends - great friends really.&lt;br /&gt;(At least that's what you keep telling yourself!)&lt;br /&gt;While civility is a good thing, make sure you're not secretly wanting more...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofexareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Ex Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115521578616282727?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115521578616282727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115521578616282727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521578616282727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521578616282727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-are-friendly-ex-you-and-your-ex.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115521359882305942</id><published>2006-08-10T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T21:00:33.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="50" src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" width="50" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are optimistic and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was insecure and in constant need of reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is open. Both of you can talk about everything... no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you don't need. You just feel like flirting around and playing right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&gt;&gt;wait a minute.. parang swak na swak lahat ah... lalo na ung huli! wahahaha! sapul! nyahaha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115521359882305942?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115521359882305942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115521359882305942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521359882305942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115521359882305942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/08/keys-to-your-heart-you-are-attracted.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115339434217048661</id><published>2006-07-20T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T19:21:29.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Mentos Moment &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Papunta ako kanina sa apartment ng friend ko nang bigla akong matisod. Akala ko may nasipa akong plastic or something kaya dedma lang ako at tuloy sa pagrampa. Maya-maya, natisod uli ako. This time, parang may naapakan naman ako. Akala ko may dumikit sa sapatos ko. Ti-nry ko ikiskis sa simento pero parang ang hirap maalis. Nung tiningnan ko sya, di kaagad nag-sink in sa akin na swelas pala ung sapatos ko ung tinatanggal ko! Natanggal na pala sya sa pagkakadikit at ung sa bandang sole na lang ung nakakabit pa. Langya, sa loob-loob ko, sobrang dyaheng-dyahe ako. Puros lalaki pa naman ung mga naglalakad sa likod ko. Nakakawa poise! Pero syempre di nagpahalata ang lola mo. Kunwari wa efek lang sakin ung nangyari. Hinila ko na lang ung buong swelas mula sa rubber shoes ko, lagay sa paper bag at tuloy lang sa pagrampa na parang walang nangyari.(^^,) &lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sleeping Beauty..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ang sarap-sarap matulog this past few days.. tamad na tamad akong pumasok. Gusto ko lang humilata at matulog sa malamig kong kama.. o kaya sa kama ni Ate Amie.. hehe.. I want to thank nga pala Ate Amie and Alvin for letting me stay in their apartment during my vacant period.. Kapal na nga ng mukha ko.. halos araw-araw na ako andun. Kulang na lang talaga eh hakutin ko na lahat ng gamit ko dun at makiupa na rin.. Wahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sembreak na..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;..agad? hahaha! Di pa kami nag-pe-prelims eh bakasyon na kagad pinaplano namin. Badminton sa Thursday.. Tagaytay at Enchanted Kingdom sa sembreak.. haay.. sana lang matuloy un.. triple birthday celebration pa naman un ng mga dyosa sa barkada namin.. ehem.. (^^,) wehehe! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115339434217048661?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115339434217048661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115339434217048661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115339434217048661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115339434217048661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-mentos-moment-papunta-ako-kanina-sa.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115296731964046255</id><published>2006-07-15T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T20:41:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>huwaw.. grabeng workout na ang ginagawa ko these past few days.. halos araw-araw na ko sa gym.. pero parang wala din namang epekto.. ang dami ko pa ring nakikitang layers of fat sa katawan ko.. haaayy.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakabad trip ang school namin.. una, malilipat ang schedule ng exams namin.. tos binawi, tuloy na daw.. tos kanina, ililipat na daw uli.. grabe.. nakakaloka talaga ang sistema ng bulok naming eskwelahan.. nung nasuspend nga ung classes, tanghali pa pala, pero hapon na tinigil sa min.. alas-tres na.. o di ba, san ka pa... halos lumubog na eskwelahan namin sa baha eh wala pa ring suspension of classes.. kulang na lang eh magbaon kami ng sarili naming bangka at sagwan para lang makatawid kami sa highway o kaya makalipat sa ibang building para sa next class namin.. wala silang mga puso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of bulok na sistema, isa pa yang registration process.. @*#@*&amp;^#!!! ang kakapal ng mukha nila.. kaw na nga tong nagbabayad ng tuition fee, tatakutin ka pa nila.. mas nakakabad trip ung na-experience ng friend ko, biruin mo, ayaw siyang bigyan ng mga subjects na dapat kukunin na niya, sinabihan pa siyang, "NCM o eto?" (sign ng nek-nek mo).. balahura di ba?? walang respeto.. parang di teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan mula for now.. mejo nahahigh blood na kasi ko kakaisip.. hehe.. ciao ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115296731964046255?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115296731964046255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115296731964046255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115296731964046255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115296731964046255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/07/huwaw.html' title=''/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-115184372875453880</id><published>2006-07-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T20:35:28.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;ay grabe.. tgal ko na din pa lang di nakakapagsulat dito.. andami na kasing ginagawa ngayon.. no ba bago sa kin?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i gained 2 kg.. waaaah! :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pineapple juice addict na ko!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pink's one of my fave color na rin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;been reading a lot lately&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;duty na ko next sem! hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;super happy na ko ngayon.. sobrang satisfied with my relationships with my family and friends.. super contented na ko with what i have right now.. as in sobra.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;ayun.. so un lang.. hahaha.. next time na ko magkukwento..  hehe.. baybay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-115184372875453880?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/115184372875453880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=115184372875453880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115184372875453880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/115184372875453880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2006/07/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-112251860383528282</id><published>2005-07-28T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T10:48:31.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>napkin alert!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"ALIN? YUNG MAY WINGS O WALA?"&lt;/b&gt; Hanep talaga. Tama bang ipagkalandakang bumibili ako ng napkin?! First day ko kasi ngayon.. ang sama pa eh dito ako sa school dinatnan.. Puti pa naman uniform ko.. but thanks to &lt;i&gt;Carefree Panty Shields&lt;/i&gt;, wala namang "accident". (muwahaha.. nag-endorse pa daw eh noh? hehe) Syempre dali-dali ako sa tindahan to avoid more "accidents".. at pagdating ko dun, madaming tao.. mostly mga lalaki pa.. yosi break kasi ng mga oras na yun. So ginawa ko, bumulong na lang ako dun sa tindera.. &lt;i&gt;"Miss, may sanitary napkin kayo?"&lt;/i&gt; Nabibingi ata ung ale eh! Pano na naman, magkaharap na nga kami at halos maamoy ko na hininga niya eh ang lakas pa rin nung boses niya na parang isang kilometro layo namin! Nagtinginan tuloy ung mga lalaki sa paligid. Yung iba nagtawanan. Yung iba naman, nakuha pang magjoke. Sabi nga nung isa sa kanila &lt;i&gt;"Pare, may mens ka ba ngayon? Ako kasi malakas eh. Diaper nga gamit ko eh!"&lt;/i&gt; Sabay tawanan. Grabeng humiliation to.. And it didn't end there, she (tindera) made it even worse by saying &lt;i&gt;"Miss, wala eh.. okay lang yan. Di naman nakakahiya yang dala mo eh"&lt;/i&gt; after i asked her if she could wrap the napkins with newspaper or something. Paksyet. Ibang tao nga naman o.. ewan ko kung may utak o wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and The Half-Blood Prince.&lt;/b&gt; Chapter 7 pa lang ako. Ewan ko lang kung maiintindihan ko siya kasi i wasn't able to read book 5.. 1-4 lang.. good thing my sister have read it.. so ayun, pinasummarize ko na lang sa kanya para ung mga importanteng events na lang ikukwento niya sa akin.. Para kahit papano, di ako nangangapa habang binabasa ko ung book 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-112251860383528282?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/112251860383528282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=112251860383528282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112251860383528282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112251860383528282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/07/napkin-alert.html' title='napkin alert!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-112235182695897627</id><published>2005-07-26T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T12:24:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new chapter begins..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUWAW!&lt;/b&gt; It has been 18 days since i last updated my blog.. sobrang sinagad ko kasi ung bakasyon ko after ng prelims.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUWAT?!&lt;/b&gt; I wasn't expecting to have a 'multiple choice' and 'true or false' kind of exams.. especially not in Anatomy.. But it wasn't easy.. I swear it wasn't.. Modified naman kasi.. It was really confusing. I just wish the results of all my exams will turn out okay.. well.. not just okay.. hehe.. Sino ba namang di magnanais ng mataas na grade, di ba? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ngayon pa lang, I wanna greet one of my dearest and most favorite friend here in Fort Bonifacio.. &lt;b&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY GABRIELA "GABBY/GABSY" KAKILALA&lt;/b&gt;!!!! Sa Friday pa naman debut niya pero atat lang talaga ako bumati.. muwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-112235182695897627?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/112235182695897627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=112235182695897627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112235182695897627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112235182695897627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-chapter-begins.html' title='new chapter begins..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-112083595153202894</id><published>2005-07-08T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:18:08.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelims na!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheenee:&lt;/b&gt; thanks for reminding me.. i almost forgot i have a blog.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bummer. Our prelim exam is coming up.. and i've got tons of memorization to do.. Anatomy and Physiology pa lang.. paksyet.. sangkaterba na! Kung bakit kasi sangkatutak ang buto natin sa katawan! Skeletal system pa lang, nahihilo na ako sa dami, pano pa kaya kung muscular system na! Susme! Suicide na ito! Waaah! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im finally getting along with some of my classmates in Chemistry.. Ung dalawang PK2 girls na umaway sa kin are still picking on me.. they keep on making nasty comments bout me.. even if im not saying or doing anything to them.. oh well.. i wont give them the satisfaction.. magsawa sila kakalait dyan.. keber ko? di ko sila kalevel! Taray! nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the library kanina.. and slept there. For three whole hours! Naglabas lang ako ng notes ko.. props kuno.. hehe.. Wala namang sumita sa akin. Four hours kasi vacant ko.. eh lahat ng friends ko may klase.. eh antok na antok na rin naman ako so ayun, punta na lang ako dun.. Sarap nga ng tulog ko eh.. Ang lamig kasi dun.. Medyo nangawit lang ung leeg ko.. tsaka ung arms ko kasi un ung pinang-unan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im crushing on someone right now.. He's an English instructor at our school.. his name is Gilson Tio.. I swear he is HOT!! though my classmate Ruby thinks he's gay and my friend Joy thinks he's already married.. nakita niya kasing may ring na.. but i told her it could probably be just a promise ring or an accessory.. sana. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-112083595153202894?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/112083595153202894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=112083595153202894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112083595153202894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112083595153202894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/07/prelims-na.html' title='prelims na!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-112012252437412932</id><published>2005-06-30T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:09:42.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>license!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=justify&gt;&lt;b&gt;I finally have my driving license!!! woohoo!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-112012252437412932?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/112012252437412932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=112012252437412932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112012252437412932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/112012252437412932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/06/license.html' title='license!!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111918178741497240</id><published>2005-06-19T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T19:49:47.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lrt 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LRT 2.&lt;/b&gt; Yesterday was my first time to ride the lrt 2.. at napa-WOW talaga ako. Sobrang na-impress ako.. Mula sa ticketing machine nila (grabe.. na-igno ako.. i really had no idea what button to press first.. good thing someone helped me with it.. nakakahiya nga dun sa nakapila sa likod ko kasi sobrang tagal ko dun sa harap nung machine.. hehe), sa stations (para siyang international airport.. mas maganda pa nga ata.. haha.. sosyal talaga..) at most especially ung train nila.. ang luwag sa loob.. pwede nga ata mag-tumbling dun.. hehe.. joke lang.. syempre OA na un. :D Hindi sya mayugyog unlike nung trains ng mrt at lrt 1.. sobrang smooth ng takbo niya. Haay.. kelan nga kaya ulit ako makakasakay dun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111918178741497240?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111918178741497240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111918178741497240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111918178741497240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111918178741497240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/06/lrt-2.html' title='lrt 2'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111901745346755426</id><published>2005-06-17T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T22:51:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kitchie?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/13315393928969m.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/k.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*separated at birth?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Top photo: my good friend, Ate jheng.. at syempre si Kitchie nasa baba? kamukha sila ano?? para nga silang kambal eh.. hehe.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111901745346755426?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111901745346755426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111901745346755426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111901745346755426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111901745346755426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/06/kitchie.html' title='kitchie?!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111883796826971386</id><published>2005-06-15T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T20:19:28.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day funk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Day Funk.&lt;/b&gt; Had Anatomy this morning. Most of my classmates were irregular students like me. Met some new friends, Kristin (from Miriam College), Joy (from Western Mindanao Univ.), Raechel (she stopped studying for a while that's why she became irreg) and Josephine (she's already a 2nd courser.. obviously she's the oldest among us five). Oh and have I told you that I've got the worst schedule ever?! Every Mondays, tutunganga ako for 7 "grueling" hours! And 5 hours every Tuesdays and Fridays! And I still have classes on Saturday! Waaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you had classmates before who were "user-friendly"?? Well.. I haven't.. till now. While we were doing some seatwork in Chemistry, this classmate of mine told me, "Ilabas mo na ung calculator mo dali!" Then when I needed to use it already, she just told me "Andali lang, di mo ba nakikita, ginagamit ko pa?" I was in total shock. But I just said "Ah okay sige, pero pwede bilisan kasi 5 minutes na lang daw sabi ni sir." Maya-maya, she returned my calculator.. and pulled my paper! Langya.. pangalawa na to ha.. So I grabbed my paper from her and said "teka lang ha, tapusin ko muna.." As soon as I wrote my final answers, she took my paper again! Haay grabe sobrang garapal talaga! Pero hinayaan ko na lang besides I was done with it anyway.. Maya-maya, I noticed our instructor coming towards our table so I told her, "ui andyan na si Sir, akin na papel ko." And she just said, "teka lang di pa ako tapos" and hid my paper underneath hers! Ampotah! Nag-panic talaga ako! What if our instructor asked for my paper edi lagot na kasi wala ako maipakita?! Buti na lang at di niya napansin so pagtalikod niya, hinablot ko na kagad ung paper ko, sabi ko na lang "iche-check ko ulit, baka kasi mali.." Sumimangot ang bruha.. Siya pa may ganang mainis ngayon ha. Hmp! Buraot talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Naglilihi ako.&lt;/b&gt; Ewan ko ba ha pero I'm craving for a Yellow Cab pizza for two days now.. Tapos kanina, ang daming temptations.. Una, when I was in Monumento, nakita ko, open na ung Yellow Cab dun.. when I got to Ayala, I surprisingly met two of my former classmates in MSHS, Jojo and Marco.. They both invited me to eat with them at Yellow Cab. Sakto naman at kabibili ko lang nun ng Jamaican Patties so wala na akong enough money to eat there.. *sigh* bad trip.. Tapos pag-uwi ko, ung favorite patty flavor ko, kinainan ng nanay ko! Talaga namang kamalasan to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Katangahan.&lt;/b&gt; Pababa na ako sa Ayala station para sumakay ng jeep pauwi sa amin ng kapain ko ang bag ko at wala pala akong dalang payong. So akyat uli ako at nagtext sa nanay ko para magpasundo. Maya-maya, may kumalabit sa akin, kaklase nung high school.&lt;br&gt;SIYA: oi, san ka pupunta?&lt;br&gt;AKO: pauwi na sana.. kaya lang naiwanan ko pala ung payong ko kaya papasundo na lang ako.&lt;br&gt;SIYA: wala kang payong? eh ano yan? (sabay turo sa kamay ko)&lt;br&gt;Syempre napatingin ako.. at alam niyo ba kung ano ung natagpuan ko? Ung payong ko, nakasabit!&lt;br&gt;AKO: Ay tanga! Oo nga noh! (tawa ng malakas) Ang tanga ko! (tawa ulit ng malakas this time sinabayan niya na ako.. naawa siguro sa kin dahil lalo akong nagmumukhang tanga.. hahaha)&lt;br&gt;Nung nasa mrt pala ako, buendia station, nilabas ko na ung payong ko kasi napansin kong malakas nga ung ulan.. tsk tsk tsk.. ang tanda ko na pala.. sobrang malilimutin na ako! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111883796826971386?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111883796826971386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111883796826971386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111883796826971386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111883796826971386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/06/first-day-funk.html' title='first day funk'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111779786512485675</id><published>2005-06-03T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T19:26:38.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boobies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/boobies.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Babala:&lt;/b&gt; Usapang boobies eto.. kung nalalaswaan kayo sa mga ganun eh wag niyo na tong basahin.. Actually, wala naman talagang bastos sa mga sasabihin ko.. para sa akin ha.. hihihi.. Baka kasi sisihin niyo ako at sabihin niyo pang bastusing bata ako.. basta hindi ako nagkulang ng paalala. &lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;*bow*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nung grade 6 kami, naiingit ako sa kapatid ko kasi nakakapag-baby bra na siya. Samantalang ako, sando lang. Inis na inis ako tuwing bibilhan siya ng bagong baby bra. Gabi-gabi kong pinagdadasal noon na sana magka-boobs na ako para magka-baby bra na rin ako. At ayun na nga, 3rd year high school ako noong magkaroon ako ng "future".. kaya lang nasobrahan ata ung dasal ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mula noon, naging sentro ako ng tuksuhan.. Andyan na ung pagbibigay sa akin ng kung anu-anong nicknames.. Bago lang ung pelikula ni Ruffa Mae Quinto noon kaya nabinyagan kagad ako ng "Booba".. Ewan ko ha pero marami rin namang mas malalaki ang hinaharap kesa sa akin.. kaya lang, according to my friends, obvious daw sa akin kasi malaki ung pwet ko.. At dahil din dun, tinagurian din akong "Ms. S".. dahil ung katawan ko daw, pag nakaside view ako, korteng S daw.. syet, ganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Noong una, nasasakyan ko pa ung mga biro nila. Pero dumating din ung time na napuno na ako. Para kasing wala nang silbi ang pagkatao ko.. Tipong, "Uy kilala mo ba si Macel?" "Ah ung malaki ung boobs?".. taena talaga.. pwede namang sabihin, "ah ung may kakambal?" o "ung mabait, friendly, at magaling sumayaw sa III-Lavoisier?", di ba?? Parang wala na silang makita sa akin kundi ung boobs ko.. walang utak, walang talent, kahit ano wala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sumagi din sa isip ko ang breast reduction. Oo, kahit 14 lang ako noon, gusto ko ng magpabawas. Ni minsan hindi ko naisip na asset ang bumpers ko. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kolehiyo. Nakilala ko si MAL. Malaki din ang "future" niya. Pareho kami ng naging sitwasyon noon. Ang pinagkaiba lang namin eh proud sya dun sa "twins" niya. Eventually, naging close kami at iminulat niya ako sa hubad na katotohanan. Na dapat isipin ko na lang kung gaano karami ang naiinggit sa akin at gustong magkaroon ng ganito.. and that I should be proud of it.. umm.. them? wehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kaya ngayon, komportable na ako sa aking "twins" at hindi na rin ako nahihiyang bumili ng bra at sabihing, "Miss, 34B nga." ~_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111779786512485675?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111779786512485675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111779786512485675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111779786512485675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111779786512485675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/06/boobies.html' title='boobies'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111769022453086703</id><published>2005-06-02T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T13:56:19.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piktyuran ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Piktyur Piktyur!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;with my aunt, Duday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;mga sirena? muwahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/5.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;At Ruperto's Resort with Duds and my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;my sister Pepel &amp; Duds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pang FHM daw o.. Muwahahaha!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111769022453086703?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111769022453086703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111769022453086703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111769022453086703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111769022453086703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/06/piktyuran-ever.html' title='piktyuran ever'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111710739270241130</id><published>2005-05-26T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T18:12:56.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;House of Wax.&lt;/b&gt; Watched this movie kanina with my friend Cristy. It was okay.. Medyo morbid nga lang.. Hahaha.. but not as morbid as The Chain Saw Massacre. Malamang.. horror movie.. Hehehe. It has been a long time since I last saw a scary movie so I really enjoyed it. Plus the fact that my ULTIMATE crush Chad Michael Murray was in it. *wink wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Credit card.&lt;/b&gt; Yup.. my very own credit card.. and i don't even deserve to have one. I was staring at it kanina and the bad things that i've done before started to flashback.. Ahhh... I felt like I was being tortured. Where the heck would I use it? I mean I dont shop that often or if i do shop, im always with my mom (coz i could never buy anything without her opinion) and she gladly pays for everything (i think.. hahahaha) hmm.. baka this is my reward for getting high grades this summer.. pero hindi.. katumbas ng mga kasalanang ginawa ko.. ni singko dapat hindi ako binibigyan.. Which reminds me.. ang laki na pala ng tuition ko ngayon sa Fatima. Futek. Biruin mo, dalawang sems plus summer ko na sa UPLB, isang sem lang sa Fatima.. Langya. Hmm.. Gayahin ko nga kaya ung mga schoolmates ko na tumatayo dun sa kanto ng Petron tuwing gabi pag malapit na enrollment.. baka sakaling makatulong.. MUWAHAHAHA! as if!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken dreams...&lt;/b&gt; Waaaahh!! Hindi na ata kami matutuloy sa Saturday... huhuhu.. and dami ng nagbaback-out.. nakakainis.. basta.. hindi ko hahayaang matapos ang summer ng hindi ako nakakapag-beach (mukhang tapos na nga ata kasi start na ng rainy season).. Pag di tuloy sa Batangas, Pangasinan here I come!! hahahaha! &lt;i&gt;Tay, pahanda mo na ung banda tsaka ung litson.. parating na paborito niyong anak.. nyahahaha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111710739270241130?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111710739270241130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111710739270241130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111710739270241130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111710739270241130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/05/tuition.html' title='tuition'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111685376947740550</id><published>2005-05-23T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:09:29.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watalayp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer classes are finally over.&lt;/b&gt; I just had my final exams last Saturday.. &lt;i&gt;exam&lt;/i&gt; I mean.. I was exempted from taking my other two exams.. Woohoo! My hard work finally paid off. I'm pretty excited to get my grades on Wednesday. I'm hoping to get the grades that I know I deserve. Muwahahaha! I'm a little sad too coz I wouldn't be able to hang out with my classmates anymore..  I'm gonna miss my first set of friends here in Fatima.. most especially my English class. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love life.&lt;/b&gt;Waaah! Ayoko ng ganito! Hindi pa man din kami, sobrang clingy na niya. Nung una, mga friends ko lang nakakapansin. Ngayon, nahalata ko na rin. He always wants to know my whereabouts.. what im doing, who im with.. blah blah blah.. or kung minsan, pag di ako nakapagtext sasabihin niya, "o, bakit di ka nagtetext?" at pag magkausap kami sa phone, he always expects me to be the one making kwento at pag wala ako masabi (dahil inaantok ako or pagod or mainit ang ulo), icocompare niya ung conversations namin with our common friend like "bakit pag si ---- ang kauusap mo, tawa ka ng tawa.. na parang ang saya-saya mo".. Nakakainis na talaga.. Nakakairita.. One of the things I hate in a guy is ung pagiging waayyyy tooo clingy.. It's like he doesn't have a life of his own that he always wants me by his side.. Nakow! Suko ako dun! I've already told him how I feel about our situation but he ended up telling me that I was just pikon and mainitin ang ulo. &lt;i&gt;What the..??&lt;/i&gt; I dunno what to do anymore! *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summer getaway.&lt;/b&gt; WEEEH! I could finally go to the beach and have fun! We, The Army Teens Club, are heading to the white sands of Batangas this Saturday!! And we'll be staying there till Monday morning. We are all looking forward to a weekend of games and kulitan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111685376947740550?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111685376947740550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111685376947740550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111685376947740550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111685376947740550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/05/watalayp.html' title='watalayp'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111573166295067836</id><published>2005-05-10T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:27:43.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naman...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Matagal-tagal na rin akong hindi nakakapagsulat dito.. Palibhasa.. mashadong busy sa school.. katatapos lang kasi ng midterms namin.. busy rin sa mga bagong kaibigan.. at syempre. busy din sa buhay pag-ibig.. muwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's this guy.. and this other guy.. (wow.. haba ng hair.. torn between two lovers ba ito?? nyahaha!) Ewan ko.. naguguluhan nga ako sa kanila eh.. Ung isa (tawagin na lang natin syang M).. si M, tahimik.. mahiyain.. crush ko na sya noon pa.. nakakagulat nga ang mga pangyayari.. tumabi na lang sya sa akin isang araw.. at bago kami mag-uwian, kinuha nya ung number ko.. at simula nun, lagi na sya nagtitext.. AT tumatabi sa akin.. at kahapon nga lang, nag-"muwaah" sya sa kin sa text.. &lt;i&gt;omg! eeeeh!!&lt;/i&gt; Ung isa naman.. si R, classmate ko naman sa ibang subject.. napakabuting katoliko.. isa sa mga qualities na hinahanap ko sa isang guy.. kya nga lang ang corny niyang magjoke.. okay lang naman kasi tolerable pa naman.. pero tuwing magkasama kami, sobrang comportable ako.. Akala nga ng mga kaklase ko, kami na.. kasi daig pa daw namin magjowa.. hindi naman kami naglalampungan or anything.. kya lang ung way namin para ipakita ung concern ang care namin sa isa't isa eh parang sa magbf na.. like kunyari, pagnagtetext kami or lalabas kami (as in kaming dalawa lang.. walang mga epal), ung pagsusundo-sundo niya sa akin sa iba ko pang mga klase, ung panlilibre nya sa akin.. ganun lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haay naku.. bahala na si Batman sa amin.. sama mo pa si Darna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Honga pala.. kanina, sa jeep, pauwi na ako galing school.. may nangyari nanamang &lt;s&gt;nakakahiya&lt;/s&gt; nakakatawa sa akin.. Gabi na kaya madalang na ung mga jeep.. Marami pa naman akong kasabayan na nag-aantay ng sasakyan.. Nung may dumating na, syempre unahan.. buti na lang nakapasok ako kagad.. Medyo madilim ung loob ng jeep.. Halos wala na ngang ilaw.. Di ko na napansin kung ano ung mauupuan ko.. Pag-upo ko, sa isip-isp ko &lt;i&gt;bakit parang hindi pantay..&lt;/i&gt; pero sige dedma lang kasi marami pang sumasakay.. Maya-maya, may gumagalaw sa may pwetan ko.. Syempre napatingin ako.. Un pala, naupuan ko ung kamay nung mamang katabi ko! P*cha! Hindi ko talaga alam kung matatawa ako o mapapahiya.. L*ngya.. nakalibreng hipo pa siya sa akin.. at natawa pa siya ha.. Pasalamat siya at pagod ako.. kundi baka nasapok ko siya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111573166295067836?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111573166295067836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111573166295067836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111573166295067836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111573166295067836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/05/naman.html' title='naman...!!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111478700992851839</id><published>2005-04-29T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T23:03:29.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>full house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Waaaah! Last episode na ng Full House kanina! Ang sweet ng mga eksena.. lalo na ung nagtapat na si Justin!! Kaya lang sad kasi wala na next week! Haay grabe, hindi talaga ako naglipat ng channel kanina.. para lang masubaybayan ko ung ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/justin.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/jessie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/kiss.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/kiss1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/kiss2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/kiss3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/kiss4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hindi ko na nakunan ung huling scene.. nag-low bat na kasi ung digicam.. sayang.. ang kyut pa naman! ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111478700992851839?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111478700992851839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111478700992851839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111478700992851839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111478700992851839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/full-house.html' title='full house'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111460812088873932</id><published>2005-04-27T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T19:42:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>skul bukol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Monday, I was assigned by my English professor to teach our class for the next two days.. She told us she won't be around coz her brother died. Nagdadalawang-isip ako nung una.. Ayoko kasing isipin ng mga classmates ko na "feeling-era" or "sip-sip" ako. Pero naisip ko, it would be great challenge for me to teach my classmates, especially now that we're in college already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kahapon, medyo kinakabahan ako nung umpisa kasi inside the class we had to speak in English.. gusto ko sana magtagalog na lang kasi wala naman prof namin kaya lang, di pa rin pwede kasi may classmate kaming Chinese.. Kawawa naman siya di ba? Hindi niya maiintindihan ung lesson namin.. Medyo nahirapan din ako kasi &lt;s&gt;meron&lt;/s&gt; maraming PASAWAY! May mga nagdadaldalan, nautulog.. aba nama'y.. Nakakapikon di ba? So ang ginawa ko, hinampas ko ung libro sa table at sinabi ko sa kanila in a semi-angry voice (semi daw o.. wehehehe) "Sana lang di ba, nakikinig kayo kasi napapagod din ako.. Nag-aaksaya ako ng laway dito para sa inyo.. Tapos mamaya sa quiz, wala kayong isasagot." Effective naman kasi naging attentive sila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kanina naman mas okay na.. Kasi naging komportable na ko kagad.. Mas mabilis kaming natapos.. sabagay, mas madali naman kasi ung topic today.. at as usual, may mga PASAWAY pa rin.. biruin mo, TULUGAN DAW BA AKO?! Actually, hindi napansin na natutulog sya.. Kung di pa tinuro sa kin ng secretary namin, hindi ko pa malalaman.. Kaya...&lt;br&gt;AKO: Mr. San Miguel, what do you think is the answer?&lt;br&gt;SIYA: Masakit ulo ko eh&lt;br&gt;AKO: Excuse me??&lt;br&gt;SIYA: Masakit ulo ko.&lt;br&gt;Sa isip-isip ko, &lt;i&gt;eh bakit ka pa pumasok kung masama pala pakiramdam mo? matutulog ka lang pala rito.. eh kung sabihin ko kaya sayong masakit din ulo ko pati lalamunan ko..&lt;/i&gt; Grrr.. talaga.. kapikon! Pero isa lang nasabi ko sa kanya.. "oh.. okay.." Ang ganda noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, etong pics.. sumasakit na lalo ulo ko eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010075.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Denz and Jacquie&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010082.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;"ma'am.. is that you?? hehehe"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010083.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;my English class&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010086.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;with Apple, our class secretary&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010087.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;my sister Fel (nakikisawsaw), Jeanne, Denz&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010088.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;belat!&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010090.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Cindy and Ellen&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/ivanlilac.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Ivan and my Chinese friend, Lilac&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010093.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Sa wakas, uwian na!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Pacute muna kami bago umuwi.. (Nald, Denz, Jeanne, Moi, Apple)&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/P1010098.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Nald, Denz, Jeanne, Lilac, Apple&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111460812088873932?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111460812088873932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111460812088873932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111460812088873932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111460812088873932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/skul-bukol.html' title='skul bukol'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111433660178597485</id><published>2005-04-24T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:24:49.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flipflops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Woohoo! I'm gonna start another business (dati kasi ice candy ~_^)!! With two of my childhood friends, I'll be selling flip-flops this summer. Customized or pre-designed. Available in different colors and designs. Here are some of the flip-flops that we've made:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Flipf001.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Flipflop.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Flipflop1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/pink2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/pink.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/pink1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/fur1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/fur.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/fur2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So for those of you who are interested in buying, you may email us at dfort_flipflops@yahoo.com. Prices may vary depending on the design. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111433660178597485?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111433660178597485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111433660178597485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111433660178597485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111433660178597485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/flipflops.html' title='flipflops'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111417670375731311</id><published>2005-04-22T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T21:31:43.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Isang linggo nanaman ang lumipas.. Maraming mga nangyari.. mga pagbabago.. tulad na lang ng:&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Hindi ko na crush si Ivan. Bakit? Weird pero kapag nagiging close na kasi ako sa mga crush ko, doon naman nawawala ung feelings ko para sa kanila.. Siguro dahil mas nakikilala ko kung sino talaga sila.. AT..&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Dahil may bago na akong crush.. Nyahahaha! Pero slight lang naman.. Wahahaha! Kanina ko lang nasabi na crush ko ung tao na un.. Ang tyut kasi ng dimples niya! *wink wink*&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Dumadami na friends ko! Woohoo! I met a Chinese girl named Lilac (it's actually her english name .. i forgot her real name eh.. sobrang haba!). She's studying English in our school kasi walang TOFEL (tama ba? xenxa na di ko sigurado) sa China.. Nurse na siya doon actually kaya lang pangarap niyang magwork sa Canada.. AT ako ang kanyang ehem.. English tutor! nyahaha! Ang saya!&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Maraming exams at quizzes.. teka? hindi na pala to bago kasi last week pa lang eh tadtad na kami ng exams.. haay.. speaking of exams, midterms na pala namin sa May 3.. *sigh*&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow nga pala may meeting ang ARMY Teens Club.. Nakow.. parang tinatamad ako ah.. hehehe..&lt;p&gt;Ang boring pala ng linggo ko.. hay ewan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111417670375731311?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111417670375731311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111417670375731311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111417670375731311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111417670375731311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/2nd-week.html' title='2nd week'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111357202448776284</id><published>2005-04-15T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:33:44.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Week To Remember&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bakit? Kasi eto ung first week ko sa Fatima.. Matapos ang nakakapagod na paghahanap ng rooms ko at nakakalokang pilahan sa bangko para lang magbayad ng manuals.. Himalang nakasurvive pa ako.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lunes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;Hindi ko akalaing required pala magpasa ng index card (na naglalaman ng iyong name, course, subject, section, address at contact number) tuwing first day ng klase.. buti na lang at ung katabi ko may extra na dala.. Ayus. Cool ulit ako.&lt;br&gt;&gt;Malungkot kasi wala ako kasabay maglunch.. Ung katabi ko kasi, doon kumakain sa dorm nila.. Punta ako 7-eleven.. Dami tao.. Nagdalawang isip ako kung kakain pa ako.. Kaya lang kumakalam na sikmura ko at 2 oras pa aantayin ko para sa susunod kong klase.. Bumili ako donut at slurpee.. Oo, un lang.. Ang pinaka ayoko kasi eh ung kakain mag-isa kaya onti lang binili ko para tapos kagad.&lt;br&gt;&gt;Akala ko malas na ako dahil kahit isa sa mga klase ko, wala man lang cute o gwapo.. walang inspirasyon para pumasok.. Pero hindi ako binigo ni kupido.. Nakita ko rin siya sa wakas.. Dito ko lang pala siya matatagpuan sa huli kong klase.. Swerte ko nga naman at seatmate pa kami.. &lt;i&gt;salamat kupido.. bait mo talaga!&lt;/i&gt; Pero syempre, hindi kami nabigyan ng pagkakataong magkakilala dahil maaga rin kaming pinauwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Martes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;Eto actually ang pinaka-highlight ng entry ko.. hehehe.. Ito kasi ung araw na nagkakilala kami.. ~_^ Late siya dumating.. Iba na inupuan ko kasi may mga balahurang umagaw ng silya ko.. Anyway.. Napatingin ako sa kanya.. Akala ko nanaginip lang ako nung nilapitan niya ako at tanunging "Ui, bakit ka lumipat?" Syempre shock ang lola mo. Hindi kailan man sumagi isip ko na kakausapin niya ako. "Kasi may umupo na dun sa inupuan ko kahapon", sabi ko. May katabi na kasi ako noon. Ang bago kong friend, si Dorothy. Syempre hindi na ako nangarap pa na tatabi siya ulit sa akin. Maya-maya, kinalabit niya ako. &lt;br&gt;SIYA: May nakaupo ba sa tabi niya? (referring to Dorothy) Mashado kasi akong masaya dito. &lt;br&gt;AKO: Wala.&lt;br&gt;Pagkaupo niya.. &lt;br&gt;SIYA: Eto o (sabay turo sa akin), hindi man lang ako kinausap kahapon.. Ni hindi nga namansin. &lt;br&gt;AKO: (kilig naman ang loka) Mukha ka kasing masungit at hindi approachable.. &lt;br&gt;SIYA: Hindi kaya.. (silencio) Ano nga pala name mo?&lt;br&gt;AKO: Maricel pero Macel na lang.&lt;br&gt;SIYA: Macel? Di ba pwdeng Mari?&lt;br&gt;AKO: Un kasi tawag sa akin ng mga kaibigan ko.. pero sige, bahala ka kung ano gusto mo.&lt;br&gt;Hindi ko pa naitatanong pangalan niya nung dumating ung prof namin. Malas. &lt;br&gt;Nung uwuian na..&lt;br&gt;SIYA: San nga pala kayo umuwi?&lt;br&gt;DOROTHY: Sa Jose Abad.&lt;br&gt;AKO: Sa Makati.&lt;br&gt;SIYA: Ano sinasakyan mo?&lt;br&gt;AKO: Bus muna tapos MRT.&lt;br&gt;SIYA: Sabay na tayo. Un din naman daan ko.&lt;br&gt;AKO: &lt;i&gt;OMG!!&lt;/i&gt; O sige.. Teka.. Ano nga pala name mo?&lt;br&gt;SIYA: Ivan&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miyerkules, Huwebes at Biyernes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;Puros exams at quizzes.. Buti na lang at kerebels ko.. hehe.. shisiw! Nyahaha!&lt;p&gt;OO nga pala, simula noong Martes, sabay na kami parati umuwi. Hindi ko akalain na ganun pala siya kakulit at kadaldal. Medyo touchy feely din siya. Feeling close ba? Nyahaha.. At binago nga pala ng prof namin ung seating arrangement namin and luckily, TABI ULIT KAMI!! Wapak! Ayus! Solb na solb ang loka! HAHAHA! O sya, sya.. Tama na muna to at magpapahinga na ako.. Medyo sumasakit na ulo ko.. Sa susunod na linggo uli! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111357202448776284?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111357202448776284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111357202448776284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111357202448776284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111357202448776284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/1st-week.html' title='1st week'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111313552285143533</id><published>2005-04-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T20:18:42.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>uh-oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh no.. Tomorrow's my first day in school.. my new school. And I still don't have any idea where my rooms are.. I tried asking a student about it last Friday.. but I didn't quite get her directions.. Good luck na lang talaga sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just got home from Greenhills.. The last time I went there was.. I think.. 4-5 years ago.. Pagpasok ko pa lang.. napa-WoW na talaga ako.. ang dami na! Ako naman sobrang excited mag-ikot. Pinlano ko talagang maigi kung san ako magsisimula.. And I made sure na madadaanan ko talaga lahat. Kahit madaming tao, wa-ko-care.. Nakipagsiksikan talaga ako.. At sa aking pakikipagsiksikan, a lady's voice caught my attention.. "I want the white one!" Napalingon ako.. at alam niyo ba kung sino ang nakita ko? Si Doris Bigornia (I'm not sure if her last name is spelled that way).. Oo.. Siya nga.. Nakikipagsiksikan dun at nakikipag-agawan din.. Nyahaha.. Medyo nagtagal pa ako doon sa kinatatayuan ko.. Nakakatawa kasi siyang panoorin.. Parang hindi siya ung nakikita ko sa tv.. &lt;p&gt;Nagpatuloy ako sa aking paglalakad.. At sa wakas, may nagustuhan na ako.. A very cute blue shirt that has a print on it that says "PROM QUEEN".. o di ba? Ang lakas ko mag-ilusyon?? Nyahaha.. Pero wa-pa-rin-ko-care.. Edi tanong naman ako dun sa aleng nagbebenta..&lt;br&gt;AKO: Miss, magkano to?&lt;br&gt;ALE: 250&lt;br&gt;AKO: wala na bang tawad yan? baka pwedeng 150 na lang? (haha.. OA ba? pero dapat ganun talaga pag tumatawad ka..)&lt;br&gt;ALE: Un na po last price namin eh.. 280 po siya dati&lt;br&gt;AKO: o sige, 180 na lang..&lt;br&gt;ALE: hindi talaga pwede&lt;br&gt;AKO: dali na miss.. sige, 200 na lang. (sabay ngiti.. hehe)&lt;br&gt;ALE: hindi talaga pwede&lt;br&gt;AKO: (medyo nahihilo na at gusto ng umuwi) Sige na nga.. May sizes ba kayo nito? Ung medium nga.&lt;br&gt;ALE: wala ng medium sa blue eh.. Pink at white meron.&lt;br&gt;AKO: (gusto ng umiyak) sigurado kayo?&lt;br&gt;At habang pinipilit ko pa ung ale na maghanap ng medium na blue, bigla ba namang may lumapit sa akin na magsyoting at nagtanong, "Miss, how much?" Wapak! Ano daw?! Ganun na ba itsura ko?? Mukha ba talaga akong nagtitinda sa tyangge?? "Sorry, I don't work here", sabi ko sa kanila. Kitang-kita ko ang pagkashock nila.. Nagtago pa nga ung lalake sa balikat nung girlfriend niya. Binitawan ko kagad ung t-shirt na hawak ko.. Baka kasi may dumaan pa ulit at mapagkamalan nanaman ako.. Haay.. hindi ko sila masisisi.. Sa dami nga naman ng tao dun, hindi ko na rin madistinguish ko sino ang nagbebenta at sino ang namimili.. Sa bagay kasi, wala man lang akong dalang bag nun.. Sarili ko lang.. Kaya kung tumayo man ako sa tabi nung mga damit na un, malamang marami ding mag-aakala.. Haay.. Another funny experience.. Another lesson learned.. Sa susunod talaga, pag magmamall ako, magbibitbit na ako ng bag.. para magmukha naman akong customer.. Kahit papano.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111313552285143533?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111313552285143533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111313552285143533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111313552285143533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111313552285143533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/uh-oh.html' title='uh-oh'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111302342920537149</id><published>2005-04-09T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T13:10:29.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/heart.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was one of our surprises for our pinakamamahal na 'darbos' last Valentine's Day.. We laid a big blanket right in front of our booth, then scattered flower petals all over it.. We put the candles inside the brown paper bags and formed it into a heart shape.. cute huh?&lt;p&gt;Haay.. I miss you guys so much! Go Go Go UPLB STATS! ^__^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111302342920537149?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111302342920537149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111302342920537149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111302342920537149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111302342920537149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/heart.html' title='heart!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111279092445593731</id><published>2005-04-06T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T13:00:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was reading the comments posted on my latest entry when the fone rang. &lt;p&gt;"Hello. Pwede po kay Macel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Crap.. I knew right away who he was.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;I took a deep breath. "O bakit ka napatawag?" &lt;p&gt;"Pucha, andyan ka na pala, hindi mo man lang ipinapaalam sa akin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Coz I didn't think you'd care..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Ah eh oo, matagal na.. Dito na nga ako nagChristmas eh." &lt;p&gt;"Ahh.. Eh kumusta ka naman? Balita ko pumayat ka na ah tsaka tumangkad. Mas humaba na rin daw buhok mo ngayon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Buti naman at naisipan mo pang mangamusta.. pagkatapos mong hindi magparamdam ng limang buwan..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;"Ha? Nagpagupit na ako.. Mas maikli na siya kesa nung huli nating kita." &lt;p&gt;"O eh bakit ang sungit mo? Galit ka ba? Easy ka lang.. hehehe.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Easy? Gusto mong easy lang ako?? Pagkatapos ng ginawa mo, you still expect me to be easy??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't bear it any longer. I just had to tell him.&lt;br&gt;"Oo. galit ako sa'yo."&lt;p&gt;"Ha? Bakit? Was it something that I said? What did I do wrong this time? Wala naman ah. (&lt;i&gt;Mismo. Wala.. Wala kang ginawa.&lt;/i&gt;) Oh wait, is this about me not being able to visit or call you for the past few months? Macel naman.. I wasn't aware that you were here already. Kay *bleep* ko nga lang nalaman nung tumawag ako sa kanila. And besides, I was busy. You know that."&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Busy? Nakatawag ka nga kay *bleep* eh. Tumawag ka dapat sa bahay, edi sana nalaman mo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Too busy that you forgot I was leaving?? And you didn't even bother to say ingat ka??"&lt;p&gt;"I called you that day but they said you already left."&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bullsh*t..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"Before I left, I texted all my friends, including you (&lt;i&gt;especially you&lt;/i&gt;) where I was heading, what my plans were and where you guys could contact me. All, except you, asked how I was doin. Do you have any idea how I felt?"&lt;p&gt;"Nasira fone ko.. pati yung sim ko.."&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh c'mon.. if there's a will, there's a way ika nga.. siguro wala ka talagang balak..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Yeah.. Yeah.." I don't know why but I felt like crying.. Crap.. And this guy's not even worth it!&lt;p&gt;"Para tong engot! Totoo kaya un!" &lt;i&gt;Ah so ako pa ngayon ang engot?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"May masmaganda ka pa bang excuse kesa dyan? Ung kapanipaniwala naman.."&lt;p&gt;"Ano ka ba naman Macel? You're my bestfriend. (&lt;i&gt;Yeah right. You don't even know what that means.&lt;/i&gt;) Sa tingin mo basta ko na lang makakalimutan ung pinagsamahan natin?? Even if I don't get to visit, call or even text you, I still care for you. Lagi kang nasa thoughts ko. (&lt;i&gt;oh yeah.. and so is *bleep*.. and *bleep*.. and *bleep*...&lt;/i&gt;) Nagseselos na nga sa'yo girlfriend ko eh. Parati na lang daw kita binabanggit.. Sinasabi niya, 'Si Macel nanaman?' 'Yang bestfriend mo nanaman ba?!'.."&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh puhlease.. spare me this crap!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Pwede ba, wag mo ko dramahan!"&lt;p&gt;"Dali na kasi wag ka na magalit.. kaya hindi nagtatagal yung mga relationships mo eh.. dahil ganyan ka. Pag galit, hindi sinasabi pero pag nagsalita na, tuluy-tuloy na. Hindi mo na masuyo. Pareho kayo ng girlfriend ko. Lahat kayong mga babae. Egoistic."&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abay icompare pa daw ako sa girlfriend niya! grrr! And since when did you care about my love life? Eh samantalang dati pinagtatawanan mo lang ako tuwing may boyfriend ako.. Na para bang joke lang ang lahat!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Hellooo?! Earth to *bleep*! Are you out of your freaking mind? Guys kaya ang egoistic! Teka nga muna.. You're just trying to change the topic eh!"&lt;p&gt;"Wag ka na kasi magalit.. Dali na.. Punta ako dyan.. Hihingi ako nung masarap niyong mangga."&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oh no Macel.. Don't tell me maniniwala ka sa kanya?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Fine. See you later."&lt;p&gt;A few hours later, the fone rang. It was him again.&lt;p&gt;"Sorry, can't come. Something came up. I'll call you again later okay?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh* I actually believed he'd come.. hindi na ako nadala..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111279092445593731?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111279092445593731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111279092445593731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111279092445593731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111279092445593731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/hatred.html' title='hatred'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111270496187473754</id><published>2005-04-05T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T20:53:18.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mourning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The pope has died.&lt;/b&gt; As soon as I woke up that Sunday morning, my mom told us about his death. At that instance, tears started falling from my eyes.. weird but I felt like I had lost someone who was really close to me.. like I had lost a grandfather. &lt;p&gt;Seeing his pictures and video clips on the television brings even more heartaches to me. I mean he was already the pope even before I was born so it's really hard.. I know teens from my generation share the same sorrow and grief that I am feeling right now.. though a part of me is, at the same time, happy that his sufferings are through and I know that he's with God now.&lt;p&gt; Even though I am not that religious (just spiritual).. I've always believed in him especially his views regarding divorce, the third sex and contraceptives. I just hope that the next pope will be like him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still dont have a schedule for my Filipino.. waaaaaaaaaah! Pasukan na next week! Good luck na lang talaga sa akin! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Diliman kanina.. I accompanied my sister in getting her grades.. Nung nasa mrt kami, I had to stand up kasi walang gentleman na nag-ooffer ng seat nila.. but it was okay.. I'd rather stand anyway.. Dun ako sa may connector tumayo (i dunno what to call it.. basta un).. suddenly this guy stood beside me (on my right side).. when the train started moving, I saw his body leaning towards mine so I glared at him and faced left. I thought that was it.. but then I felt his body ACTUALLY LEANING ON MY BACK!! It really freaked me out. The guy looked rugged kasi though he's cute (nyahaha). I tried to get my sister's attention who was sitting about two meters away from me pero malas ko lang at natutulog din siya.. I was thinking maybe he wanted to rob me and that he was trying to get his hands inside my bag.. so what I did was, I put my bag in front of me and moved away from him a little.. Maya-maya, I felt him leaning on me again! I practically felt his breath on my neck.. well okay, that one's exagerrated.. wahaha.. Nung nabakante na ung seat malapit sa akin, dali-dali akong umupo.. akala ko safe na ako nang biglang umupo din siya sa tabi ko! I was like "oh my god.." I was planning on confronting him already.. Iniisip ko na ung mga sasabihin ko.. kung magiging taklesa ako na walang breeding, &lt;i&gt;"excuse me, pwede ba? wala akong pera ngayong kaya wag mo ng ituloy yang pinaplano mo!"&lt;/i&gt; or be decent and say, &lt;i&gt;"excuse me but i noticed a while ago that u've been trying to get close to me and now, you even sat beside me.. are trying to rob me??"&lt;/i&gt; that's when I felt him leaning on my side.. I was about to say something to him but when I looked at him, his eyes were close.. AND HE WAS SLEEPING! nyahaha! that explained why he was leaning! hahaha! so silly of me to assume! buti na lang at hindi pa ako gumagawa ng eksena kundi napahiya lang ako! nyahahaha!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111270496187473754?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111270496187473754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111270496187473754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111270496187473754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111270496187473754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/mourning.html' title='mourning'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111235451255086715</id><published>2005-04-01T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T19:21:52.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fenk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 days to go before my summer classes start.. I'm really psyched about my new school.. well, I guess I'm a bit scared too.. Scared that I wouldn't be able to get along with the students there.. that I might get lost on my first day of school.. wala kasing tour dun unlike sa LB.. sa bagay, di naman ganun kalakihan ang Fatima.. but still, the hallways are pretty confusing.. parang maze.. oh no.. that reminds me.. i still haven't got a clue where my rooms are.. at hindi pa nila binibigay ung schedule ng Filipino ko! I've been calling the registrar's office regarding my sked pero till now wala pa daw available! pwede ba un?? another oh no! i still don't have an ID! How the hell am suppose to enter the school premises?! The registrar didn't mention anything about it! I'm fully paid already so how come marami pa rin akong kulang?! &gt;_&lt;  nyaaaks.. i am sooo dead!  T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my sister has a new blog.. tuluyan na kasing tinopak ang diaryland kaya she decided to switch to blogger instead.. i wanted her to have a really cute template that'll suit her personality kaya lang she didn't like my picks.. so we ended up using a template with a black and pink background that says &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The Princess Next Door"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. totally not her but what can i do.. it's her blog anyway.. wahahaha.. (peace tau pel!) actually it doesn't really matter.. well i guess a lil but that's not my point.. as long as you have interesting entries, everything's cool.. un naman ung dinadayo diba? di tulad nung sa akin, my entries are very shallow and full of nonsense.. kaya walang pumupunta.. nyahahaha! okay lang. Kuntento na ako basta naisusulat ko ung mga thoughts and opinions ko.. ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pa-excite ng pa-excite ang mga episodes ng Full House.. sobrang hooked na talaga ako!! Minsan nga i get carried away sa mga situations.. hahaha! para akong baliw na bunganga ng bunganga tuwing umieksena &lt;s&gt;ung hooker&lt;/s&gt; si Lorraine.. lalo na pag ini-expose niya ung bra niya.. like hello?! anong klaseng fashion statement yan?! nyerr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still bummed coz til now, di pa rin pinapalabas ung One Tree Hill Season 2.. though marami namang bagong shows ngayon sa ETC like Temptation Island (which i really looove noon pa man) and Significant Others, iba talaga ung OTH.. and besides, miss ko na rin talaga si &lt;b&gt;Chad Michael Murray&lt;/b&gt;.. wehehe! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111235451255086715?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111235451255086715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111235451255086715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111235451255086715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111235451255086715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/04/fenk.html' title='fenk'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111210127691884325</id><published>2005-03-29T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T09:11:21.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home from Pangasinan last Sunday.. around 4 in the afternoon.. Wow grabe.. sobrang napagod talaga ako nitong Holy Week! Pero kahit pagod, okay lang.. worth it naman coz i got to spend time with my cousins in La Union again and at the same time, visit different places like the Virgin's Well in Manaoag and churches in Pangasinan (Malasique, San Fabian, Dagupan, Mangaldan and a lot more).. dun kasi kami nag-Bisita Iglesia (err tama ba?? hehe.. xenxa na, di ko talaga lam un.. hahaha).. I also got to witness those people in Pampanga and Tarlac na nagpipinetensya.. ung bang nagbubuhat ng mga crosses sa daan ng nakayapak at ung mga naghahampas ng mga matutulis na tali-tali sa likod nila. Medyo gross nga lang coz i saw their backs bleeding like hell.. sayang nga at ung pagpapako sa krus, hindi ko nakita.. well anyway, di ko rin siguro kakayaning manood nun.. &lt;p&gt;Ang di ko lang talaga malilimutan ay nung pumunta kami ng Virgin's Well.. madaming tao pero ang nakakalungkot, mukhang napabayaan na ung place.. there were cow shits everywhere, plastics, candy wrappers pati na rin ng chichiria, lahat na ata ng klase ng basura, matatagpuan mo na dun.. nakakaawa nga kasi parang nawawala na ung pagkasacred nung place.. ang daming namamalimos na bata.. Isa pang napansin ko eh dun sa church sa Manaoag.. Dun mismo sa tabi ng simbahan, biruin mo, MAY PERYAHAN!! Tsk, tsk, tsk.. Di na nila nirespeto ung simbahan. At ang dami-dami pang tindahan! Hanggang sa loob ng gate! May nagtitinda ng mga kakanin, damit, shades at kung anu-ano pa! Ang &lt;s&gt;nakakabaliw&lt;/s&gt; nakakaloka pa nga eh nung nag bisita iglesia kami, (gabi kasi namin ginawa) eh ang dami-daming ng tao sa labas ng simbahan.. oo, sa labas lang at karamihan teenagers! at alam niyo ba kung ano ginagawa nila dun?! ayun, nakaupo sa semento, kanya-kanyang silang grupo at kung titingnan mo sa una, aakalain mong may recollection na nagaganap, pero pag malapit ka na, iisipin mong mga nagpo-pot session sila.. biruin mo, kanya-kanya silang hithit ng yosi at may mga nagliligawan pa!! Dun mismo sa harap ng simbahan! Aba nama'y hindi ba't mga impokrito at impokrita tawag dun? Pagkatapos mong magmaganda sa paglalakad diyan para magbisita iglesia eh un lang ang gagawin mo pag dating mo sa simbahan?? haay.. mga kabataan talaga ngayon, iba na ang rason kung bakit sila nagbibisita iglesia.. "&lt;i&gt;dahil sa barkada&lt;/i&gt;".. kung baga eh for fun lang.. sana doon na lang sila sa bahay nila nagyosi.. at least di ba nadagdagan kasalan nila di ba??&lt;p&gt;Hindi naman sa nagmamalinis ako ano.. nagkasala rin naman ako habang nandun ako sa Malasique church.. kung ano un, di ko na sasabihin.. nakakahiya na eh.. basta ang mahalaga eh pinagsisihan ko na un.. ang point ko eh sana kung gagawa na lang tayo ng kabutihan eh for the right reasons naman at ung bukal sa kalooban natin.. hindi ung kesyo andun ung barkada mo o dahil pinilit ka lang..&lt;p&gt;Anyway, here are some pix from our vacation.. keto lang muna kasi tinatamad kasi tinatamad pa ako mag-upload.. hehe&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/ikaw.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*oo, ikaw nga!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/gandakoh.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*with my sister, Pepel&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/angtyutnamin.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*with Ate Joy Ann&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/gitara.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;*okay.. kulang na lang ng lata sa tabi, pwede na ako sa Quiapo.. nyahaha!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111210127691884325?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111210127691884325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111210127691884325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111210127691884325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111210127691884325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/03/holy-week.html' title='holy week'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111063803677096135</id><published>2005-03-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:33:56.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just watched this clip a while ago.. and WOW!! this is totally COOOL!! totally AWESOME!! watch it and see for yourselves!!&lt;p&gt;http://www.holylemon.com/CrazyDancing.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111063803677096135?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111063803677096135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111063803677096135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111063803677096135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111063803677096135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/03/dance.html' title='dance'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-111019306799311173</id><published>2005-03-07T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T21:14:22.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ideal guy/gal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was talking to my friend a while ago about "the icky love stuff" (bitter ba? wahaha).. And she mentioned about her ideal guy.. Gusto niya ung kahit-di-ganun-kagwapo-but-presentable na guy.. may kaya.. responsible, smart, funny, sweet, gentleman.. and list goes on and on.. But the thing is, its impossible to find all these qualities in one guy.. if ever we do find a guy a like this, he is either gay or married! So why do we even bother ourselves with such standards when we all know that once we fall in love, that person always becomes an exemption.. DI BA?! &lt;p&gt;So who's my ideal guy? Personally, I dont think there really is an ideal guy.. I can say I like someone who's like this but end up with someone who doesn't fit the description. Whatever happens, he should have a good personality, as long as we mesh well, as long as we can talk, and as long as he gets along with everyone, then he's the guy for me.. ^_____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-111019306799311173?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/111019306799311173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=111019306799311173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111019306799311173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/111019306799311173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/03/ideal-guygal.html' title='ideal guy/gal'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110956892221750162</id><published>2005-02-28T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T13:41:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/zzzzhale.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;omg.. im totally crushing on Champ Lui-Pio of Hale.. gawd.. he is sooo HOT!! and his voice.. umf! so dreamy!! ti-hee! when i first saw them on MYX, my jaw dropped.. they are totally amazing! their songs are soo poetically enticing.. haay.. you should listen to them..&lt;p&gt;here's one of my favorites among their songs:&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;Broken Sonnet&lt;p&gt;And now I concede, on the night of this fifteenth song&lt;br /&gt;Of melancholy, of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;And now I will&lt;br /&gt;Reveal in this next line&lt;br /&gt;That I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll be right at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock on the TV says 8:39 PM&lt;br /&gt;It's the same, it's the same&lt;br /&gt;And in this next line, I'll say it all over again&lt;br /&gt;That I love you, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they say&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll be right at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me, lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;And I will never let go, will never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave my fears behind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause tonight I'll be right at your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie down right next to me, lie down right next to me&lt;br /&gt;And I will never let go, will never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I see the tears from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just not the one for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110956892221750162?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110956892221750162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110956892221750162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110956892221750162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110956892221750162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/02/hale.html' title='hale'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110949876704329299</id><published>2005-02-27T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T18:09:32.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ann's debut</title><content type='html'>gosh.. i just woke up a few minutes ago.. i was too tired of last night.. it was ann's debut at Pier one.. wow.. i must say it was blast.. haha.. beers just keep coming, a lot of dancing.. plus cute guys.. gabsy prolly wont agree with me on this one.. hahaha prolly because most of 'em are her batchmates in CSA.. yeah.. you read it right.. they're still in high school.. seniors actually.. but they were all so pa-cool.. which is really nakakainis.. they were drinking really hard and smoking at the same time.. as if girls at the party dig 'em.. yuck. &lt;p&gt;but there is this guy who really caught my attention.. the moment i got inside the room, and our eyes met.. (yuck ano to? haha.. corny! pero un talaga nangyari eh! haha) he smiled at me.. first i felt weird coz i really dont have any idea who he was.. and when they were already serving the foods, i found out we'll be seating at the same table.. as soon as i sat down, napatingin ako sa kanya.. sabihin niyo nang makapal mukha ko but i caught him looking at me.. so whispered to my sister, "ui, kakilala ba natin ung guy na un?" and she said no.. so lalo ako nagtaka.. after a while, we decided to sit at the tables outside.. pano ba naman kasi, ung mga pacool na classmate ni ann already started smoking at take note, it was an airconditioned room.. people weren't suppose to smoke inside.. meron pa ngang napakalaking sign dun sa may aircon na NO SMOKING pero wala eh.. ganun talaga.. so ayun, nung nasa labas na kami.. maya-maya, this guy im talking bout earlier passed our table.. actually di ko alam na siya ung dumaan, napatingin lang ako at sakto! haha, nakatingin din siya.. then he smiled at me and said "ui".. i was like "uhh hey.." out of my curiousity na rin, i asked my friend bout him and she said she noticed nga din daw.. same when i asked my sister, she also said that the guy kept checking me out during dinner.. haha.. this is so funny! di ako makapaniwala! haha.. eto na ang thrilling part, the guy actually asked for my number! wapak! nung una kasi, ung mga friends ko lang ang ganun ung tipong may lalapit sa table namin, may makikipagkilala tapos hihingin ung # nila.. abay.. i wasnt expecting it'll happen to me too.. hahaha.. kaya lang sabi nung friend ko baka daw gf niya ung katabi niya sa table.. kaya wag na lang daw.. ako naman.. "ay ganun.. okay" *sigh* sayang naman, type ko pa naman! haha! ang maganda kasi, we have commo friends at sabi naman nila, mabait naman.. so he's not totally a strager.. unlike the guys who appoached my friends di ba? mas safe ung akin.. nyahaha.. ano ba tong pinagsasabi ko! hehe.. ah basta, un muna for now.. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110949876704329299?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110949876704329299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110949876704329299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110949876704329299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110949876704329299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/02/anns-debut.html' title='ann&apos;s debut'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110845962158747085</id><published>2005-02-19T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T17:26:21.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Haay.. ang saya ng UP fair.. lalo na nung first at last day ng fair.. syempre unang-una, Valentines Day nun.. may surprise kami sa mga brods namin.. tapos nung 18 naman, sinurprise naman nila kami.. ang tweet nga eh! ahihi.. they made a video of us, for us.. o di ba?? nakakatouch talaga kasi pinaplay nila ung cd dun sa sa gitna ng field.. for everybody to see.. awww grabe.. mejo naiyak nga ako eh.. *sniff*.. binigyan din nila kami ng roses and drawings of us.. ang tyut! sobra! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110845962158747085?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110845962158747085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110845962158747085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110845962158747085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110845962158747085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/02/fair.html' title='fair'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110827827648535270</id><published>2005-02-13T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T15:04:36.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sigh* Tomorrow's Valentines Day.. &lt;p&gt;eto.. theme song ko for the day.. hehe..&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt; "You Don't Know Me " &lt;br&gt;by Harry Connick Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;br /&gt;Then you say hello&lt;br /&gt;And I can hardly speak&lt;br /&gt;My heart is beating so&lt;br /&gt;And anyone can tell&lt;br /&gt;You think you know me well&lt;br /&gt;But you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Ooh no&lt;br /&gt;You don't know the one&lt;br /&gt;Who dreams of you at night&lt;br /&gt;And longs to kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;Longs to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a friend&lt;br /&gt;That's all I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I never knew the art of making love&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart aches with love for you&lt;br /&gt;Afraid and shy I let my chance go by&lt;br /&gt;The chance that you might love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;br /&gt;Then you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy&lt;br /&gt;You'll never never know&lt;br /&gt;The one who loves you so&lt;br /&gt;Well you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I never knew the art of making love&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart aches with love for you&lt;br /&gt;Afraid and shy I let my chance go by&lt;br /&gt;The chance that you might love me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give your hand to me&lt;br /&gt;Ten you say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy&lt;br /&gt;Oh you will never know The one who loves you so&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Oh no you don't know me&lt;br /&gt;Oohh...you don't know me&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110827827648535270?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110827827648535270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110827827648535270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110827827648535270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110827827648535270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/02/song.html' title='song'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110758499846223300</id><published>2005-02-05T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T14:29:58.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pms-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;waaaaah!! i just had my period this morning! (tama daw bang ipagkalandakan! haha!) and im having cramps again... this sucks! i hate feeling this way.. can't go out.. can't even stand that long coz my back will start aching.. gawd.. i already took Advil but i dont think it's working.. karene and i had plans pa naman to go out this afternoon.. so i just told her to come over our house at around 1:30.. she said she'd call first (for reassurance).. it's already 2 and still i havent heard from her.. so i decided to call her na lang..&lt;br&gt;AKO: hello, good afternoon po, pwede po kay karene?&lt;br&gt;I-Dunno-Who: teka lang, tawagin ko ha..&lt;br&gt;AKO: ay tita, thank u po&lt;br&gt;TITA LEAH: ay cel, natutulog si karene..&lt;br&gt;AKO: (umiinit na ang ulo) ay ganun po ba? sige salamat na lang po.. pakisabi tumawag po ako.. bye po.&lt;p&gt;AAARGH! bruha ka talaga karene.. tama ba namang tulugan ako.. (sabay kuha sa celfone, starts dialing karene's #).. &lt;i&gt;The number your calling is either unattended or out of coverage area..&lt;/i&gt; Huuuwwaaat??? (hinga malalim) bad trip kasi at wala pa ring internet sa bahay.. edi sana may ginagawa ako ngayon.. kaya eto ako ngayon, nasa isang net shop.. kahit na nilalamig na ako dito, okay lang.. tiis-tiis.. kesa naman maburo ako sa bahay.. sabado na sabado oo.. tsk tsk.. &lt;p&gt;Nakakainis talaga pag meron ka ano? lalo na pagkina-cramps ka.. parang natitigil mundo mo at kahit may gusto kang gawin, di mo magawa.. o kung gagawin mo pa rin naman, iinit lang ulo mo sa pagod, sakit at sa mga taong makakasalamuha mo.. minsan nga, bigla na lang iinit ulo ko for no reasons at all.. tulad dati, may tinatanong lang sa kin ung friend ko, then i started shouting at him, telling him how annoying he is, given that it was the first time that i saw him that day and that he only asked me his question once.. after realizing what i did, i was mad at myself for taking it out on him.. it wasn't even his fault.. crush ko pa man din siya.. tsk tsk.. &lt;p&gt;Haay.. bakit nga ganun ano? kawawa naman ung mga boys when their girlfriends are pms-ing... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110758499846223300?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110758499846223300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110758499846223300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110758499846223300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110758499846223300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/02/pms-ing.html' title='pms-ing'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110683061221323024</id><published>2005-01-27T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T20:56:52.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Kanina eh kumain ako ng balut.. pasulubong kasi sa akin ni pepel.. kaya kahit di ako kumakain nun, kinain ko na lang.. nakakahiya naman di ba? biruin mo, naalala pa niya ako.. kaya sige, higop dito, kagat sa itlog, lunok ng sisiw (yak!).. at di pa ako nakontento dun.. tinawagan ko si karen, isa sa mga pinakamatatalik kong kaibigan..&lt;br&gt;AKO: hoi karen, may ginagawa ka ba?&lt;br&gt;KAREN: bakit?&lt;br&gt;AKO: basta.. meron nga?&lt;br&gt;KAREN: umm.. gagawa ako ng lesson plan.. bakit nga??&lt;br&gt;AKO: yayain sana kita bumili ng penoy&lt;br&gt;KAREN: wala akong pera eh&lt;br&gt;AKO: tara na! libre kita! dali!&lt;br&gt;KAREN: ililibre mo ako? o sige tara! (tawa sabay sigaw sa mga kasama niya sa bahay, "hoi! ililibre ako ni macel!" sabay tawa ulit)&lt;p&gt;Pagkababa ko ng telepono,&lt;br&gt;AKO: mother, punta lang ako kina Karen&lt;br&gt;MOTHER: (dedma lang)&lt;br&gt;AKO: alis na ko ha..&lt;br&gt;MOTHER: (dedma pa rin)&lt;p&gt;Paglabas ko, "%@^#$*!! Ang ginaw, @#$*%!!" Nakashorts pa man din ako.. gusto ko sana magpalit ng jogging pants kaya lang inatake nanaman ako ng katamaran kaya hindi na lang.. Pagdating ko sa kanila, nakiisyoso muna ako sa mga ginagawa nila.. ang isa, bising-bisi sa pakikipagchat at sa pag-aayos ng blog.. and isa naman, nag-aaral (ows?! hehe).. Maya-maya, niyaya na ako ni Karen na lumabas.. at syempre habang kami'y naglalakad, todo nanaman ang pagtsitsimisan naman.. na para bang hindi kami magkasama kahapon.. ganun talaga siguro pag pareho kayong madaldal.. di kayo nauubusan ng pagkukwentuhan.. para bang kulang na kulang ang oras pag magkasama kayo.. Nang makarating kami sa labas ng gate kung saan nandun ang pwesto ni Manang Pen.. di niya tunay na pangalan.. un lang tawag ko sa kanya.. (Pen galing sa penoy.. malamang.. hehe) Sa kasawiang palad, ubos na ang tindang penoy ni Manang Pen.. Medyo nalungkot ako kasi talagang kinakati na ung dila ko na makakain ng penoy.. Napansin siguro ni Karen kaya ayun, niyaya na lang niya akong mag-isaw (YUM! isa sa mga paborito kong pagkain!!).&lt;p&gt;Bago pa lang kami makarating kina Aling Aw, di pa rin tunay na pangalan (alam niyo nanaman siguro kung bakit un ang tawag ko sa kanya), muntik na kami habulin ng mga aso.. @#$8%!! Sobrang takot pa naman ako sa aso (nakagat na kasi ako dati sa pwet.. buti di ako ginalis.. wehehe!).. Kaya nung makita kong tinatahulan na kami at akmang susunggaban, pinangharang ko kagad si Karen.. hehehe.. ang sama ko ba? Inisip ko kasi, matatakot ung mga un sa kanya.. sino ba namang hindi?? wahaha! (peace tayo karen ha! hehe).. Buti na lang may mga mababait na mama na nagtaboy sa mga aso.. Nang marating na namin ang isawan, namili na kagad ako.. si Karen, 2 dugo.. ako, 2 isaw at isang dugo.. naiintriga kasi ako dun sa dugo.. para siyang itim na jelly na tinuhog.. kung titingnan mo, mukhang nakakadiri pero pagnakain mo na, parang wala lang.. wala naman kasi talaga siyang lasa.. Nagyaya na rin akong umuwi pagkatapos naming kumain.. Dumaan kami sa simbahan.. hindi.. hindi kami nagdasal.. talagang napadaan lang.. Nagkayayaan kami na magkwentuhan muna sa may playground.. Umupo kami pareho sa swing.. syet.. di kasya mga pwet namin.. palibhasa pambata.. plastic pa siya ha.. kaya habang nakaupo kami, tinitingnan-tingan ko ung tali.. baka kasi mapigtas..&lt;br&gt;KAREN: namimiss ko na siya.. ako pa naman pagnakakamiss, gustung-gusto kong maglambing..&lt;br&gt;AKO: *sigh* ako rin.. miss ko na rin siya.. buti nga kayo magkikita sa Sabado..&lt;br&gt;**katahimikan**&lt;br&gt;AKO: sana nandito siya.. tapos itutulak niya ako.. tapos ititilt ko ung head ko at saktong pag swing back ko, kikiss ko siya.. (tawa) blah blah blah.. blah blah blah&lt;br&gt;Napansin kong tahimik si Karen.. Tiningnan ko siya.. ang walangya.. bisi katetext.. dada ako ng dada, hindi pala nakikinig..&lt;br&gt;AKO: bruha ka.. sino ba katext mo?&lt;br&gt;KAREN: siya.. (ngiti)&lt;br&gt;AKO: kaya naman pala.. hayaan mo na kasi.. alam mo na ngang walang signanl dun, nangungulit ka pa.. I bet he's very annoyed with you already..&lt;br&gt;KAREN: ayoko na nga sa kanya..&lt;br&gt;AKO: asus! nagtamporurot pa! lika ka na nga.. hatid mo na ko sa amin&lt;br&gt;KAREN: daan muna tayo sa amin.. magbebless muna ako sa tita ko&lt;br&gt;AKO: sige, ako rin..&lt;p&gt;Pagdating namin sa kanila, nagbless na agad ako nagpaalam.. Sumama sa amin si Yanda, manghihiram daw siya ng DVDs sa isa pa naming kaibigan.. Dahil sa katamaran namin, imbes na dumaan kami sa kalsadang paikot, inakyat na lang namin ung pader para makapunta sa bahay namin.. mas okay naman at may thrill pa! At eto ang good news, pagdating sa bahay, di na ako nakakain ng dinner.. (as if namang wala akong kinain! nyahaha!) AT nakahiram sila ng Blade Trinity which means mapapanood ko na rin siya sa wakas!!! haha! oist Yanda, panoorin niyo na yan kagad ha para ako na next! ahihi! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110683061221323024?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110683061221323024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110683061221323024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110683061221323024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110683061221323024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog.html' title='blog'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110646744193282302</id><published>2005-01-23T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T16:06:25.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was way, way bummed last night.. I missed the last full show of Blade Trinity at Market! Market!. When i got there at the cinema lobby, the security guard told me that the checker (i dunno how they're called) just left.. about ten minutes ago! AARRGH!! After running all the way from the parking lot to the topmost floor, i can't believe i still missed it! darn.. i dunno if i could still watch it.. last night was the only chance i had. &lt;p&gt;Anyway, i just decided to go to Gloria Jean's and ordered my favorite drink, white chocolate, hoping it could cheer me up a little bit. But.. things didn't turn out the way i was hoping it.. I became very dizzy.. I dunno why.. I wanted to throw up.. Thank God I didn't. It would have been my worst night ever. That's when i decided to go home. &lt;p&gt;As soon as i got to our house, i took another shower, put on my pjs and slept.. &lt;p&gt;*whew* What a night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110646744193282302?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110646744193282302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110646744193282302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110646744193282302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110646744193282302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/sine.html' title='sine'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110593327341269009</id><published>2005-01-17T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T15:57:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aklan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was shocked upon seeing the headline of the Philippine Daily Inquirer this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ati-atihan Festival Turns Bloody&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Cop kills 2 superiors, 4 others after Mass&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/aklan.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Six people were dead, including a 10-year-old girl, and many were wounded. (&lt;a href="http://news.inq7.net/nation/index.php?index=1&amp;story_id=24501"&gt;for the story&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;p&gt;I was listless for a moment. I could not believe how such terrible thing could happen in a very religious celebration.&lt;p&gt;Yearly, this festival draws thousands of local and foreign tourists. But after this incident, many fear that it could affect the image of Aklan and the Ati-Atihan. &lt;i&gt;Pero naniniwala ako na makakabangon ang&lt;/i&gt; Aklan.. &lt;i&gt;Naniniwala ako na&lt;/i&gt; many would still dream of visiting it to join the feast.. and I'm one of those people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sigh* Hanggang ngayon, nalulungkot pa rin ako sa nangyari.. Let us pray for those people who were wounded, for their fast recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110593327341269009?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110593327341269009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110593327341269009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110593327341269009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110593327341269009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/aklan.html' title='aklan'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110584147863706729</id><published>2005-01-16T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T19:27:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>windstruck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" alt=dolly hspace=0 src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/windstruck.bmp"&gt;I was up late last night watching a korean film entitled "Windstruck". The movie starts out like any typical Korean romantic comedy, then becomes heartwrenchingly serious. Here, Ji-hyun Jun ("My Sassy Girl") plays Kyungjin, a police officer who finds herself chasing down a suspected bag-snatcher on her day off. However, the man she catches turns out to be Myungwoo (Hyuk Jang), a passer-by who was himself trying to apprehend the real criminal. In an unsurprising turn of events, the two are partnered together after Myungwoo volunteers to patrol the red light district looking for unruly students. I'm not sure if this is a common practice in Korea or a contrivance of the plot, but soon enough the mismatched pair is falling deeply love. However, events take a tragic turn and Kyungjin is left questioning everything and searching for a reason to live. &lt;p&gt;I found it so especially depressing. Maybe because I wasn't expecting the movie to be anything like this based on the light-hearted beginning, despite the moody opening scene. It throws you for a total loop, which is why, I suppose, the film as a whole, packs such a powerful emotional punch. Personally, I think this is the best film of its type since "My Sassy Girl". I really enjoyed watching the film and you probably will too. :)&lt;p&gt;Did i cry? Hah. I'll never tell. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110584147863706729?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110584147863706729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110584147863706729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110584147863706729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110584147863706729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/windstruck.html' title='windstruck'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110560007737018511</id><published>2005-01-13T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T16:44:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bakla</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ang mga sumusunod na pahayag ay hango lamang sa aking mga personal na opinyon.. *bow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kahapon, while my sister and i were watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy...&lt;br&gt;AKO: Kasalanan ba talaga ang maging bakla?&lt;br&gt;PEL: Sa mata ng tao, oo.&lt;br&gt;AKO: Bakit?? Nasasaktan ba sila pag bakla ka?? di naman di ba?&lt;br&gt;PEL: .. ganun talaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the show, naiwan ako sa aming sala na nag-iisip. "Bakit nga ba may mga tao na itinuturing ang pagiging bakla na isang kasalanan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's okay to be gay (wow rhyming!). Palagay ko, ang maituturing na kasalanan (sa mata man ng tao o ng Diyos) ay ung mga GINAGAWA ng mga bakla, hindi mismo ung pagiging bakla nila. Tulad na lamang ng mga sumusunod:&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;u&gt;Ang pagsusuot ng damit ng babae&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-Sapat na na bakla ka. Hindi na kailangan pang magsuot ng palda, tube tops at kung anu-ano pa. Kaya nga tinawag na Ladies' wear at girls' wear kasi para sa babae. Pwede na mang magsuot ng tshirts or polos and still be gay. At least decent di ba? Makakaiwas pa kayo sa pambabastos ng mga tao especially ng mga kalalakihan.. (o talagang gusto niyong binabastos kayo??)&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;u&gt;Ang pagpapa-sex change o kahit ang pagpapalagay lang ng boobs&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-Its only shows your discontentment with what God has already given you. Dapat nga magpasalamat ka pa eh at buo yang katawan mo. You should be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;u&gt;Pakikipagrelasyon / Pagpapakasal sa kapwa lalaki&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;-Kelangan pa bang imemorize yan?! hay naku! Kahit kelan, hindi ito naging/magiging tama. Ginawa ng Diyos si Eba para kay Adan hindi ba??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have nothing against gay people. Believe me, i have many gay friends. Kaya lang di ba, sana alam din natin ang mga limitasyon natin. Hindi sapat na dahilan ang "freedom of expression".. we're talking about morals here.. kaya sana, gawin natin ang naayon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" alt=dolly hspace=0 src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/slippers.bmp"&gt;Change topic.. hehe :) Last Sunday, i accompanied my sister in buying this slippers. She used it, i think once, and complained that it was hurting her feet. So now, she's giving it to me. I really don't mind having hand-me-down things especially if it's from my sister.. haha.. Kasi una sa lahat, i don't have spend my money at all. Second, my sister has a really good taste when it comes to fashion kaya okay na okay. And lastly, whenever she gives me something, usually, once or twice pa lang niya nagagamit so hindi pa siyang mukhang gusgusin. :D Fair enough kasi binibigay ko rin naman sa kanya ung mga blouses and shirts na minsan ko lang din naman nagamit.. minsan noong sexy pa ako.. nyahaha! Ang sarap talaga ng buhay ng may kakambal.. You get to share accessories, clothes at marami pang iba. May instant shopping buddy ka na kagad, instant karamay sa kalokohan, kasiyahan at kalungkutan. At syempre, kapag wala ka ng pera, may mauutangan ka! nyahaha! Salamat uli Pepotz! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110560007737018511?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110560007737018511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110560007737018511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110560007737018511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110560007737018511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/bakla.html' title='bakla'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110543618017055933</id><published>2005-01-11T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T17:36:20.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bangag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;nababaliw na ata ako.. kanina pa masakit ang ulo ko.. hindi naman siguro dahil sa kulang ako sa tulog.. medyo maaga naman ako natulog kagabi kumpara nung mga nakaraang gabi.. eto na siguro ang epekto ng di ko pagkain ng lunch kanina.. haay.. suske! malapit na namang magbakasyon.. nyahaha.. OA ba sa aga? hehe.. nakakabagot talaga minsan ano? katulad ngayon.. kahit wala naman talaga akong mahalagang ikukwento pero heto pa rin ako.. nakaharap sa computer, nagta-type ng walang kabuluhang bagay dahil sa.. wala lang.. feel ko lang magsulat..&lt;p&gt;honga pala.. kanina lang, napanood ko ung America's Next Top Model.. medyo natuwa ako kasi ung bet ko ung nanalo.. :) &lt;p&gt;so ayun.. yun lang ung kwento ko for the day.. haha..&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/biatch.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;epekto ng drugs.. nyahaha! joke lang! sadyang wala lang talaga ako magawa sa buhay! :D&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110543618017055933?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110543618017055933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110543618017055933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110543618017055933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110543618017055933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/bangag.html' title='bangag'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110498559611761756</id><published>2005-01-06T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:26:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>neat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pagkatapos kong mag-internet kagabi, dapat matutulog na ako.. kaya lang ayaw naman akong dalawin ng antok.. pinagmasdan ko ang kwarto namin.. ang gulugulo.. parang dinaanan ng bagyo.. at ang mga bintana, pwede ng taniman ng kamote.. *sigh* nitong nakaraang pasko at bagong taon kasi, marami dumating na kamag-anak namin.. dun namin sila pinatulog sa kwarto namin ng kapatid ko at kami naman, no choice kundi sa sala.. (wala naman kasi kaming guest rooms noh) naawa ako sa kwarto namin.. naisip ko tuloy "kawawa ka naman.. di ka man lang pinahalagaan.. bayaan mo, aayusin ko lahat yan.." &lt;p&gt;After 30 mins.. tadaah! &lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Neat.bmp"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maliit lang naman kwarto namin kaya madali ko siyang naayos at nalinisan. Dun nga pala ako sa taas ng double deck natutulog.. ung kakambal ko naman dun sa ibaba.. ang daya noh? mas malaki higaan niya? nakikita niyo ba ung monkey? isa yan sa mga regalo ni Ivy nung debut namin.. cute noh??&lt;p&gt;Medyo nakakapagod din pa lang maglinis ng mag-isa.. kaya naman sa kapaguran, nakatulog na rin ako.. ~_~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110498559611761756?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110498559611761756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110498559611761756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110498559611761756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110498559611761756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/neat.html' title='neat'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110492417493527456</id><published>2005-01-05T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T19:22:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getskona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sa wakas! naalala ko na ung peborit kong scene sa Aishite Imasu 1941!!&lt;p&gt;Inya: ...I betrayed you.. I helped the guerillas..&lt;br&gt;Ichiru: I know..&lt;br&gt;Inya: You knew? Why did you not stop me?&lt;br&gt;Ichiru: I dont want you to stop loving your country.&lt;br&gt;Inya: but you betrayed your country&lt;br&gt;Ichiru: &lt;i&gt;..BUT I REMAINED FAITHFUL TO MY HEART..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;P&gt;ang sweet noh?! nga pala.. Ichiru pala name ni Manalo dun, hindi Harakiru.. nyahaha.. sowee, tao lang.. nalitu-lito kasi ako!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110492417493527456?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110492417493527456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110492417493527456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110492417493527456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110492417493527456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/getskona.html' title='getskona'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110492169158222986</id><published>2005-01-05T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T19:02:15.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was laughing really hard after trying this quiz.. ako? mamatay sa gutom?! sa takaw kong to! nyahaha.. how ironic. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074624146' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2  bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Your Suicide.. by &lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/users/tragicwaste/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Konstantine&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Your Name/Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Your Name/Username' value='KisH TickleS' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Favorite Number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Favorite Number?' value='31' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Favorite Color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;input type='text' name='Favorite Color?' value='blue' size='20'&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;Gender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;&lt;select name='Gender?'&gt;&lt;option SELECTED&gt;Female&lt;option&gt;Male&lt;option&gt;Undecided&lt;option&gt;Both&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;How will you commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;You will starve yourself to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;How many tries will it take?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;When will you commit suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;July 16, 2040&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#333333' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #FFFFFF;'&gt;What will your suicide note say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor='#DDDDAA' style='border: 1px solid black;'&gt;&lt;span style='color: #000000;'&gt;Life is Love. 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Yet suicide is swift and sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='un' value='Konstantine'&gt;&lt;input type='hidden' name='meme' value='1074624146'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;input type='submit' value='Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=2 align='center' bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font size='-1' color='#FFFFFF'&gt;&lt;a href='http://memegen.net/'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110492169158222986?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110492169158222986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110492169158222986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110492169158222986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110492169158222986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110490784433427989</id><published>2005-01-05T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:50:44.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dadbday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today is my dad's birthday and i almost forgot to greet him.. too bad he's not here with us.. kung bakit kasi sa Manaoag pa siya na-assign.. Anyway, my mom's cooking fettucini right now.. even though dad's not here, we're still gonna celebrate his birthday.. and later this afternoon, we'll be attending the mass.. &lt;p&gt;crap.. i miss my college friends.. im hoping to see them this coming friday.. i hope they miss me too. *sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110490784433427989?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110490784433427989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110490784433427989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110490784433427989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110490784433427989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/dadbday.html' title='dadbday'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110482077453392488</id><published>2005-01-04T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:28:24.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>newyear</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/fireworks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Fyrworks.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Fyrwo001.bmp"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;2005 na.. bagong taon naman.. new year's resolutions? meron ako niyan.. syempre una na sa listahan ko is to lose weight.. tinatanong pa ba yan? eh taon-taon na lang nasa listahan ko yan.. hehe.. di ko nga lang alam kung kelan mangyayari.. hahaha.. ikalawa, hmm.. ano ba? study hard.. as in HARD.. next? to drink less.. don't get me wrong, hindi ako lasinggera.. sa katunayan, tuwing may mga okasyon lang ako umiinom.. ang problema, pag-uminom ako, minsan, di ko na nakocontrol.. un lang naman.. hahaha ;)&lt;p&gt;pero kung tutuusin, importante bang magkaroon ng resolutions? kung oo, eh bakit kelangan antayin pa natin ang new year para gawin ang mga bagay na un.. di ba? wala lang.. naisip ko lang.&lt;p&gt;anong ginawa namin nung new year's eve? malamang nagpaputok.. pero may nangyari sa kin na di ko talaga malilimutan.. habang nagpapaputok ako ng lusis (take note, lusis lang ang hawak.. hindi pa nga siya considered na paputok kasi umiilaw lang siya), nung malapit na siyang mauubos, bigla na lang siyang sumabog! sobrang shock talaga ako.. di ako nakakilos kagad. akala ko naputol na ung kamay ko.. sa awa ng Diyos hindi naman. after nung incident na un, di na ulit ako humawak ng kahit anong paputok o pailaw man lang.. takot ko na lang na maulit un.. naging dakilang potograper na lang ako.. na syempre, feel na feel ko. hehe.. :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;IMG style="FLOAT: left" alt=dolly hspace=0 src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Wine.bmp"&gt;after naming magpaputok, napagtripan naming magpipinsan na uminom ng wine at mag videoke. at syempre, pataasan ng iskor.. at *ehem* (pakanta) akooo ang nagwagi! haha! nung medyo sumasakit na ung mga mata namin at gusto ng pumikit, natulog na rin kami.. mga ala tres na rin un ng madaling araw. ala dose na ng tanghali ng magasing kami kinabukasan.. pakiramdam ko, kulang pa nga un eh.. pero kinailangang bumangon kasi ipapasyal ko pa ung mga pinsan kong bulok sa mall.. mga taga bundok kasi.. nyahaha! jok jok jok! oo na, oo na, masama na naman ako. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;teka, nakalimutan kong ipakita ang litrato na ito.. guess who got caught wearing a red laced panty last new year's eve: &lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Panty.bmp"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110482077453392488?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110482077453392488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110482077453392488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110473525852964344</id><published>2005-01-03T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T14:54:18.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well</title><content type='html'>i got a new template. un lang.. hehe ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110473525852964344?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110473525852964344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/aishite_imasu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched it last night.. Great film.. sobra! *hands down* Mula sa characters, wardrobe, locations.. And the story was really wonderful.. very touching.. (Aminado ako, i cried several times while watching it.) And their acting was VERY VERY good. Everyone was so into their characters. I really liked Jay Manalo's acting. He portrayed his role very well. Same with Dennis Trillo. Ang galing niya talaga! Before, I couldn't imagine him playing a gay role, but damn, he's good in it! Now I know why he won the Best Supporting Actor award.. he really deserves it. Actually, ung love story nila Inya (Trillo) at Harakiru (Manalo) ung favorite ko dun! hahaha! :D Magaling din si Angelu De Leon, in fairness.. talagang nakakainis siya dun.. haha!&lt;p&gt;Panoorin niyo tong movie na to.. sulit pera niyo! pramis! ^_^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110473516835937910?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110473516835937910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110473516835937910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110473516835937910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110473516835937910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/wow_110473516835937910.html' title='wow'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110455320604263369</id><published>2005-01-01T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T12:20:06.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tamad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;if you noticed, i changed my background music.. hehe.. &lt;i&gt;wala lang.. feel ko lang maging SupahModel.. nyahaha! ang taas mangarap noh?! okay lang.. libre naman eh.. :D&lt;/i&gt; haha! anyway, next time &lt;i&gt;na lang ako magpopost ng mahaba-haba pati na rin ung mga pictures namin nitong new year.. tinatamad pa ako kasi kagigising ko lang.. hehe..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciao! happy new year to all! ^______^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110455320604263369?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110455320604263369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110455320604263369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110455320604263369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110455320604263369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2005/01/tamad.html' title='tamad'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110445607915930782</id><published>2004-12-31T10:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T10:38:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We got home from Manaog 11:06 pm last night.. &lt;i&gt;Grabe! ang sakit ng pwet ko! biruin mo, 6 hrs kaming nakaupo sa van!&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, &lt;i&gt;sulit naman ang byahe kasi talagang nag-enjoy kaming lahat sa isang linggong bakasyon namin.. AT marunong na rin akong mag drive!! sa wakas!! hahaha! Inaantay ko na lang na iuwi ng tatay ko ung kotse para magamit ko na dito sa amin!! yahu! finally, padrive-drive na lang ako! nyahaha! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manaoag, Pangasinan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/manaoag.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Pel, Cesoy, Manika, Jepoy&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Bleee.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Ang mga retarded.. *bow*&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/widmami.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;with our lola, Mommy Pacita&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Circle.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Clockwise: Cesoy, Jepoy, Auntie Menchu, Pel, Moi and Auntie Dudz. See how close our family is? :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;San Carlos City, Pangasinan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Tri_o.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/MnM.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Melts in your mouth.. not in your hands.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baguio City&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/ay.bmp"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Philippine Military Academy:&lt;/b&gt; "Ui.. mga kadete! Fa-fa!! nyahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/ukay2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Ek.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camp John Hay Souvenir Shop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/baguio.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Camp John Hay Golf Club:&lt;/b&gt;ang laki ng spoon nila!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=""&gt;Click here for more pictures!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110445607915930782?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110445607915930782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110445607915930782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110445607915930782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110445607915930782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/12/trip.html' title='trip'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110397063317452568</id><published>2004-12-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T09:45:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bejar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll just post some pictures today.. im really not in the mood to write right now.. we just got home from the mall and im soooo tired from all the walking we've done..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Market2.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;with my cousins Jepoy and Cesoy in Market Market&lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot4.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot2.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;vanity fair.. haha.. i was just glad last night kasi for the first time, nagmukha akong tunay na babae.. nyahaha! :D&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/poycel.bmp"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/poycel2.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;with my cousin, Jepoy a.k.a. Jopay goofing around during Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Eve.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;Auntie Menchu, Dudz, Pel and Cesoy&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'll just post more pictures as soon as we get back from Baguio.. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year guys!! Enjoy the holidays! mwuahugzz! ^_^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110397063317452568?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110397063317452568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110397063317452568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110397063317452568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110397063317452568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/12/bejar.html' title='bejar'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110371983585060005</id><published>2004-12-22T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T20:50:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;b&gt;Looking For Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;b&gt;Janet Jackson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;We're sensitive&lt;br /&gt;And we're complicated people, too&lt;br /&gt;So many people rolled into one&lt;br /&gt;We contain so much&lt;br /&gt;So much creativity&lt;br /&gt;So much energy&lt;br /&gt;So many contradictions&lt;br /&gt;So much confusion&lt;br /&gt;So much clarity&lt;br /&gt;So many moments of faith and fear&lt;br /&gt;So many different characters live within us&lt;br /&gt;All looking for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110371983585060005?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110371983585060005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110371983585060005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110371983585060005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110371983585060005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/12/kay.html' title='kay'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110360108849229771</id><published>2004-12-21T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:59:43.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dududu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im back!! Gosh! I missed writing here!&lt;i&gt; Andito nanaman ako, hindi para dramahan uli kayo.. kundi para ikwento ang mga naging&lt;/i&gt; experiences&lt;i&gt; ko at ung mga narealize ko&lt;/i&gt; while i was on.. uhum.. "vacation" :D &lt;i&gt;grabe, iba pala talaga pag&lt;/i&gt; most of your cousins are guys.. &lt;i&gt;biruin mo&lt;/i&gt;, through them, i got addicted into watching One Piece (5-5:30pm, M-F), Witch Hunter Robin (5:30-6pm, M-F), Slam Dunk (6-6:30pm, M-F) and Shaman King (9-9:30am, Sat&amp;Sun), all seen in GMA7.. &lt;i&gt;dahil din sa kanila kung bakit ako naging Kapuso.. dati kasi Kapamilya ako pero mahina ang&lt;/i&gt; reception&lt;i&gt; ng ABS-CBN sa tv nila&lt;/i&gt; so no choice but i don't have any regrets on being a Kapuso &lt;i&gt;kasi mas magaganda talaga ung mga&lt;/i&gt; shows sa 7,&lt;i&gt; mas sulit.&lt;/i&gt; also through them i've learned how to play computer and video games.. &lt;i&gt;asteeg pala! tsaka doon, natuto akong magbomba at mag-igib ng tubig (ala kasi gripo dun.. kaya ngayon, sobrang pinahahalagaan ko na ang tubig!)&lt;/i&gt; I've also learned how to cook without a stove.. &lt;i&gt;ung gumagamit ka ng panggatong.&lt;/i&gt; I also had to wake up early &lt;i&gt;kasi 5:30am pa lang, gsing na mga tao sa bahay.. alangan namang humilata pa ako dun eh nagsisimula na mga gawaing bahay.&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, like what i've said earlier, i've realized a lot of things from this vacation and here are some of them:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;i&gt;Syempre una sa lahat ito&lt;/i&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Parents aren't around forever, and you need to treasure them while they are. &lt;/b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Nakakahiya mang sabihin pero&lt;/i&gt; there were times that i've took them for granted.. and i feel really bad about it..)&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Dreaming and doing go hand in hand.&lt;/b&gt; (before &lt;i&gt;kasi, mahilig lang ako magdaydream pero wala naman ako ginagawa..haha&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;That which does not kill you will ultimately make you stronger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Think carefully before you act.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Being nice to people will get you far.&lt;/b&gt; (Im already nice, i just thought of including this so that you guys will know.. &lt;i&gt;Charing! hahaha!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Everybody doesn't have to love or even like me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;It's okay to make mistakes and that you should learn from them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;Other people are okay and i'm okay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;I don't have to control things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;I am responsible for my day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;I can handle it when things go wrong.&lt;/b&gt; (Before, i was very pessimistic. Whenever things go out of hand, i easily give up without even trying.. but now, things have changed. I try to be optimistic at all times. ;T)&lt;br&gt;*&lt;b&gt;It is important to try.&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;Grabe,&lt;/i&gt; i had to learn this the hard way..)&lt;br&gt;*And lastly,&lt;b&gt;I CAN CHANGE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ofcourse, &lt;i&gt;di mawawala ang mga pictures.. hahaha!&lt;/i&gt; But there are only a few of them.. I didn't bring any camera &lt;i&gt;kasi&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/babykingmod.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;my cute lil cousin, Francis King Lomuntad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/tm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/awww.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;awwww.. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/nining.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is Ana Mae Joy a.k.a. Nining.. i consider her my baby and i call her Siops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh by the way, i decided to cut my hair while i was there. I already got tired of having a very long hair. &lt;i&gt;kakangawit pag tinatali ko.. hehehe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/meh3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110360108849229771?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110360108849229771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110360108849229771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110360108849229771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110360108849229771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/12/dududu.html' title='dududu'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110025737290317065</id><published>2004-11-12T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T19:48:09.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i'll be leaving na tomorrow.. :(&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Duds_Cel.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &gt;&gt;with my aunt, Duds..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110025737290317065?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110025737290317065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110025737290317065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110025737290317065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110025737290317065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-110006710566556125</id><published>2004-11-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T14:12:23.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan ko na..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im confused.. im hurt.. what's next??&lt;p&gt;these past few days have been the hardest times of my life so far.. &lt;i&gt;maraming bagay ang gumugulo sa akin.. pero di ko makayang harapin..&lt;p&gt; oo.. natatakot ako.. natatakot akong baka mali rin lang ang gawin ko.. ako nanaman ang masisisi..&lt;/i&gt; i know i've made a lot of mistakes before.. and im trying my best to move on and to change for the better.. &lt;i&gt;at tulad nga ng sabi ni Kris Aquino "kung patuloy niyong isasampal sa akin lahat ng pagakamali ko, paano ako babangon??" (oo corny, but that's what i feel).. sana naman, hayaan niyo akong bumawi dahil hindi madali ang pinagdadaanan ko.. kung sa tingin niyo, ikinatutuwa ko ang mga nangyayari sa akin, mali kayo.. maling mali..&lt;/i&gt; i may look like im happy and satisfied.. but im not.. i may smile a lot and joke all the time but it doesn't mean i don't have any problems at all.. i just don't want people to know how weak i really am..&lt;i&gt; ayoko kasi ng drama.. pag nakita ka kasing malungkot o naramdaman nilang may pinoproblema ka, tatanungin ka nila, ipapakwento kung ano nangyari.. ayoko ng ganun..&lt;/i&gt; i'm the type of person &lt;i&gt;na &lt;/i&gt;as much as possible,&lt;i&gt; itago ko na lang sa sarili ko ung mga problema ko&lt;/i&gt;.. it's hard for me to ask for help..&lt;i&gt; hindi ko alam kung nahihiya ako o sadyang mataas lang talaga&lt;/i&gt; pride ko.. &lt;i&gt;siguro nga, ganun na nga un..&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i don't have any regrets or whatsoever.. i truly believe that everything do happens for a reason..&lt;i&gt; alam ko na may rason ang Diyos kung bakit ganito ang nangyayari sa akin ngayon.. alam ko rin na darating ang panahon at maliliwanagan rin ang utak ko.. pati na rin ang mga tao sa paligid ko.. at alam ko rin na balang araw, maiintindihan niyo rin ako..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;i won't be able to post entries in the next few weeks.. &lt;i&gt;pupuntahan ako sa isang lugar na inaasahan kong dun ko matatagpuan ang matagal ko ng inaasam-asam.. &lt;/i&gt; peace of mind.&lt;p&gt;ciao! im gonna miss this.. *sniff*&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-110006710566556125?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/110006710566556125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=110006710566556125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110006710566556125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/110006710566556125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/ewan-ko-na.html' title='ewan ko na..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109989080878406934</id><published>2004-11-08T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T14:35:50.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nakakausap ko na uli si Abel!! actually, thru &lt;/i&gt;friendster&lt;i&gt; lang&lt;/i&gt; ^_^ hmm.. you must be wondering who Abel is coz obviously, &lt;i&gt;ngayon ko lang siya nabanggit sa&lt;/i&gt; blog &lt;i&gt;ko.. hehe.. hmm.. pano ko ba sisimulan?? ganito kasi un,&lt;/i&gt; i met Abel when i was still in high school.&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; nakalaban ko siya sa&lt;/i&gt; Division Meet&lt;i&gt; ng &lt;/i&gt;badminton..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; oo, tama kayo.. babae po siya.. alam niyo na.. tibash.. pero kung pagmamasdan mo siya kumilos, pati pisikal niyang kaanyuan, iisipin mo talaga, lalaki siya.. isang makisig at&lt;/i&gt; cute &lt;i&gt;na lalaki.. hahaha.. (ano ba un?!)  so ayun na nga.. sobrang humanga talaga ko sa galing niya maglaro lalo na nung kami na ung magkalaban.. (opo, tinalo niya po ako nun.. hahaha).. ang ganda-ganda pa ng buhok niya nun.. haay.. naalala ko tuloy nung nanghiram siya sa kin ng suklay.. parang ayoko ng mawala sa paningin ko ung suklay pagkatapos niya gamitin.. &lt;/i&gt;(obsessed&lt;i&gt; ba kamo? haha.. d naman.. ganun talaga pag humahanga ka.. nyahaha) haha.. ano daw?? natitibash na daw ako?? haha.. hindi noh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;tapos nito nga lang,&lt;/i&gt; Division Meet&lt;i&gt; uli.. syempre di na ko kasali dun.. haha.. malamang graduate na ako..&lt;/i&gt; anyway, &lt;i&gt;ung dalawa kong&lt;/i&gt; friends from MakSci &lt;i&gt;kasali, at nakilala rin nila dun si Abel.. so ayun, nagkaalaman tuloy na &lt;/i&gt;all three of us find her really cute.. ;)&lt;i&gt; tapos thru them, nalaman ko ung email addy niya&lt;/i&gt; so i decided to add her on my friend's list.. :)&lt;i&gt; haay.. sana makalaro ko uli siya.. malamang, talo nanaman ako dun pero ayos lang, gusto ko lang  din naman na makita kung ano na itsura niya ngayon.. kung&lt;/i&gt; cute&lt;i&gt; pa rin ba siya o di na.. o so ayun na un.. haha.. ano ba tong mga pinagsasabi ko dito.. halatang bagot na bagot na ko.. sige.. maya na lang uli..&lt;/i&gt; ciao!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109989080878406934?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109989080878406934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109989080878406934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109989080878406934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109989080878406934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/abel.html' title='abel'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109983032733956273</id><published>2004-11-07T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T14:12:44.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mommy, mommy, i feel hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sama ng pakiramdam ko.. magkakasakit ata ako.. kasi naman, 3 araw na akong nauulanan.. tapos sobrang napagod pa ko nung sabado nung mag&lt;/i&gt;badminton&lt;i&gt; ako.. wawa naman ako..&lt;/i&gt; :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109983032733956273?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109983032733956273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109983032733956273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109983032733956273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109983032733956273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/mommy-mommy-i-feel-hot.html' title='mommy, mommy, i feel hot'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109980279935826865</id><published>2004-11-07T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T14:40:46.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o ayan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nagbago nanaman ako ng&lt;/i&gt; template..&lt;i&gt; ang hirap kasi ayusin nung nauna kong ginamit.. sa wakas, makakakain na rin ako.. kanina pa kasi akong umaga dito sa &lt;/i&gt;computer.. &lt;i&gt;buti na lang, nagpuntang La Union sila mama at papa.. walang makakapigil sa kin sa paggamit ng&lt;/i&gt; internet... :D &lt;i&gt;cge, kain muna ko, kumakalam na talaga sikmura ko.. &lt;/i&gt; ciao..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109980279935826865?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109980279935826865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109980279935826865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109980279935826865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109980279935826865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/o-ayan.html' title='o ayan..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109974500061714981</id><published>2004-11-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T20:45:07.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ye bebe, ye!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i got a new template.. haha! &lt;i&gt;di ko pa natatapos ayusin pero pramis,&lt;/i&gt; next time &lt;i&gt;tatapusin ko na to.. andito na kasi sila papa.. baka mapagalitan na naman ako sa kakababad dito &lt;/i&gt;internet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;honga pala, i won't be studying this semester.. pucha.. nahuli ako sa enrolment sa Global at UMAK.. balak ko pa man ding magshift ng&lt;/i&gt; nursing.. &lt;i&gt;nung miyerkules ko pa pinaglalamayan tong nangyari sa kin.. pero balak ko magtrabaho muna.. ayoko namang maging pabigat ito sa bahay.. nakapag-&lt;/i&gt;submit &lt;i&gt;na ko sa Chowking ng bio-data para maging kahera.. inaantay ko na lang ung tawag nila para sa&lt;/i&gt; interview..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;haay.. panibagong mundo nanaman tong papasukan ko.. dito, kelangan pakisamahan mo ung mga taong inuutos-utusan mo lang noon para punasan ung kakainan mong lamesa o di kaya kumuha ng&lt;/i&gt; table napkins, &lt;i&gt;tatawagin mo na ring "Ma'am" o di kaya "Sir" ung mga kumakain doon, kelangan mong magpapakumbaba parati kasi&lt;/i&gt; "The customer is always right." &lt;i&gt;pucha.. iniisip ko pa lang parang di ko na kakayanin! pero hindi.. hindi ako susuko.. kakayanin ko ang bawat hamon ng isang pagiging kahera.. yak.. ano ba tong pinagsasasabi ko?! ah basta, un na un.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;sige, bukas na lang ulit..&lt;/i&gt; ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109974500061714981?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109974500061714981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109974500061714981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109974500061714981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109974500061714981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/ye-bebe-ye.html' title='ye bebe, ye!!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109938347444244414</id><published>2004-11-02T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T09:53:58.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 18th Birthday</title><content type='html'>Here are the pictures from our debut:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/FelCel1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/dancefloor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/CamWhores1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/DiscoTrain.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Disco18.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imagezs.com/member/album.php?u_id=1994Xjb7i"&gt;Click here for more pictures!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy viewing them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109938347444244414?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109938347444244414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109938347444244414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109938347444244414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109938347444244414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/11/our-18th-birthday.html' title='Our 18th Birthday'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109918885655918839</id><published>2004-10-31T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T12:51:50.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me and my sister!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;shocks.. im finally 18! no more curfews.. i can finally watch x rated films.. date any guys i want to without having to worry about my strict 'rents.. make &lt;em&gt;telebabad&lt;/em&gt; any time.. drink alcoholic beverages.. go on bar hoping.. go out of town with friends.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yeah right&lt;/strong&gt;.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as if &lt;em&gt;namang pwede na talaga.. &lt;/em&gt;:T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i dunno if i should be happy now that im 18.. hmm.. im actually scared.. being 18 means lots of responsibilities.. and i dunno if i could handle all those responsibilities.. &lt;em&gt;ni hindi pa nga nagma-&lt;/em&gt;mature &lt;em&gt;isip ko eh!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;im still nervous about our party later.. &lt;em&gt;mejo &lt;/em&gt;bad trip &lt;em&gt;kasi di na makakapunta ung mga &lt;/em&gt;friends&lt;em&gt; ko &lt;/em&gt;from LB.. :( &lt;em&gt;tsaka bukas.. di ko na &lt;/em&gt;birthday.. &lt;em&gt;ala nang gi-&lt;/em&gt;greet &lt;em&gt;sa akin&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;hindi na lahat ng&lt;/em&gt; attention &lt;em&gt;nasa akin&lt;/em&gt;.. attention-whore &lt;em&gt;pa naman ako&lt;/em&gt;.. nyahaha.. joke &lt;em&gt;lang&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;em&gt;di naman mashado..&lt;/em&gt; hehehe :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mejo nainis ako kanina.. pano ba naman,&lt;/em&gt; as soon as i got up this morning at 6:05 AM, &lt;em&gt;inutusan kagad ako ng&lt;/em&gt; mom &lt;em&gt;ko na linisan ung mga balde, ipasok ung mga hinugasan, at punasan ung mga bintana!&lt;/em&gt; worse, &lt;em&gt;di pa niya ko gini-&lt;/em&gt;greet &lt;em&gt;nun!&lt;/em&gt; feeling &lt;em&gt;ko tuloy,&lt;/em&gt; ordinary day &lt;em&gt;lang ngayon.. hmp!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after naming maglinis ng &lt;/em&gt;house, &lt;em&gt;pumunta kami&lt;/em&gt; church to attend the first mass.. then we headed to The Fort and we had breakfast at Jollibee.. supposed to be &lt;em&gt;sa&lt;/em&gt; Pancake House coz favorite &lt;em&gt;namin un&lt;/em&gt; when it comes to eating breakfast (their pancakes are super yummy!!) &lt;em&gt;kaya lang, marami ng tao.. &lt;/em&gt;so no choice &lt;em&gt;kami.. eh ayaw naman namin ng&lt;/em&gt; Chowking (&lt;em&gt;ung mga&lt;/em&gt; breakfast meals &lt;em&gt;kasi nila, lasang-lasa mo ung&lt;/em&gt; preservatives.. &lt;em&gt;lasang gamot&lt;/em&gt;.. eww! yucky &lt;em&gt;talaga!&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i got a gift &lt;em&gt;nga pala&lt;/em&gt; from Tita Liza Agpalo (my mom's closest friend and mistah).. she gave us two huge teddy bears!! it was so CUTE!! my sister got a pink one.. mine was white with a blue ribbon tied unto its neck. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;my dad said my cousins will be coming here from La Union to attend our party.. i didn't really care when he said that.. im not really close to any of them or to any of my dad's relatives for that matter.. so.. im not really looking forward to their coming.. :-/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;i better get back to cleaning our room already.. before my mom catches me on the computer for the nth time today.. hehe.. i'll just post pictures of our party probably next week.. ciao-ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109918885655918839?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109918885655918839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109918885655918839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109918885655918839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109918885655918839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/happy-birthday-to-me-and-my-sister.html' title='Happy Birthday to me and my sister!!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109914008318446694</id><published>2004-10-30T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T20:41:23.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>f*ck.. im sooo tired..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i just got home from Market! Market!.. *sigh* i didn't know preparing for a dinner/dance party (mind you, &lt;em&gt;di pa to engrandeng&lt;/em&gt; debut) would be such a hassle.. bad trip &lt;em&gt;ung mga inivite mong pa-importante.. ngayon lang magko-&lt;/em&gt;confirm..&lt;em&gt; o kaya naman ngayon lang sasabihin na di sila makapunta.. syet.. mga ungas! p*cha! kainis! kitang bukas na ung&lt;/em&gt; party.. &lt;em&gt;putek talaga oo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i still have one problem: I STILL DON'T HAVE STILLETOS!! what the hell am i gonna wear tomorrow?! slippers?! hmm.. &lt;em&gt;pwede rin&lt;/em&gt;.. hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109914008318446694?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109914008318446694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109914008318446694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109914008318446694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109914008318446694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/fck-im-sooo-tired.html' title='f*ck.. im sooo tired..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109912085502326921</id><published>2004-10-30T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T15:25:38.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im bored..</title><content type='html'>hmm.. &lt;em&gt;post na nga lang ko pictures..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/rencel.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/Celren.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/072104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/wutd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;em&gt;nag&lt;/em&gt;date&lt;em&gt; kami ni Karene&lt;/em&gt;.. hahaha.. &lt;em&gt;mukha kaming ewan&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CRUSHES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/brent_javier.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Baby, Brent Javier.. *sigh* hahaha.. tama daw bang angkinin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/chad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Sweetie, Chad Michael Murray.. *blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/photo_paul_walker.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Hunnie, Paul Walker.. damn.. he is soOoOo HOT! *yummy* hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109912085502326921?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109912085502326921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109912085502326921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109912085502326921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109912085502326921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-bored.html' title='im bored..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109911250305689315</id><published>2004-10-30T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T13:01:43.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he lied!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i cried when my first boyfriend sang me this song.. i thought he was being sincere.. but then he lied!! he didn't even fight for me when his parents wanted me out of his f*cking life.. that loser!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything I Do (I Do It For You)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes - you will see&lt;br /&gt;What you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;Search your heart - search your soul&lt;br /&gt;And when you find me there you'll search no more&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;br /&gt;Look into my heart - you will find&lt;br /&gt;There's nothin' there to hide&lt;br /&gt;Take me as I am - take my life&lt;br /&gt;I would give it all I would sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it there's nothin' I want more&lt;br /&gt;Ya know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;br /&gt;There's no love - like your love&lt;br /&gt;And no other - could give more love&lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere - unless you're there&lt;br /&gt;All the time - all the way&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for &lt;br /&gt;I can't help it there's nothin' I want more&lt;br /&gt;I would fight for you - I'd lie for you&lt;br /&gt;Walk the wire for you - Ya I'd die for you&lt;br /&gt;Ya know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109911250305689315?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109911250305689315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109911250305689315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109911250305689315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109911250305689315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/he-lied.html' title='he lied!!!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109911170177978405</id><published>2004-10-30T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T12:48:21.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magpakasenti daw ba..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;right now im listening to The Bangles.. "Eternal Flame" reminds me of my past love.. haha.. yuck. sometimes, reminiscing about my past relatonships makes me mad at myself.. realizing how mean i was to those guys.. &lt;em&gt;tsk tsk.. &lt;/em&gt;haha! &lt;em&gt;kaya siguro kinakarma na ko ngayon! &lt;/em&gt;they should know that i didn't mean to hurt them.. i just don't wanna be the one left crying at the end..  &lt;em&gt;basta..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;geez.. i should stop being sentimental.. i should be happy coz tomorrow is MY day.. i mean.. OUR day.. i forgot, i have a twin.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;f*ck.. okay now they're playing "Tell Me".. two of my exes dedicated this to me after i broke up with them.. can you believe this? the radio's torturing me before my birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*sniff* *sniff*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109911170177978405?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109911170177978405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109911170177978405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109911170177978405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109911170177978405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/magpakasenti-daw-ba.html' title='magpakasenti daw ba..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109905118125153892</id><published>2004-10-29T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T20:51:59.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala lang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i really thought Abhey is cute in this picture.. that's why i decided to post it here.. hehe.. im so proud of her.. &lt;em&gt;talagang nagdadalaga na siya!! &lt;/em&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/widbhey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;one of our most recent pictures.. i think this was taken last summer.. haha.. &lt;em&gt;recent na un ha! &lt;/em&gt;anyway, it was so hot that day, my friends and i decided to hang out at the playground.. &lt;em&gt;ang kulit talaga ni &lt;/em&gt;Rula!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/swing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;center&gt;clockwise: Abhey, Angie, Joy, Rulz, Me, Pihay&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109905118125153892?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109905118125153892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109905118125153892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109905118125153892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109905118125153892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/wala-lang.html' title='wala lang..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109887537505026273</id><published>2004-10-27T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T13:32:52.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cake.. check. guest book.. check.</title><content type='html'>i just got home from Glorietta.. my feet hurts!! Anyway, we've already ordered the cake and we've also bought a guest book. My sister and i had a hard time choosing the cake.. she wanted a cake from Art Cake but it was so0o0o expensive (but way much prettier than the ones from Red Ribbons..). But still, we ended up buying the cake from Red Ribbons coz we ain't have enough money.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109887537505026273?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109887537505026273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109887537505026273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109887537505026273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109887537505026273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/cake-check-guest-book-check.html' title='cake.. check. guest book.. check.'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109883937743226819</id><published>2004-10-27T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T09:09:37.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sh*t.. i'm gonna die</title><content type='html'>time's running out.. and i still haven't got a clue if i would be able to enroll next semester.. WAAAAHH!! my life's a crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109883937743226819?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109883937743226819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109883937743226819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109883937743226819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109883937743226819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/sht-im-gonna-die.html' title='sh*t.. i&apos;m gonna die'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109878608639734232</id><published>2004-10-26T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:21:26.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooppsyy..</title><content type='html'>i forgot to tell you my great news!!! We're using MY DSL already!! woohoo!! yahoo, yahoo!! err.. actually, it's just temporary.. hehe.. we've only decided to try the 8-day trial of MY DSL.. we're still using PLDT Vibe.. &lt;em&gt;ang mahal ng &lt;/em&gt;DSL &lt;em&gt;ha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109878608639734232?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109878608639734232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109878608639734232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109878608639734232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109878608639734232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/ooppsyy.html' title='ooppsyy..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109878239596346668</id><published>2004-10-26T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T17:19:55.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days to go</title><content type='html'>it's only 4 days before that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dreaded&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; day.. haha.. just kiddin.. but honestly, i &lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt; kinda nervous about our halloween costume party.. i feel like everything would be a disaster.. or maybe it's just one of those birthday jitters.. yah know?&lt;p&gt;well anyway, i just finished watching Shark's Tale.. and i loved it!! Lenee (im not sure if it's spelled that way) is so0o0o cute! Hmmm.. I'm thinking of being a fish one day.. but on the other hand, life at the bottom of the sea ain't that perfect.. sharks &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; eat fishes.. and i'm &lt;strong&gt;SCARED&lt;/strong&gt; of sharks.. so maybe i'll pass.. hehe. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ooopss.. i just heard my tummy growling.. hmm.. am i hungry or is nature calling me.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?? darn it.. i'll be back later.. i can't hold it any longer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109878239596346668?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109878239596346668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109878239596346668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109878239596346668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109878239596346668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/4-more-days-to-go.html' title='4 more days to go'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109791734326936736</id><published>2004-10-16T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T19:02:09.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lapit na bday ko!! woohoooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;it's been a week since i last logged on to the internet.. it sucks when you don't have an access to the internet any time you want to.. as you've all noticed, my blog still looks like crap.. i dunno when i can fix it.. hopefully this sembreak &lt;em&gt;na&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, we still have 2 weeks to prepare for our birthday celebration.. it's a halloween costume party but still i haven't got any costume! &lt;em&gt;wala pa rin kaming matinong&lt;/em&gt; program!! &lt;strong&gt;waaahhh!!&lt;/strong&gt; hassle&lt;em&gt; nman&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;good thing we have lots of friends who offered to help.. actually they seem more excited than us!! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i gotta go.. still have to take a shower.. i went straight here after playing badminton.. i smell like shit already.. ta-tah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109791734326936736?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109791734326936736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109791734326936736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109791734326936736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109791734326936736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/lapit-na-bday-ko-woohoooo.html' title='lapit na bday ko!! woohoooo!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109729530091819235</id><published>2004-10-09T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:14:18.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still haven't fixed my blog..</title><content type='html'>this sucks!! i can't fix my blog.. that f*ckin server!! if only somebody would help me.. &lt;p&gt;anyway, today's my mom's badminton tournament.. actually after this, i'd go straight to the gym to watch and to cheer for her. she called me &lt;i&gt;kanina&lt;/i&gt; and told me that they already won one game (she's playing doubles with Tita Lisa).. i really hope their team would win..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;geeez.. i gotta go.. their game might have started already.. ciao&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109729530091819235?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109729530091819235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109729530091819235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109729530091819235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109729530091819235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/still-havent-fixed-my-blog.html' title='still haven&apos;t fixed my blog..'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109697417251922973</id><published>2004-10-05T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:15:12.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days later...</title><content type='html'>im a little disappointed right now.. actually im REALLY REALLY disppointed.. first, there's still no internet at home.. i dunno what's wrong with it.. second, my mom made me watch the store all afternoon!! GAWD!! it was sooooo &lt;b&gt;BORING&lt;/b&gt;!!! i almost fell asleep &lt;i&gt;kanina&lt;/i&gt;.. thank God the television was invented.. or else i'd die of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STILL CAN'T FIX MY BLOG!! it's not that i don't know how, (mind you, i studied CMSC2 and we've created websites before) it's just that it'll take long for me to fix and improve it.. and i don't have much money to pay for the internet fee here (it costs P30 per hour!!).. i guess i'll just have to wait for the internet back home to get fixed.. *sigh* life is full of crap.. but still i'm loving it.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109697417251922973?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109697417251922973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109697417251922973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109697417251922973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109697417251922973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/4-days-later.html' title='4 days later...'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109663398140456682</id><published>2004-10-01T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T18:15:54.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waaah! </title><content type='html'>i can't fix my blog!! the last time i edited it, it looked okay.. in fact i liked it.. but now, everything's messed up!! &lt;i&gt;bakit?! o bakit?!&lt;/i&gt; it has been three days since i last used the net.. &lt;i&gt;pano ba naman, ung lecheng internet sa bahay eh di nag-wo&lt;/i&gt;work&lt;i&gt;.. ewan ko ha.. pero kami lang ang walang net..&lt;/i&gt; i dunno who to blame.. pldt vibe&lt;i&gt; ba o ung linya namin..&lt;/i&gt; to those who visits my blog, sorry&lt;i&gt; ha.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;im at an internet shop right now and im not comfortable editing my blog coz this guy sitting next to me keeps looking at my screen!&lt;i&gt;hay naku!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;eto muna.. saka na lang pag-ayos na net sa&lt;/i&gt; house.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109663398140456682?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109663398140456682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109663398140456682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109663398140456682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109663398140456682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/10/waaah.html' title='waaah! '/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109635933438009387</id><published>2004-09-28T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:34:51.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have to lose weight... FAST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I'm having a terrible headache right now.. and i can also hear my tummy growling.. you see, i've decided to start my diet today. i didn't eat lunch.. well okay i did have some tuna.. and bread.. but that's all i ate! i swear! i really need to lose weight.. im sick and tired of people telling me how fat i am.. especially my parents. They keep on pushing me to go on a diet.. they even bought me this "Milkshake Diet" where you only have to drink a milkshare plus supplements.. well, they do have some cookies to go with it but they taste like junk.. i swear they do! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another reason is.. MY CLOTHES DON'T FIT ANYMORE!! especially my pants! Which is really a big deal for me coz i hate shopping for pants! You see, whenever i spot a great pair of jeans and try them on, only to find out that it doesn't fit and i have to ask the saleslady for a bigger size, it really embarrasses me!! &lt;i&gt; lalo na pag&lt;/i&gt; salesman &lt;i&gt;noh.. sobrang dyahe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So last night, i've been doing alot of thinking.. and i've decided that i will not eat starting today.. (today doesn't really count does it?) till my 18th bday! I know this is not good but it's the only way that i can lose my fats FAST! &lt;i&gt;Sana nga makayanan ko to!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109635933438009387?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109635933438009387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109635933438009387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109635933438009387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109635933438009387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-have-to-lose-weight-fast.html' title='i have to lose weight... FAST!!'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109626200195930249</id><published>2004-09-27T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:19:28.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>i was very upset when i woke up this morning! our room was a mess! the laptop was on the floor, notebooks and papers scattered on the table and there were strands of hair everywhere! but then i remembered, i was the one who made all these mess.. hahahaha! sheesh.. my memory is starting to fail me.. i noticed lately that i have been very &lt;i&gt;makakalimutin&lt;/i&gt;.. maybe this is a sign that im getting older.. a sign telling me that i'll be 18 soon and that i have to be mature already coz im about to face the world of womanhood.. &lt;i&gt;nyak&lt;/i&gt;! so dramatic of me.. hahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there was no food on the table so that means i have to eat oatmeal again.. &lt;i&gt;nananawa na nga ako&lt;/i&gt;.. but i don't have any choice.. :T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breakfast (more of a lunch actually coz it was already 11 i think), i decided to finish the invitations.. no, not for my debut but for my grandma.. she will be the Hermana Mayor this year.. and she asked me.. us, i mean, to make some invitations for the Feast of the Holy Rosary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm.. i dont have anything else to say.. except that im already done with the invites.. haha! another success! okay so.. i guess this is it for now.. hopefully i could use the internet again later.. (considering that it's already my sister's turn to use it..) ta-tah! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109626200195930249?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109626200195930249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109626200195930249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109626200195930249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109626200195930249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/09/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8480245.post-109620590345614918</id><published>2004-09-26T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T16:21:50.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping.. ~_~</title><content type='html'>Today has been a really tiring day for me.. My sister and i decided to go shopping.. First stop was at a bazaar at the NBC Tent, The Fort. There were a lot of people, most of them are very sosyal and "espokenen dollar".. don't get me wrong, i dont have anything against them.. it just irritates me when they act superior to the other shoppers.. They look at you as if they're saying "you can't afford that" or "eeww.. it looks so cheap on you". haay! Anyway, I decided to buy some earrings and necklace at a jewelry stall owned by Tita Rose (a neighbor). haha! i got some discounts!! wohhoo! When my feet started to hurt coz of walking, I asked my sister if we could leave already, but she was busy checking out some cute tops! After she bought a shirt that says &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Careless in the past.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (as if she was), i managed to drag her out of there. When I thought we were already heading home, she told me she still wanted to go to Market! Market! At first i was hesitant but then i remembered the cute top i saw in Bayo.. *sigh* so off we went.. When we got there, it was jam-packed with people! I almost couldn't breathe.. (okay, okay, i was exaggerating..) Anyway, there were girls wearing "dasters" and skimpy clothes as if they were pick-up girls (maybe they are.. i really don't know).. They were also some guys who have this "jologs" attire! I kept thinking "My God.. what happened here?!" Market! Market! has turned into Guadalupe Mall!! &lt;i&gt;Ginawa na nilang kadugtong ng bahay nila ang&lt;/i&gt; Market! Market!.. &lt;i&gt;abay.. sosyal.. gawing tambayan daw ba ang&lt;/i&gt; mall?! Anyway, we weren't able to buy anything.. like what i said earlier... &lt;i&gt;sobrang daming tao&lt;/i&gt;! and besides, &lt;i&gt;nawalan na ko ng gana..&lt;/i&gt; :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8480245-109620590345614918?l=bluetickles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/feeds/109620590345614918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8480245&amp;postID=109620590345614918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109620590345614918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8480245/posts/default/109620590345614918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bluetickles.blogspot.com/2004/09/shopping.html' title='shopping.. ~_~'/><author><name>KisH TickleS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12728568814222062639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v448/marifel/hot5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
