<?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-9766842</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:06:01.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>scripts of my life...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-115016319511166948</id><published>2006-06-13T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:46:35.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:b6Kzrv_OlyC34M:pdl.warnerbros.com/thewb/downloads/desktops/anf_ashley/onetreehill/OTH_2005/cast/OTH_wallpaper_cast_800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:t55xbrTEKy5aGM:pub.tv2.no/multimedia/na/archive/00188/One_tree_hill_Sophi_188359m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:PFTFRmKmKOiwXM:allstarz.org/users/onetreehill/Media/Wallpaper/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:iVj75RpH6tSBLM:www.bloxer.de/upload/serien/one-tree-hill/lucas-scott.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:W6R5BMx-gXFsrM:onetreehillonline.com/gallery/sbush/1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:omuKthW983rNGM:www.freemypeople.com/blog/images/smallville.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:88L21xDFghGUwM:www.wallpaperbase.com/wallpapers/movie/smallville/smallville_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:cF0JQOMz-QFgLM:cheebaproductions.com/portraits.page/smallville.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:r2qXbYeKmQglhM:www.geocities.com/space_balls1/images/KristinKreuk11Large.jpeg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:LtmRNTjwWgLeHM:www.thekryptonian.com/images/bios/smallville/clark.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. wala kasi akong magawa. eh ang tagal ng pasukan eh! bukas pa.. haha. =P puro nood nalang nagagawa ko dito! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-115016319511166948?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/115016319511166948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=115016319511166948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/115016319511166948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/115016319511166948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/wala-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114974914748855496</id><published>2006-06-08T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T23:45:47.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dharma..</title><content type='html'>Boredom is killing me. I can't take this much longer. I envy Anding and Abi, they already have classes going on. But since I'm left with nothing to do but eat and sleep everyday, I guess I have to deal with it 'til school starts. In fact, &lt;I&gt;puro sound3p na nga lang nagagawa ko sa buhay ko eh, maliban nalang sa pagtetelepono. haii..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pag-agos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Updharmadown&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sa aking pagkubli&lt;br /&gt;hampas ng araw pagdamdam ng gabi&lt;br /&gt;tulog ang iyong mga kamay&lt;br /&gt;di nako makapag antay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;isang umaga muling aahon&lt;br /&gt;at sisikat sa mga panahon&lt;br /&gt;na tayong pang dalawa &lt;br /&gt;masayang pagsasama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buong araw ng pag-agos&lt;br /&gt;kailan ang huling unos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;di alam kung tatakbo&lt;br /&gt;kusang lalayo sayo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isang umaga muli ng pag-iisa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;walang mayakap at makasama&lt;br /&gt;pusong pilit na sinugatan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;landas kong karaniwan&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Close to the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mojofly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt being there&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt the sunshine on your hair&lt;br /&gt;have you been under your skin&lt;br /&gt;have you ever found the beauty from within &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like an unfamiliar song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you can hum with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;but you'll never find the words&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and i don't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;without you again&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;feeling so close to the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever thought of nothing else&lt;br /&gt;as i wake up each day until the mornin' i lay my head on my bed&lt;br /&gt;and as i close my eyes and cling to my pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;though you're miles away i still wait for the day the would never come&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like an unfamiliar song&lt;br /&gt;you can hum with all your heart&lt;br /&gt;but you'll never find the words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;without you again&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;feeling so close to the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stars are bound to die&lt;br /&gt;it all makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;i can't take the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i don't want to see you go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;without you again&lt;br /&gt;and i don't wanna wake up&lt;br /&gt;feeling &lt;b&gt;so close to the end&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Direction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Slapshock&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your own advice &lt;br /&gt;Im falling far behind &lt;br /&gt;You need to tell me now &lt;br /&gt;If im pushing you away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suffer with your dust &lt;br /&gt;Im burnin all your trust &lt;br /&gt;I can’t believe it’s true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That i need you here to stay&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need your attention &lt;br /&gt;Point me to the right direction &lt;br /&gt;I’ve made my decision &lt;br /&gt;Point me to the right direction &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I’m reading all your lies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I pretend to be alright &lt;br /&gt;But it kills me down inside&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need to move away &lt;br /&gt;From the broken endless day &lt;br /&gt;When time is runnin out &lt;br /&gt;Can you help me once again&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So here i am &lt;br /&gt;To my last stand &lt;br /&gt;I’m tired to fall &lt;br /&gt;I’m tired to crawl &lt;br /&gt;It’s my goodbye &lt;br /&gt;To one and all &lt;br /&gt;Just like before &lt;br /&gt;Away from you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;So Sick&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;-Ne-yo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm mmm yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do do do-do&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta change my answering machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now that I'm alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz right now it says that we&lt;br /&gt;Can't come to the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I know it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;Cuz you walked out the door&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it's ridiculous)&lt;br /&gt;It's been months&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason I just&lt;br /&gt;(can't get over us)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm stronger then this&lt;br /&gt;(enough is enough)&lt;br /&gt;No more walkin round&lt;br /&gt;With my head down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm so over being blue&lt;br /&gt;Cryin over you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fix that calender I have&lt;br /&gt;That's marked July 15th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because since there's no more you&lt;br /&gt;There's no more anniversary&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;And your memory&lt;br /&gt;And how every song reminds me&lt;br /&gt;Of what used to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Leave me alone)&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;(Stupid love songs)&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me think about her smile&lt;br /&gt;Or having my first child&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;Turning off the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;(why can't I turn off the radio?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;So tired of tears&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;(why can't I turn off the radio?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishin you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;(why can't I turn off the radio?)&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bizarre love triangle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Frente&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time I think of you&lt;br /&gt;I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its no problem of mine but its a problem I find&lt;br /&gt;Living a life that I cant leave behind&lt;br /&gt;Theres no sense in telling me&lt;br /&gt;The wisdom of a fool wont set you free&lt;br /&gt;But thats the way that it goes&lt;br /&gt;And its what nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;And every day my confusion grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for that final moment&lt;br /&gt;Youll say the words that I cant say&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel fine and I feel good&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I never should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whenever I get this way, I just dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Why cant we be ourselves like we were yesterday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure what this could mean&lt;br /&gt;I dont think youre what you seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I do admit to myself&lt;br /&gt;That if I hurt someone else&lt;br /&gt;Then we'd never see just what were meant to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you falling&lt;br /&gt;I get down on my knees and pray&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for that final moment&lt;br /&gt;Youll say the words that I cant say&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ang baduy ko.. haha! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114974914748855496?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114974914748855496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114974914748855496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114974914748855496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114974914748855496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/dharma.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Dharma..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114950388172437631</id><published>2006-06-05T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T03:47:22.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't know a thing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="12"&gt;I'm the&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="pink"&gt;G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="violet"&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="yellow"&gt;R&lt;/font&gt;L&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt; of your&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;DREAMS&lt;/font&gt;...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;Masquerading as your&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;BESTFRIEND&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114950388172437631?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114950388172437631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114950388172437631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114950388172437631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114950388172437631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-dont-know-thing.html' title='&lt;b&gt;You don&apos;t know a thing..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114941123646990092</id><published>2006-06-04T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T01:53:56.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting game</title><content type='html'>Yey! At long last, nakapag-blog na ulet ako. Tapos na po ang &lt;b&gt;UPGRADE&lt;/b&gt; namen &amp; ang saya-saya! haha =P. Dami namin naging friends dun.. Ayon, tapos andami pang kakulitan! haha. (Go Ate Jo =D). May parang celebration na nangyari after nung mock exam, pero actually celebration pala talaga siya. haha. Ang wierd kasi ng utak ko ngayon eh. Ayon, tapos pumunta din kami nila Mama sa &lt;I&gt;Mall of Asia&lt;/i&gt; and ang ganda niya talaga sa gabi. Yung malaking globe dun nagiging violet sa gabi, tapos ang ganda nung fountains sa gabi tapos may fireworks sila pag 8:00 na ng gabi kaya suggest ko kung balak niyo pumunta, punta kayo nag mga 3 pm kasi sobrang laki niya kaya aabutin talaga kayo ng gabi tapos maabutan niyo na yung fireworks. Tapos yung mga tao na nanood sa IMAX na-stranded sa loob. Na-lock yung pinto kaya kinakalabog na nila yung glass door dun. Tapos ang dami naming kinain. Tapos gusto ko sana mag-ice skate kaso hindi ako marunong, roller blades lang, pero feeling ko parehas lang sila pero ganoon eh. haha. may pics ako nun UPGRADE pero yung sa mall of asia tinatamad na akong i-post kaya dumayo na lamang po kayo dun and see for yourself. Ganda promise, kaso sana may parang autovehicle sila dun kasi nakakapagod lumakad. Ngayon ko lang nalaman na yung pinagtatayuan pala ng &lt;I&gt;Mall of Asia&lt;/i&gt; dating ocean yun, tinambakan lang ng lupa. Tapos ayun, kaya pala malawak yung Mall kasi bawal magtayo ng mataas na building kasi hindi masyadong maganda yung pundasyon nung lupa. Haha. As in ngayon ko lang nalaman talga yung mga ganong bagay. Sorry. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto na yung pics! yipee!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy2ofImage16.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Go ate R.a. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy2ofImage13.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Wierd mo myk.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage20.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Go Teaher Lems, hehe. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage19.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ganda ng Lola ko noh? =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage18.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ang batang nakatira sa dalawang bahay.. hehe. Hi rj.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kulet talga.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Uy! Tangkad mo na brad!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage14.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;OOHhh/.. Who's this? haha. Go Osep!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tangkad ko na din! haha =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nagugutom nanaman ako. haha. byebye na!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114941123646990092?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114941123646990092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114941123646990092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114941123646990092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114941123646990092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/06/waiting-game.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Waiting game&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114897360402523676</id><published>2006-05-30T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:20:04.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye to you</title><content type='html'>Aun, eto yung post ko kahapong dapat kaso masyado akong napagod kaya hindi ko na-post. So ayun, galing kami nila Mark, Ate r.a and marami pang iba kaya humabol nalang kami sa despedida ni jillion kasi alis na siya ngayong 30. &lt;I&gt;Aww.. bye ramones. Ingat sa barko. hehe.&lt;/i&gt; So nag-bowling and nagpa-studio pic kami kaso wala kaming scanner para ma-post ko yung pics kaya next time nalang. Ayun, andaming kasama dun kahapon. &lt;I&gt;Ako, Osan, Cheska, Ate r.a, Mark, Myk, Jethro, Kuya Lems, Kuya Osep, Kuya Merill, Wiley, Jec, Pito, ang xempre si Jillion.&lt;/i&gt; eto na yung pics::&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/bowlingarena.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Osanmua.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Okad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Muajil2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Muajil.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/markcheskamuajil.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/cheskamua.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Ater.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro naman kilala niyo na yang mga yan. Parati ko silang napo-post dito sa blog ko. haha. geh, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114897360402523676?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114897360402523676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114897360402523676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114897360402523676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114897360402523676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbye-to-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;goodbye to you&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114880881324690174</id><published>2006-05-28T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T02:52:26.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to eat... yey!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, we went to SM to buy all the remaining school supplies that my brother ought to buy last week. Then we went to eat at &lt;I&gt;Icebergs&lt;/i&gt;, and guess what? I ate one gigantic &lt;I&gt;halo-halo&lt;/i&gt; and a pasta and still ate one strawberry ice cream! yipee! *yumyum*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy6ofImage.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; *Yummy!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*delicious pasta..*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. But when it's time to go home, we noticed that all the houses along our barangay were using candle light. And yes, &lt;I&gt;brown-out nanaman..&lt;/i&gt; Oh, I forgot, we also ate at &lt;I&gt;Hap Chan&lt;/i&gt; for dinner. &lt;I&gt;Na-stuck kasi kame sa may national sa congressional kasi wala kaming payong eh nasa kabila yung car namen..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also ate a bunch but unfortunately, my cellphone's already dead by the time I thought of taking a picture of all the food that we ate. huhu. I stayed up until 2 am then my Dad told me to sleep or else I won't be able to go to church. &lt;b&gt;Jillion&lt;/b&gt; will be leaving on the 30th so we'll be having our despedida for him tomorrow afternoon. Aww.. buy &lt;I&gt;ramones..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/krizsafilephotostitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something I worked on.. I love our faces.. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114880881324690174?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114880881324690174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114880881324690174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114880881324690174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114880881324690174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-to-eat-yey.html' title='&lt;b&gt;I love to eat... yey!!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114864110330382017</id><published>2006-05-26T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T03:58:23.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you open up your eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"It's gonna take some time to realize.. But if you look inside you're sure to find."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from our review class and I feel so exhausted. We had an exam regarding goeometry and some other stuff 'bout mathematics - my least favorite subject. But despite of all the difficulties behind numbers, I still need to learn. Math is a major part of our daily lives. I can't just take the entrance examinations without knowing these things. I think my head is about to burst. Kidding =). &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/marky_marky"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt; kept on bugging me about my outfit. I can't find any pants anywhere! I used all of them and our &lt;I&gt;labandera&lt;/i&gt; is nowhere to be found. Mom said that she'd only wash our clothes every monday so I just have to wait until that time comes. haha =). I was actually wearing a skirt and I don't know why he kept on bugging me. Nice one bestfriend. =) &lt;b&gt;Ate Mitch&lt;/b&gt; also teased me for wearing a skirt because she always see me wearing my denims. &lt;I&gt;Bakla daw ako ngayon.. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rj&lt;/b&gt; showed me ___'s picture and I was happy for some reason. I don't know the reason why I suddenly felt this wierd feeling and then a smile on my face was then painted. He played basketball with &lt;b&gt;Ej&lt;/b&gt; and the other members of youth@111. I remember some time between 4:15 o 4:30, we had this conversation:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Siya (together with Ej): Uwi na kayo?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: 'Di pa eh. Nood pa kami ng laro dito maya-maya. kaw?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Saan? Sino-sino?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Dyan sa may court sa parking lot. Sila Jillion, sila kuya Matt. (as if naman kilala niya yun..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: O? palaro muna habang wala pa. May bola ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: tanong mo kay manong guard.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: (nagtanong na tapos naglaro)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sama ka? kain kame ni Mark.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Saan?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: cs&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: Country Style? kayo nalang.. laro pa ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ah ok. (so nag take-out na kame ni mark ng food)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: (After niya maglaro) Uwi nako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Sa may likod ng sm?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siya: oo. sa road 20. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ah okei.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Tapos aun.. may kwento pa ko.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Ako: Mark, wag ka muna uwi wala akong kasama.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Eh.. ano oras ka ba susunduin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Mga 5:30 pa eh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: andito naman ako krizsa eh.. diba? *wink*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (okey so ang baduy talaga ni tim) umaus ka jan..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: sige pag sinundo ka na chaka nako papasundo. wala nakong resources eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: sabi na bibigay ka din eh =).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: alam mo krizsa, kung sinabayan mo na ba siya nung wednesday edi sana siya yung kasama mo kumain sa &lt;b&gt;el pollo loco&lt;/b&gt; at hindi ang artista na katulad ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: sinong artista? chaka hello?! nakakahiya..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: Aba.. mayaman ka na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Mark, tignan mo may gwapo na naglalaro.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: alin jan, yung katabi ni Justin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: oo, yung naka-blue na maputi na gwapo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: E panu na si _______?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: madami ako crush. haha. paghanga lang yun noh. gwapo eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: so mayaman ka na, gumaganyan ka na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: anu nama niya?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: 'di ko alam eh. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: (after ilang mins. tinawag nila kuya matt yung name niya) Mark, alam ko na yung name niya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: ha?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manong guard: naku.. hindi ko na makakain yang bigas ko. kaw talaga. pag niluto yan iba na lasa, upuan mo ba naman eh. =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: e bakit si Mark kanina nakaupo dito di niyo inaasar.. daya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Roger: hala..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: o anu na, anu na yung name?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ______..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark: as in.. parang polin?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako: oo tanggaling mo lang yung _ at _.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. What a wierd day. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114864110330382017?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114864110330382017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114864110330382017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114864110330382017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114864110330382017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-you-open-up-your-eyes_26.html' title='&lt;b&gt;If you open up your eyes&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114854796810169751</id><published>2006-05-25T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T02:06:08.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in this world there's real and make believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"That thing, that moment when you kiss someone everything around you becomes hazy and the only thing in focus is you and this person. And you realize that that person is the only person that you're supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. &lt;b&gt;And for one moment, you get this amazing gift and you wanna laugh and you wanna cry cause you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that it will go away all at the same time&lt;/b&gt;." ~ Never Been Kissed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everybody's information, this post has nothing to do with kissing. Just thought of posting it for the sake of not breaking down on my knees, again. Something bad happened yesterday and never in my life have I thought of sharing this tortured emotions to anybody but I did. And'm glad I did. And I am very thankful for having my undisputed bestfriend, &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/marky_marky"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt;. I know it's hard for you to give a word of advise for something that you haven't experienced yet. I really appreciate all of your efforts. Thanks for being there to comfort me. It felt really good. &lt;I&gt;Ekshooshmee..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I finally got the rest that I've been wanting to have since last week. I woke up at 12 in the afternoon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow'a another day and I can't believe we only have less than a month to spend our summer vacation. I can't even call this my summer vacation because of my schedule. Byebye. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114854796810169751?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114854796810169751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114854796810169751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114854796810169751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114854796810169751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/in-this-world-theres-real-and-make.html' title='&lt;b&gt;in this world there&apos;s real and make believe&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114848514036804737</id><published>2006-05-24T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:47:28.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As long as we have each other..</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I finally managed to fix things up with my good friend &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt;. haha =). Got the pics. Yipee!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/bLuiShkiD261.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; My sistahs in crime =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy2ofImage02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;b&gt;Dana&lt;/b&gt; playing with &lt;b&gt;Mark's&lt;/b&gt; wierd hat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy2ofImage08.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;I&gt;Mga 'inspiration' ko.. yuck baduy niyo brad!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy2ofImage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;I&gt;Kala mo naman hindi siya vain.. haha. Go &lt;b&gt;Myk&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy4ofImage06.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;I&gt;Ekshoooshmee!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;myk&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;moi&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;kuya andrei&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;osan&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;cheska&lt;/b&gt; after fellowship.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image19.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image23.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Go &lt;b&gt;Ate Joy&lt;/b&gt;! hehe. kyutee!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all but I've become too lazy to post all of the pics. Just imagine me without rest. It has been 6 straight days.. I really need to rest but I can't, know why? &lt;I&gt;Kasi I still have one more kwento to blog. haha =D.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;May bago na kong friend. haha. gwapo. sobra. hehe. dapat nga kasabay ko pauwi yun kanina eh. haha. Si bespwend kasi kuletski eh. haha. grabe likot. Magdrawing daw ba ng yinyang sa paper ko. wierd. haha. So aun.. wala na daw yung scratch sa face ko. Wala na nga kasi nwala na rin yung peklat. Si krystal kasi kinalmot ako eh. haha. Okay, so mababasa toh ng aking Lola na si &lt;b&gt;Ate Ai&lt;/b&gt; kaya lagot nanaman ako. haha. joke lang lola. hehe. Aun.. byebye. balak ko kasing magblog-hop. byebye! sabihin niyo lang sa cbox ko kung gusto niyo pumunta ko sa site niyo! hehe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114848514036804737?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114848514036804737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114848514036804737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114848514036804737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114848514036804737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/as-long-as-we-have-each-ot_114848514036804737.html' title='&lt;b&gt;As long as we have each other..&lt;b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114830576636681033</id><published>2006-05-22T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T06:49:26.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Melancholic..</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Sad, depressed, feeling blue, unglued, unhooked, feeling flabby.. but not unhallowed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what to feel or what to say about the things coming my way. Yes, I am so glad that everything's fine with me and with everyone else and my family except for the fact that we just had a fight regarding such unreasonable things. I feel so blessed to have them in my life - all of them. Ate Ai (gg, just kidding =P), Ate Karen, Ate Joy, Osan, Cheska, Anding, Abi, Renel, Jairah, Rose, Jem, Kuya Andrei, Myk, Mark, Jed, Dana, Kuya Matt, Tim (baduy mo brad!), Zj, Riel, Josh, Jillion, Ate Jot, Kuya Do and everyone else! You know who you are =). I can't thank all of you enough for making my life so wonderful and interesting to the point that I can't ask for more than to have all of you backing me up. Okay, I know I'm getting a little emotional and dramatic here, so please bear with me, guys. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts .. and I don't even know why I'm hurting this way. I know that I should be careful with what I write here because some people might read this and may even misinterpret things but I really don't care at this point. I just need to release my emotions. This is a personal matter, not a Church or Family or even a friendship matter. I didn't know it could make me feel this way. But if you look on the brighter side, there are still a lot of things waiting for me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll recap all the past events that had happened tomorrow, but for now, I need to have some time alone. And maybe someone to talk to. I hate it when I ran out of allwance, I have nothing to spend when I need load! hahahaha. =) No, seriously. Catch ya' later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114830576636681033?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114830576636681033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114830576636681033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114830576636681033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114830576636681033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/melancholic.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Melancholic..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114794429352027675</id><published>2006-05-18T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T02:25:18.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Telephone</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"A sweet beginning but a bitter ending .."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so where do I start? Oh, our telephone just went missing its dialtone, meaning, it's a total wreck. I hate that stupid telephone. Not having to blog about the most prescious days of my life just because our telephone is not working and we didn't even know why, even the PLDT operator didn't know what the main problem is! crap. It really did bug me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaty, the Upgrade summer review class started last wednesday. It's not half bad =). With &lt;b&gt;Ate Ai&lt;/b&gt; and all the other crew who taught us different subjects were amazing, and entertaining. haha. There are, I think, 36 students who are currently attending the Upgrade class and that includes me. With &lt;b&gt;Mark&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Abi&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;Myk&lt;/b&gt; in the class, I'm loving the class more and more. hehe. [oohh ... RJ.] haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, we already bought our school shoes and we are about to buy our school supplies tomorrow. I'm starting to learn how to keep my mouth shut whenever my parents scold me for not doing this and for not doing that and for not answering their calls and for being clumsy and for not coming home early. =P My bad. I thought that maybe if I just shut my mouth and try to ignore all the painful words that they're throwing at me, then maybe I can just say sorry after they finish yelling at me. haha. It really worked! It felt great. Having to say sorry for your own mistakes. This is the first time that I thought of not spitting out my own opinions about this and that, instead, just wait them finish and say sorry. My mom just kissed my forehead and said, "It's okay. Just come home early next time, okay babe?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, have I said enough? hehe. Tomorrow's another day. We will have our next session tomorrow. Byebye...... (Actually, I'm just hungry).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114794429352027675?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114794429352027675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114794429352027675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114794429352027675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114794429352027675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/stupid-telephone.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Stupid Telephone&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114716993443203934</id><published>2006-05-09T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T03:18:54.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love me =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Dahilan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barbie Almalbis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko na ang pangalan mo, pati address at telepono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa daming kwentong umiikot, alam ko na rin ang ayaw mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ngunit lahat nang ito ay walang kahulugan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kung di rin lang ikaw ang matagpuan/katapusan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang pag-ibig ko ay walang saysay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung 'di rin lang ikaw ang dahilan...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaalala ko ang dati, magkasama hanggang hating gabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di bale na kung ano ang sabihin nila, habang buhay magkabati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binabasa kita, malapit nang magkita, sinusuri ko ang mga letra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing .. I just got something in mind. I love the song. I hate its video. It is kind of wierd. haha :P. Just got a message from &lt;a href= "http://undefined-v2.blogspot.com"&gt;andrea&lt;/a&gt; saying that we're assigned to do some kind of thinggy for something. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a major problem, I am not able to play my guitar anymore due to my long nails. I have no choice but to cut it. huhu u_u. Okay, got to go. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114716993443203934?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114716993443203934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114716993443203934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114716993443203934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114716993443203934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-love-me.html' title='&lt;b&gt;I love me =)&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114716990127589658</id><published>2006-05-09T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T03:18:21.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Dahilan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Barbie Almalbis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam ko na ang pangalan mo, pati address at telepono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa daming kwentong umiikot, alam ko na rin ang ayaw mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ngunit lahat nang ito ay walang kahulugan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kung di rin lang ikaw ang matagpuan/katapusan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang pag-ibig ko ay walang saysay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung 'di rin lang ikaw ang dahilan...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaalala ko ang dati, magkasama hanggang hating gabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di bale na kung ano ang sabihin nila, habang buhay magkabati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binabasa kita, malapit nang magkita, sinusuri ko ang mga letra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, nothing .. I just got something in mind. I love the song. I hate its video. It is kind of wierd. haha :P. Just got a message from &lt;a href= "http://undefined-v2.blogspot.com"&gt;andrea&lt;/a&gt; saying that we're assigned to do some kind of thinggy for something. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a major problem, I am not able to play my guitar anymore due to my long nails. I have no choice but to cut it. huhu u_u. Okay, got to go. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114716990127589658?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114716990127589658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114716990127589658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114716990127589658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114716990127589658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/dahilan-barbie-almalbis-alam-ko-na-ang.html' title='&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114707084170432750</id><published>2006-05-08T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T23:47:21.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's her hair and her eyes today...</title><content type='html'>While I was staring at our bookshelves, I saw a lot of wonderful books that I could read that can serve as my pass-time. Most of the books were really meant for Christian Education and for the World Missions' Course. And then there were the ones that my Mom used to read, mostly for women. That's when I saw the book that really caught my eye - &lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;In the presence of My Enemies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; My mom used to read this book, and suddenly I thought, &lt;I&gt;If mom used to be interested in this book, then maybe I, too, can read this interesting book.&lt;/i&gt; Then I started reading the book on Friday morning when we went to my mother's office because &lt;b&gt;Tita Rhoda&lt;/b&gt; would have her &lt;I&gt;despedida&lt;/i&gt; at 7 in the evening and there's no one who can pick us up at our house at the said time. So we, me and my brother keanu, decided to spend the day at my mother's office.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at &lt;b&gt;Nanay&lt;/b&gt;'s place on about 7:30 and all my "remaining" cousins are already there waiting for us. Not too long ago, &lt;b&gt;Tito Calvin&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Tita Roselle&lt;/b&gt;, together with their children &lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Cherie&lt;/b&gt; left for Australlia. And also not too long ago, &lt;b&gt;Tito Rommel&lt;/b&gt; left for Kuwait and soon his family, &lt;b&gt;Tita Teenah&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Louis&lt;/b&gt;, will be joining him there. Luckily, I still have my best-cousin to stay here in &lt;I&gt;Pinas&lt;/i&gt; with us. haha =P. But they live in Malolos, Bulacan so I only see her whenever there is an occassion. Aww... how sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Chara, the one I was telling you about, asked me if I want to come see one of the resorts in Malolos - &lt;I&gt;Club Royale.&lt;/i&gt; She also said that since my dad did not allow me to join our youth camp, we might as well swim than to do nothing at all and get stuck here at manila. I definitely said yes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went swimming that saturday. I also got pics but photobucket is currently not working properly so maybe I'll just post them some other time around. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sun-burned. It really hurts. I can barely touch my shoulders. &lt;I&gt;Ang hapdi kaya ..&lt;/i&gt; My mom scolded me for not using sunblock. I'm sorry, but I got so excited that I forgot to apply that sticky lotion on my skin. haha =D.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, have to go, my dad told me to go ask &lt;b&gt;Ate Karen&lt;/b&gt; about the &lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;Upgrade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; review lessons for entrance exams. Got to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114707084170432750?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114707084170432750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114707084170432750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114707084170432750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114707084170432750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/its-her-hair-and-her-eyes-today.html' title='&lt;b&gt;It&apos;s her hair and her eyes today...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114673587234541435</id><published>2006-05-04T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T02:44:32.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Living Water ...</title><content type='html'>I got a new CoC, we're named according to &lt;b&gt;John 4:14&lt;/b&gt;, which is &lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;"but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Ate Karen's the one to lead our CoC. I'm so happy to have her as our Sheperd. Yipee! =) She's a wonderful &lt;I&gt;Ate&lt;/i&gt; to us, not to mention his beauty and brains. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is already the month of May and school days are fast approaching. Wow, time is really fast, I can't believe I am now a fourth year student. But wait, there's more (yuck, I sound like all those face products that they show on TV), I still haven't decided what course I should take. I'm thinking of taking up Psychology but I may not enjoy studying it. I am not a career-oriented person. If I take up Music, what will be my shelf-life? What job/s are there when I graduate Music? Ohhh.. so hard. I can't think of anything until now. I have to decide, and fast, because there are still entrance exams to worry about. I know what school I want to go to, and UP is not one of my choices. haha =). I'm scared that I may fail. I'm not that smart to pass the test in UP. I know I have to try it first to know the results, but I'm too scared to even take the risk. My parents can't make me. Lord, I need your help on this one.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that doing the same routine everyday makes me all sluggish. I just wake up at 8 in the morning to watch &lt;I&gt;Yakitate Japan&lt;/i&gt; then eat my breakfast at 8:30. After breakfast, it's time for my quiet time. At 10:00, I usually take a bath and at 11, I just watch &lt;I&gt;Animax&lt;/i&gt; while eating my lunch. And the rest of the day would be my sleeping and eating time, not to mention my time playing Battle Realms and my time on the net. Sometimes I get to bug my Mom at his work, I call her time after time just to say 'hi' =P. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something before summer ends! Help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114673587234541435?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114673587234541435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114673587234541435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114673587234541435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114673587234541435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/living-water.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Living Water ...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-114665138132439731</id><published>2006-05-03T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T03:16:21.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Jesus, take the wheel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was driving last Friday on her way to Cincinnati &lt;br /&gt;On a snow white Christmas Eve &lt;br /&gt;Going home to see her Mama and her Daddy with the baby in the backseat &lt;br /&gt;Fifty miles to go and she was running low on faith and gasoline &lt;br /&gt;It been a long hard year &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She had a lot on her mind and she didn't pay attention &lt;br /&gt;She was going way to fast&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Before she knew it she was spinning on a thin black sheet of glass &lt;br /&gt;She saw both their lives flash before her eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She didn't even have time to cry&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;She was sooo scared &lt;br /&gt;She threw her hands up in the air &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus take the wheel &lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands &lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this all on my own &lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go &lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance &lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on &lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was still getting colder when she made it to the shoulder &lt;br /&gt;And the car came to a stop &lt;br /&gt;She cried when she saw that baby in the backseat sleeping like a rock &lt;br /&gt;And for the first time in a long time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She bowed her head to pray &lt;br /&gt;She said I'm sorry for the way &lt;br /&gt;I've been living my life &lt;br /&gt;I know I've got to change&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So from now on tonight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus take the wheel &lt;br /&gt;Take it from my hands &lt;br /&gt;Cause I can't do this all my own &lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go &lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance &lt;br /&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Jesus take the wheel &lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm letting go &lt;br /&gt;So give me one more chance &lt;br /&gt;Save me from this road I'm on &lt;br /&gt;From this road I'm on &lt;br /&gt;Jesus take the wheel &lt;br /&gt;Oh, take it, take it from me &lt;br /&gt;Oh, why, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was about to turn the television off, I came across this song which made me realize a lot of things =). It's great to have Jesus in control of your life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally managed to put back all the torn pages of my life. Who would've thought that things would really be back to normal again. So now, I am now back into blogging, esp. now that it's summer and my parents didn't allow me to join the youth summer camp. Awww.. all of them are enjying right now. But what can I do, I have to obey them or else I will just be scolded. Better luck next time for me =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-114665138132439731?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/114665138132439731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=114665138132439731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114665138132439731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/114665138132439731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/05/jesus-take-wheel-carrie-underwood-she.html' title=''/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113851979083911912</id><published>2006-01-29T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T23:29:50.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>malupet na entry ngaung January..</title><content type='html'>Haii buhaii... n_n' ba't kaya may mga taong sadyang napaka-insecure? Wierd.. but true. Nangengealam ng hindi naman dapat pakealaman. grabeh.. Aus lang yan, pare. Masaya naman buhay eh! haha! Nakakatawa lang yung mga ganun. naglalagay ng kulay sa buhay ng mga people. hihihi. Anyway, kwento na ko ulet ng mga nangyari today (yuck, jologs ng salita)..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-Sunday School kame nila &lt;b&gt;Osan&lt;/b&gt;.. Aun. Dami kong nakalimutan ngayong araw na 'toh..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Contact Lense ko&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pin button ni &lt;b&gt;Myk&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Soul Calibur III ni &lt;b&gt;Osan&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aion.. walang masyadong nanyari. =) ay! oo nga pala! may nalaman din ako.. hahaha =) ang cute cute!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geh, gagawa na ko ng project! hah! byebyebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113851979083911912?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113851979083911912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113851979083911912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113851979083911912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113851979083911912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/malupet-na-entry-ngaung-january.html' title='&lt;b&gt;malupet na entry ngaung January..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113840699519856846</id><published>2006-01-28T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T16:09:55.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the odds are against you..</title><content type='html'>Some people will always be there to pull you down when they notice that you're going all the way up. I did blog about the people that made me cry. They were also the ones who turned their back on me after all the things that I've done for their sake. But now, they have nothing to do with my own business and yet, they still make it their business, too. Rusty and Rhea are one of the couples whom I am very close to. They usually argue with something and end up fighting. Both of them would call me and say their stories. I will then analyze the situtation and then Wha-la!! Their back to normal again. But yesterday was different. They can't take each other anymore. Though I know na napakababa ng pinag-awayan nila. Rhea decided to break up with Rusty. They both cried in front of me. I tried to do something but I can't. Rhea left. Rusty was with me...crying. Before they talked, Rusty told me to accompany him while he talks this thing out with rhea. And so I did. After the fight, they broke up. For real. And this is what hurts me ::&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;me: *comforting Rusty* Ayos lang yan. sus.. kaw pa? kaya mo yan chiong..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rusty: *still crying -- yung tipong humihikbi na*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(may lumapit at nagsabing..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?: wag mo muna kasi kausapin, umiiyak na nga eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: fine. *tumayo at nakipagusap nlang sa barkada*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(may isa nanamang kups na lumapit at sinabing ..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??: kasi naman eh. kung hindi na sana pinakausap ng ibang tao jan, di sana hindi iiyak si rusty. *nang-iirap effect*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *bad3p. kasi si rusty naman nagsabi na gusto nya kausapin si rhea, sumunod lang ako.*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat: chut, pabayaan mo sila. hindi naman kasi nila alam yung buong kwento eh. *parinig effect*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: pat, labas muna tau sa corridor. babagsak na kasi luha ko eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pat: joy! tisha! ekang! alam na!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: *okay, so umiyak na talaga ko. kasi ako nanaman sinisisi nila, so wala akong magagawa kasi hindi lang ako yung ginaganito nila. pati mga ibang tao.*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joy: chut, epal talaga yung mga yun. wala silang alam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so in short, nanghina nanaman ako. I know I'm physically strong, but emotionally weak. Hindi ko napipigilan umuiyak sa mga bagay na binabato sakin ng mga tao na hindi naman totoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero iniyak ko lang yun, tapos wala na. I think God is just testing me. Kung hanggang saan ko kakayanin lahat ng mga odds na mae-encounter ko. And so I pray.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my 'unfinished' gown nung wednesday. Mejo maluwag siya kaya aayusin pa ng mananahi =). hehe. Lapit na prom.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog again tomorrow, we have to finish our group project so I'm going to my classmate's house. byebye.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113840699519856846?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113840699519856846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113840699519856846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113840699519856846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113840699519856846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-odds-are-against-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;When the odds are against you..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113780809445701666</id><published>2006-01-21T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T17:48:14.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Much have been said..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's our card-giving day, and guess what, my grades went up. Hindi na ko palpak sa Chemistry, which is good, kasi kahit papano natuwa parents ko. When Ms. Orchid posted the names for the 'best list' I was shocked to see my name there. Kasi niloloko pa niya ko na bagsakan daw grades ko. Best in English and Best in CL. Not to mention the special honors to be presented in our JS prom night. They voted for me as the best writer. Kung di lang siguro ko secretary ng class namen, hindi ako yan. haha. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masarap yung feeling.. but then again. I didn't make it to the top ten. This is what my adviser told me before the PTC, &lt;I&gt;"Krizsa, sayang, nasa 11 kana sa rankings niyo. May Top ka ba dati? Sana pala sinabi mo saken."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na kong magagawa. Anjan na eh. Upon knowing this, I know  I have to do something. Matagal na 'tong sinasabi saken ng nanay ko. haii.. may bf ako. Yun ang isang napakalaking pagkakamali na ginawa ko. And yes, I broke up with him yesterday. Mas importante para saken yung grades ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my mom told me when she knew about me having a boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"Nak, hindi po kita pipigilan makipag-bf, kasi nanggaling din ako sa ganyang stage, but you have to know the risks. Ikaw ang bahala sa mga desisyon mo, andito lang kami ni papa para i-guide ka. Pero kung ako sau, hindi muna ko magb-bf. You have to learn for yourself, malaki ka na."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother was right. Dahil sa love-love na yan, nahulog ako sa top. Hindi ko yun tanggap. Mas tanggap ko pa na mawala yung guy saken kesa yung grades ko anf mawala. Sa tanang buhay ko, ngayon lang ako nawala sa top. I've learned my lessons well. Studies muna. But that doen't mean na loveless ako ngayong valentine's. hihihi. Lapit na Prom. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that God planned all this. For me to learn my lesson.. the hard way. He was with me all the time. Guiding my every step.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"..And now that you're near, everything is different. Everything's so different, Lord. I know I'm not the same, my life has changed. I wanna be with you. I wanna be with you."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"Hold me in Your arms, never let me go. I wanna spend Eternity with you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Star over again.. but this time, I'm going to do it right.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113780809445701666?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113780809445701666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113780809445701666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113780809445701666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113780809445701666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/much-have-been-said.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Much have been said..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113746357877674966</id><published>2006-01-17T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:06:54.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born for MORE...</title><content type='html'>I asked my parents if I could take a day off from school, and they said 'yes, you really should'. I don't feel well and yet i'm blogging. I feel ill, literally. Masama na nga pakiamdam ko nung Sunday pa, and yet, there are still people who make things worse. May mga people na kala mo sila yung kakosa mo, but no. Bebenta ka pa nila. I realized na kahit pala mga lalaki, marunong din magin tupperware. I feel bad. After all my sacrifices. Para lang matulungan sila sa schoolwork, tapos biglang, boom! Pero kung sino pa yung mga taong tinake for granted mo, sila pa yung nandyan para sayo. Wala lang. share ko lang. But I still hope na hindi masira ng tuluyan yung respect ko for them. Bad3p lang kasi nagmaga mata ko kakaiyak. haii.. Lam ko hindi ako bibigyan ni God ng ganitong challenge sa life kung hindi ko kaya. I have faith in Him. This is just a test. I know I can't please everyone. And that's the reason why i'm trying my best to catch up with their expectations. No one's perfect. Everybody knows that. Hirap lang talaga kasi ginagawa ko naman lahat eh. Lalo na para pumasa sila. hehe. Ayos lang yan. Pero happy na rin ako kasi napaka dami pala ng mga taong nandyan para sakin, hindi ko lang pala sila nakikita. Ang bulag ko grabe. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I forgot to blog about cheska's birthday blast. Saya grabe. I also got pics.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Copy1ofImage11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang bongga nung birthday ni Cheska, may live band pa. hehe. Sila &lt;b&gt;Pito&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Myk&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Joshua M.&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Justin&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image04.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abi&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image0801.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga huli sa heart attack. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image09.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;b&gt;pito&lt;/b&gt;. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Image12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakas tama 'tong dalawang toh eh. pinagt3pan ako. haha. bad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113746357877674966?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113746357877674966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113746357877674966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113746357877674966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113746357877674966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/born-for-more.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Born for MORE...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113619535714327149</id><published>2006-01-02T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:56:52.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the way we ride, in our private lives..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Una&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sponge cola&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muli namang umihip sa akin&lt;br /&gt;ang hangin ng pagiisa&lt;br /&gt;liwanag kang dagling sumilaw&lt;br /&gt;sa aking mga mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;linilingon, sinusundan&lt;br /&gt;dumadalas ang minsan&lt;br /&gt;ika'y naryan, abot tanaw&lt;br /&gt;kahit walang dahilan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maiiwasan ba&lt;br /&gt;ang bawat sandaling ika'y laman ng isip ko&lt;br /&gt;(maiiwasan bang)&lt;br /&gt;ngayo'y lilipas ng hindi kita nasisilayan&lt;br /&gt;(magkamali sa'yo)&lt;br /&gt;nararapat bang pigilan ang damdamin na&lt;br /&gt;(maiiwasan bang)&lt;br /&gt;lalong mahulog sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang maitutulad sa sumpang iyong linikha&lt;br /&gt;putulin man ang tali ay sadyang walang kawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa pagkaakit, at di paglapit&lt;br /&gt;nananalangin, at umaasang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maiiwasan ba&lt;br /&gt;ang bawat sandaling ika'y laman ng isip ko&lt;br /&gt;(maiiwasan bang)&lt;br /&gt;ngayo'y lilipas ng hindi kita nasisilayan&lt;br /&gt;(magkamali sa'yo)&lt;br /&gt;nararapat bang pigilan ang damdamin na&lt;br /&gt;(maiiwasan bang)&lt;br /&gt;lalong mahulog sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi padadala&lt;br /&gt;hinding hindi padadala&lt;br /&gt;hindi padadala&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May kwento ko.. &lt;I&gt;yuck&lt;/i&gt;, parang ako yung gumawa ng kwento. hehe n_n nakuha ko lang 2h somewhere. haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chinie&lt;/b&gt; is a typical college girl who lives life to the fullest. She loves her boygfriend so much and texts him every now and then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JM&lt;/b&gt; is Chinie's boyfriend who works in a call center in Ortigas. He's always busy doing so many things. He only manages to reply to Chinie when he got off from work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time JM recieved a message from Chinie:&lt;br /&gt;"Hi baby! Musta n po? miss n&lt;br /&gt;kita! Twag k pagdating u po&lt;br /&gt;ng hauz ha! Yngatz! Lovu!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JM ignored the message because he always receives the same message whenever it's time for him to go home from work.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby ko, miss na kita!&lt;br /&gt;Kumain knb? Yngatz k po&lt;br /&gt;pauwi mo ha?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby san k n po? Daya&lt;br /&gt;naman hindi ka ngrereply.&lt;br /&gt;Well, basta antay ko n lng&lt;br /&gt;call mo! Lovu!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JM reaches home and lays on his bed. The last thing he remembered was that he was reading Chinie's text. He was so tired he fell asleep instanly, and wasn't able to call Chinie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can still hear his phone beeping but was too tired to even take a glimpse of the messages.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he woke up the next say, he remembered thathe needed to call Chinie. He ignored the messages and dialled Chinie's landline. No one answered.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called up her phone and he was surprised to hearher father's voice onn the line. In his voice you can feel his tears and his heart tearing apart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"JM bakit ngayon ka lang tumawag? Kanina ka pa hinihintay ni Chinie."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad sorry po, nakatulog ako sa sobrang pagod. Tumawag pi ako sa bahay, pero walang sumasagot. Asan po kayo para makapunta ako."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Antayin mo na lang kami sa bahay."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JM went to Chinie's house and much to his surprise hesaw a lot of people inside. The house was bright but you can see the gloom on every person you'll meet there.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JM can't look at who's on the coffin. He can't move and it feels like his whole body's stuck on the chair his sitting on.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to cry but it seems like something is keeping his tears from falling down. He turned to his phone and read Chinie's messages.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby antayin ko n lng twag mo. D n ko ssama kina Dad."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Baby nttakot ako parang may tao s baba ng bahay, pls tumawag k n ngayon."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"BABY ASA TAAS NA CLA. PPTAYIN NILA KO PLS 2MWAG K N"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"BABY ASAN K N I NID U NOW PLS AND2 N CLA"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"BABY I LOVE YOU"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to shout and cry so loud. It's true that Chinie was waiting for his call. Up to her last breath she only thought about him.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stared at Chinie in the coffin. Suddenly tears started flowing down his cheeks. He can't say anything. The only words he uttered...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Baby i'm sorry. I could have known. I could have fought for you. I'm really sorry. I love you so much..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113619535714327149?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113619535714327149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113619535714327149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113619535714327149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113619535714327149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/way-we-ride-in-our-private-lives.html' title='&lt;b&gt;the way we ride, in our private lives..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113610110911978561</id><published>2006-01-01T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:38:32.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2006!</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;As long as we have &lt;b&gt;memories&lt;/b&gt;, yesterday remains. As long as we havo &lt;b&gt;hope&lt;/b&gt;, tomorrow awaits. As long as we have &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;, today is beautiful.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year to all!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a very long time since I last updated this blogsite. A lot of things had happened, and I am totally grateful to have such people to pull me up during my downfall. I never have to experience the feeling of lonliness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I &lt;b&gt;changed&lt;/b&gt; a lot. And thid year of 2006, I &lt;b&gt;will change&lt;/b&gt; for the better.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that someone.. someone close to me taught me a very important lesson in life. &lt;I&gt;You don't need show off your pride to everybody for you to let them know that you are to be looked up to and respected. You just have to stand firm in the ground and be yourself. Be contented.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I totally forgot. &lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Cheska!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;excited na po ako sa celebration mo!..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people will be there, right?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, you're 14! yey! I thank God for giving you another year of life. n_n&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Mark, malapit ka na po...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;..Sundan mo.. ang paghimig na lulan na aking pinagtatanto. Sundan mo.. Ang paghimig ko..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113610110911978561?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113610110911978561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113610110911978561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113610110911978561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113610110911978561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-2006.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Happy 2006!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113307454559484466</id><published>2005-11-26T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T22:55:45.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Intramurals.. n_n</title><content type='html'>We just had our intramurals last week and yes, we &lt;b&gt;won&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;Juniors beat Seniors.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; First time in St. James College's &lt;b&gt;history&lt;/b&gt;. We were all overwhelmed when we heard the that the &lt;I&gt;Seniors&lt;/i&gt; were just 1st runner-ups! Never could've imagined the looks on our faces. Thinking all the advantages that awaits us -- &lt;b&gt;No compiled homework. No math novel. No project in Computer. +10 in out T.T. in Computer. +5 in our T.T. in English.&lt;/b&gt; And a lot more bonus brought to us by our accomplishment.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days off school is good enough for us to have some rest.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there's still one problem that needs to be fix. I can't seem to find a way to get out of this mess. I'm thinking of not doing anything and let time eat me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the meantime, I'm actually enjoying school Except for the fact that my energy are all going down because of too much school works.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113307454559484466?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113307454559484466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113307454559484466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113307454559484466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113307454559484466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/intramurals-nn.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Intramurals.. n_n&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-113118923223718374</id><published>2005-11-05T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T03:19:38.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here I am, once again..</title><content type='html'>After 2 months of not blogging, i've decided to finally let go of the past and move on with my life as an individual. I'm happy now. Living my life to the fullest. For a minuite there, I thought everything in my life would fall into tiny pieces. But guess what, life is full of surprises. Everything you see, hear, or touch, is not what you really expect them to be. Part of them are just illusions. Illusions.. that will help you realize that not everything in this world will go the way you want them to. They will teach you a lot of things. They can make you cry. They might even hurt you badly, but all of these are just a test. A test from God. Will you hold your faith on Him? or just let go of the grip and fall down on your knees?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through a lot. But &lt;b&gt;changes&lt;/b&gt;, they are always there to help you be a better person. As time passes by, you will meet people with different attitudes. There will be a time of trial,but I know, God is in control.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got one problem to deal with but I know in time, everything will turn out just fine. All my friends are there to help me push through and vice versa. A lot of them have their own personal problems but I know they can surpass all these challenges. I miss someone. Someone very close to me. But whenever I try to phone her, she's somewhere else. But it's nothing personal. I would love to talk to her again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-113118923223718374?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/113118923223718374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=113118923223718374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113118923223718374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/113118923223718374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/11/here-i-am-once-again.html' title='&lt;b&gt;here I am, once again..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112526841213540051</id><published>2005-08-28T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T15:36:15.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love chooses for us ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bakit Part II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lumuha kang nagiisa&lt;br /&gt;Nakadungaw sa buwan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumilipad ang isip ko&lt;br /&gt;Nakasabit sa ulap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ngunit bakit pinilit&lt;br /&gt;Kung ayaw kong masaktan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi ko sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Na di parin nililikha&lt;br /&gt;Ang tulad kong parang timang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na di parin maintindihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malayo ang pagtitig mo&lt;br /&gt;Dala ng hangin&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko ay pwede pang&lt;br /&gt;Umasa sa iyo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit bakit pinilit&lt;br /&gt;Kung ayaw kong masaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinabi ko sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;Na di parin nililikha&lt;br /&gt;Ang tulad kong parang timang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na di parin maintindihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh bakit pa pag wala ka na&lt;br /&gt;Akoy kulang&lt;br /&gt;Akoy kulang&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi ko sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;Na di parin nililikha&lt;br /&gt;Ang tulad kong parang timang&lt;br /&gt;Na di parin maintindihan&lt;br /&gt;Na di parin maintindihan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinabi ko (sinabi ko)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sa kanya (sa kanya, sa kanya)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought that someone might relate. I know that she's in pain right now,&lt;br /&gt;but I also know that something like this won't break her down.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Hey &lt;b&gt;girl&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;You know we're in this together, right? &lt;b&gt;Yoh&lt;/b&gt; told me all about it.&lt;br /&gt;Just ... &lt;b&gt;hold on tight.&lt;/b&gt; I know, it hurts, but still ... this&lt;br /&gt;is only a test from God. I know that both of you can surpass this trial.&lt;br /&gt;You've been through a lot, right? I know that you won't give up. EVER. &lt;b&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;are strong.&lt;/b&gt; But no one is forbidden to cry. Just ... &lt;b&gt;Follow your heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long weekend. We celebated &lt;a href="http://mysticflames.blogspot.com"&gt;Osan's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday yesterday. We had our sleepover at their house. We went to megamall &lt;br /&gt;just before my coc. &lt;b&gt;ate may&lt;/b&gt; ... sorry! =) &lt;I&gt;babawi talaga ko..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I get to talk with ate may just before osan arrive. We then took off to&lt;br /&gt;commute. Guess what, it's my first time to ride in the &lt;b&gt;MRT&lt;/b&gt;. Haha =).&lt;br /&gt;It was fun,though. I get to experience different kinds of things. Then off to the&lt;br /&gt;arcades. After a while, we got hungry, of course. We decided to go for some Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;We went to greenwich. After eating, we thought of going to our holy place ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Comic alley.&lt;/b&gt; Haha. They're on sale, but we didn't find anything &lt;br /&gt;good enough to satisfy our hunger for shaman king. haha. &lt;b&gt;Cheska&lt;/b&gt; found&lt;br /&gt;something that she wanted to buy but are too expensive. So she said something like&lt;br /&gt;this, &lt;I&gt;"Grabe. Gundam seed. Pag-iipunan ko talaga yan. Promise ..."&lt;/i&gt; Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;She's addicted to it, what else can we do? haha. After losing all of our tokens to the&lt;br /&gt;arcade machine, we decided to go for some &lt;b&gt;Movies.&lt;/b&gt; Okay, you guessed it. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;We watched &lt;b&gt;The sisterhood of the traveling pants.&lt;/b&gt; Aww .. How nice. I love the story.&lt;br /&gt;I love the characters. I love all of it. Esp. &lt;b&gt;Bailey.&lt;/b&gt; Hehe. &lt;I&gt;Ate Joy ha .. kaya&lt;br /&gt;pala hindi ka na namin masyadong nakikita sa church. =)&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, We got home by the time&lt;br /&gt;of 10 in the evening. We rushed into osan's room to see if there are changes, there is some. =)&lt;br /&gt;We enjoy being there. Haha. We then watched some &lt;b&gt;anime dvds&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;funga fufu, funga fufu ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;Hehe,I bet you don't wash your stuff after. I wash mine thrice. With soap of course.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a funny line from &lt;b&gt;ren&lt;/b&gt;. haha. We did a lot of things as if it were our last. =)&lt;br /&gt;Osan's so hyper yesterday. We also had a quick recap of &lt;b&gt;My Sassy Girl&lt;/b&gt; just to reminisce some&lt;br /&gt;parts of &lt;b&gt;windstruck.&lt;/b&gt; haha. I can't narrate all our &lt;I&gt;ka-wierdohan kagabi,&lt;/i&gt; but I'll&lt;br /&gt;soon post the pics of all that wierdo things that we did. I look so wasted, I just had 2 hours of sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Bye. No classes tomorrow. Good luck on everybody's sleep. I forgot to tell everything about today, I'll&lt;br /&gt;have it posted some other time I guess. Nyt people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112526841213540051?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112526841213540051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112526841213540051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112526841213540051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112526841213540051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/love-chooses-for-us.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Love chooses for us ...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112510732639444346</id><published>2005-08-27T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T18:49:33.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>But if you'll stay i'll hold your hand..</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;I'm still hoping now that you would come back home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;b&gt;Rhyan&lt;/b&gt;'s birthday today. I can't find a way to contact him. I guess I should just drop by their house. His wanted me to be there. Oh, well. He is my bestfriend, anyway. We (&lt;b&gt;Osan&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;b&gt;Cheska&lt;/b&gt;,&amp;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;) have plans for today. &lt;b&gt;Osan&lt;/b&gt; will have her birthday celebrated today instead on Monday. Something happened to her yesterday that's worth all of our concern. &lt;I&gt;Tropa namin xempre..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot had happened yesterday, and the day before yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Noli me Tangere&lt;/b&gt;. That word popped out from nowhere ever since we started teasing each other during our vacant time at school. Haha. &lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;Touch me not..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; I wonder if he's able to fulfill his quotable statement yesterday. haha. =) Here's how it goes..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;K: wag mo ko hawakan.. =)&lt;br /&gt;N: sus..naggaya.. edi..&lt;br /&gt;K: ..ano?.. kaw naman nagsimula eh. =)&lt;br /&gt;N: sige,, touch me not. =)&lt;br /&gt;K: ..sabi mo eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;N: tawa ka pa dyan. basta! =)&lt;br /&gt;K: Masungit ba ate mo.. si patricia?&lt;br /&gt;N: Oo. Sobra. Bakit??&lt;br /&gt;K: Wala. (ang sungit mo kasi).&lt;br /&gt;N: yabang...&lt;br /&gt;K: Susssss...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;la lang.&lt;/i&gt; I just wanted to let everyone know that &lt;b&gt;this is my life.&lt;/b&gt; People who are not involve with me, please. don't even bother. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy as it seems, but while I was browsing all the pics that I have in &lt;b&gt;photobucket&lt;/b&gt;, I saw &lt;b&gt;us.&lt;/b&gt; I sure miss them. Despite of the current situation that we're in right now, I still miss them. Anyway, &lt;I&gt;May laro pala sila &lt;b&gt;Crushie&lt;/b&gt; ngayon. Haha. Kalaban nila sila &lt;b&gt;ex-crushie&lt;/b&gt;. haha.&lt;/i&gt; Basketball.. &lt;b&gt;Lau&lt;/b&gt; (Martin's surname) told me that he'll try to talk to &lt;b&gt;jade&lt;/b&gt; after their game. He'll ask him about some important matters. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;L: may papatanong ka?..&lt;br /&gt;K: wala, bakit?&lt;br /&gt;L: para maayos niyo na. akong bahala.&lt;br /&gt;K: ayoko, nakakahiya magtanong.&lt;br /&gt;L: hindi ko sasabihin na pinapatanong mo.&lt;br /&gt;K: Magimbento kana lang.&lt;br /&gt;L: okay. kwento ko sayo bukas ng gabi. lalaro pa kami sa internetworx pagtapos ng laro eh.&lt;br /&gt;K: sige. pero wait..&lt;br /&gt;L: ano?&lt;br /&gt;K: sama ba siya sa laro niyo? &lt;br /&gt;L: oo, magaling yun.&lt;br /&gt;K: hindi nga. hanggang ngayon pala naglalaro parin. kala ko dati lang.&lt;br /&gt;L: hindi. pero minsan hindi siya sumasama. Kaya sana sumama siya bukas. &lt;br /&gt;K: anong oras ba?&lt;br /&gt;L: 6-10 ng umaga.&lt;br /&gt;K: sus.. ang aga.&lt;br /&gt;L: okay nga un eh. ay! andun din pala si &lt;b&gt;Crushie&lt;/b&gt;. pano na?&lt;br /&gt;K: wag kana lang pahalata. kaya mo yan. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have to fix myself now. We're going out. Then we'll have an overnight afterwards. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112510732639444346?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112510732639444346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112510732639444346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112510732639444346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112510732639444346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/but-if-youll-stay-ill-hold-your-hand.html' title='&lt;b&gt;But if you&apos;ll stay i&apos;ll hold your hand..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112469448611565293</id><published>2005-08-22T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T00:10:38.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wandered lonely as a cloud</title><content type='html'>Before anything else, &lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Siopao!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's been a while since I last updated my layout. I can't find an extra time to put up another layout. I'm getting stressed out from all the work. Esp. in school. Today is Monday, right? My mom gave me the permission to skip school today. I'm too stressed to go on. haha. I can no longer take the pressure. It's killing me. haha. =) A lot had happened ever since friday. I ain't going to talk about it. I'm too tired to tell the whole story. Last week, we had our &lt;I&gt;Linggo ng Wika&lt;/i&gt; which enables us to participate in different competitions. I was asked to join the &lt;b&gt;essay writing contest&lt;/b&gt; but I refused to. &lt;I&gt;Dapat daw malalim yung tagalog mo.&lt;/i&gt; Duh? I can't even pronounce the word &lt;I&gt;nakakapagpagababag&lt;/i&gt; properly. haha. What a shame. Our whole class entered the &lt;I&gt;Sabayang pagbigkas&lt;/i&gt; but unfortunately, we didn't win. haha. There are like, 12 competitors and only 3 sections will be chosen. we are third years. We didn't have any &lt;I&gt;Choreo&lt;/i&gt; to help us through, unlike the 4th years, they won because of their choreo. But,as they say.. &lt;b&gt;Failure is not an excuse.&lt;/b&gt; We didn't plan on joining the &lt;I&gt;Sayaw interpretasyon&lt;/i&gt;, but we then decided to participate just for the sake of having fun. haha. We told the judges not to put any score but just enjoy. They were laughing because of our steps. We did a job well done on entertaining them. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osan&lt;/b&gt; showed me her &lt;b&gt;ayashi no ceres&lt;/b&gt; manga cd. So... I borrowed it from her. haha. I'm actually addicted in its series. haha. yes, it's her birthday next monday but we have plans for weekend. hahahaha. Can't wait to see botg Osan and &lt;b&gt;Cheska&lt;/b&gt;again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really appreciate all those people who cared about my situation. Thank ya'll. I love you guys. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ate May&lt;/b&gt; - My dearest sheperd. Thank you &lt;I&gt;po&lt;/i&gt; for encouraging me to attend coc again. I promise, I won't let you down. Thank for giving me some advice. I now know how to handle the situation that i'm presently in. Thank you for your quotable quotes. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ate Ai&lt;/b&gt; - Thank you for everything. I mean, everything. Thank you for your time and for your words of wisdom. =) You're right, sooner or later I'll have to face my fears.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ate Jot&lt;/b&gt; - Even though you won't tell &lt;b&gt;us&lt;/b&gt; your conversation with my mom, I appreciate your presence. hehe. =) I know that you know alot about it, and that you know what is right for us, so I trust you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abi&lt;/b&gt; - one tree hill addict. &lt;I&gt;magpakatino ka, hoii!&lt;/i&gt; haha. Love you sis. Thank you for understanding. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osan&lt;/b&gt; - I know. I know that you want to oversoul with &lt;I&gt;Kenshin&lt;/i&gt; so that you............. *toot*. hehe. &lt;I&gt;HInayhinay lang.&lt;/i&gt; Good luck on your LoveLife.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheska&lt;/b&gt; - no. 7. &lt;I&gt;la lang.&lt;/i&gt; Thank you for always being there for me. Thank your for everything. hehe. Good luck in you-know-what. hehe. Love you both.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marker&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;I&gt;bespwen naman..&lt;/i&gt; ShshshshshHhshshHhsh... &lt;I&gt;iniwan mo ko sa telepono. joke.&lt;/i&gt; Thank you for texting me all the time. haha. I know, &lt;I&gt;nage-enjoy ka kasi unlimited ka.&lt;/i&gt; haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Micah&lt;/b&gt; - Thank you for cheering me up. Comedian &lt;I&gt;talaga labas mo. haha.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Myk&lt;/b&gt; - last but not the least. bestfriend qh.. thank you for everything. I know that in whatever situation you're in right now, you can make it through. It's like what tyou said to me, this is only a test from God. Thanks, &lt;I&gt;kuya..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mama&amp;papa..&lt;/b&gt; I no longer need to list down all the great things that you've given me. All those &lt;I&gt;pangangaral thinggies..&lt;/i&gt; I owe you alot. Love you always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112469448611565293?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112469448611565293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112469448611565293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112469448611565293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112469448611565293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-wandered-lonely-as-cloud.html' title='&lt;b&gt;I wandered lonely as a cloud&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112402333764360647</id><published>2005-08-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T05:42:17.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>better luck next time</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Sometimes we fall. Ain't nothing new to me. Don't get me wrong. Maybe the one you love isn't there. You're going under. So you don't care about all that I had to see. &lt;b&gt;Don't close your eyes. You need to see it all. It's no surprise, did they break you down? One breaks down and the other runs free. Too late for the others mistake.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pain is part of learning, all these thruths can sometimes be decieving. Tell me if it's now or never. A SELFISH LIFE COMES WITH A COST.&lt;/b&gt; All the stars are out tonight. It seems as though I might make some sense out of madness. Strange how life coincides. All I see struggle in the way. &lt;b&gt;One might fall and the other will stand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;The story begins.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................nakakarelate kau? hindi noh? eto yung lahat ng ngyari sa araw ko. isang tao lang makakarelate dyan. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;chaka nako blog ng matino pag hindi na mainit ulo ko. haha. &lt;b&gt;God bless daw sabi ni Mike.&lt;/b&gt; buh-bye.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't show off.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hat o cap?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Looks can be decieving.... hahahaha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112402333764360647?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112402333764360647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112402333764360647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112402333764360647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112402333764360647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/better-luck-next-time.html' title='&lt;b&gt;better luck next time&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112392442861397508</id><published>2005-08-13T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T02:23:27.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conflict Management</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Umiiyak ka nanaman/Lang'ya talaga wala ka bang ibang alam/ Nagmumugtong mga mata/Kailan pa ba kaya ikaw magsasawa/sa prbolema na iyong pinapasan/hatid sau ng boyfriend mong hindi mo maintindihan//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Sa libu-libong pagkakataon/na tayo'y magkasama/iilang ulit pa lang kitang nakitang masaya/Naiinis akong isipin na ginaganyanan ka niya/siguro ay hindi niya lang alam ang yong tunay na HALAGA//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Ang dami-dami naman diyang iba/wag kang mangangambang wala ka nang ibang makita/na lalaki na magmamahal sayo/at hinding-hindi niya sasayangin ang pag-ibig mo//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Minsan hindi ko maintindihan/parang ang buhay natin ay napagtitripan/mejo malabo yata ang mundo/BINABASURA NG IBA ANG SIYANG PIAPANGARAP KO//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.. La lang. Recap muna. haha. tagal ko din na hindi nag-blog. haha. &lt;b&gt;kasi naman, nananahimik na nga ako eh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May pasok nanaman. aun. pero masaya kasi andun si &lt;b&gt;crush.&lt;/b&gt; haha. sobrang kumpleto na araw ko pagnakikita ko sya. haha. katabi ko pa. haha. aun. natutunaw na ko.. lalo na pagkausap ko sya. haha. diretso kasi sya tumingin sa mata pagkausap ko eh. haha. cute pa nung dalawa niyang dimple sa cheeks. haha. talino pa. sobra. sporty pa. hahahahaha. fine. tama na. brown-out na sa school pati paguwi ko brown-out pa. tapos wala pang telephone. pero okay lang. masaya parin. 5:30 na ko umuwi. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First period namin PE. haha. Volleyball lang uli. tapos after 15 mins. tumigil na din kami nila &lt;b&gt;joy&lt;/b&gt;. haha. e may malaking electricfan dun. dun kami tumambay. Nood lang muna ng laro ng basketball ng mga boys. Beryl-Emerald. sobrang galing talaga ni &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt;. haha. La nko masabi. haha. aun. I just learned na marunong din pala mag-gitara 'tong si crush. haha. astig talaga. haha. Ay! basta. may e-explain ako na something tungkol sa &lt;b&gt;sabayang pagbigkas&lt;/b&gt; namin na steps. haha. kinikilig na naman ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang CECA ngaun. practice lang ng sabayang pagbigkas. haha. aun. basta. maya ko na e-eplain talaga yung kilig moment ko. haha. Umiyak si &lt;b&gt;Tine&lt;/b&gt;. kasi na-hurt sya. kasi ung kabarkada namin, sila na ni &lt;b&gt;papa tec&lt;/b&gt;. aun. xempre, kaklase nya ung dalawa, nakikita nya parati na HHWW. haha. wawa naman si &lt;b&gt;tine.&lt;/b&gt; aun. pero at least siya hindi nag-da-da-da-da. iniiyak nalang nya sa sarili niya. haha. aun. late nanaman kami nakauwi. Recollection namin bukas. hindi daw papasok si &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow kasi masakit mata niya. haha. pinagalitan ko nga kasi puro dahilan nanaman siya eh. haha. aun. pero kinuha niya yung kamay ko tapos pinahawak niya sa neck niya, mainit nga siya. may sinat nga. haha. kaya tinapos na niya yung filipino nya kasi iiwan na niya sakin para ipasa bukas. haha. aun. para ngang yoko na rin pumasok kasi wala siya. recollection lang naman yan eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. recollection namin. ay onga pala. wala parin kaming telephone. grabe. ilang araw na. haha. yaan mo na nga. masaya naman eh. hindi ko napapansin na wala kaming phone. haha. aun. wala si &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt;. baka nga nag-rose lang yun eh. adik na. haha. pero baka hindi rin. haha. aun. kakatawa kanina. pero kaka-touch din. pinanood nanaman namin yung movie na &lt;b&gt;Simon Birch&lt;/b&gt;. basta. sobrang ganda nun. &lt;b&gt;"God has a plan for me."&lt;/b&gt; tapos namatay si simon. basta. nakakaiyak. yung iba tinulugan nalang yun kasi napanood na namin nung retreat. haha. aun. andun ung x-squared ko. haha. cute. haha. la lang. practice nanaman ng sabayan. late nanaman kami umuwi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. saya ko ngaun. kasi............................................................................................ katext ko si &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt;. haha. di niya ko pinatulog. anong oras nako natulog eh may practice pa nga kami bukas ng 8. haha. k lang. siya naman eh. may conversation ako with &lt;b&gt;tine&lt;/b&gt; kanina na natawa ko bigla::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Tine: Chut, bakit kasabay mo kumain si brian?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: eh basta. may nangyari kasi e.&lt;br /&gt;Tine: ano...? nanliligaw ba ulit?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ah..eh.. Oo. Mahabang kwento kasi eh.&lt;br /&gt;Tine: sabihin mo na....&lt;br /&gt;Ako: Basta hindi ko muna pwede i-chupi ngaun. kasi nga si Ms.Perillo diba? gusto na sagutin ko toh?&lt;br /&gt;Tine: sasagutin mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: A-S-A.. hindi noh. para lang sabihin niya na may effort ako. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Tine: sama mo...&lt;br /&gt;Ako: eh basta. mahabang kwento. Mahirap paikliin.&lt;br /&gt;Tine: e pano na si *crush*?&lt;br /&gt;Ako: ano......?&lt;br /&gt;Tine: mahal mo na ba..&lt;br /&gt;Ako: yata........&lt;br /&gt;Tine: sabi na eh. nahuhuli kita minsan pagsinusundo kita sa room niyo. magkatabi kayo lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Ako: eh basta. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May practice kanina. Aun. katxt ko parin si &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt;. haha. tapos bigla na syang dumating sa Mcdo. Aun. binigay nya sakin yung jacket nya. haha. umuulan eh. haha. astig pabango nun. haha. la lang. teka,, pagod na ko eh. basta. kinarga nanaman ako ni &lt;b&gt;Yos.&lt;/b&gt; kaasar. nakakahilo na!.. haha. parati nalang ako kinakarga nung mga yun. haha. pati si &lt;b&gt;rich.&lt;/b&gt; ilang seconds nila ko iniikot sa ere noh. tipong kakakain ko lang. grr.. haha. ang harot naman kasi nung mga yun eh. pero 'stig parin. haha. Beryl 'toh. haha. eto na. explain ko na yung sa sabayang pagbigkas, at kung bakit ako kinikilig............... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kasi nga.. may part dun na, &lt;b&gt;Wari'y mga kauring tanikalang gumapos-sumakmal, humigpit-kumitil, na sa puso't kaluluwa...&lt;/b&gt; basta. nakalimutan ko na yung oiba pang lines. aun. eto yung scene :: pag sinasabi na yun, lahat ng girls may ka-partner. haha. kapartner ko si &lt;b&gt;crush&lt;/b&gt;. tapos yung guy nasa likod. tapos,, mahirap na i-explain. basta. un. la lang. kinikilig lang ako. haha. sana monday na uli. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Wag ka nang mag-alala/hinding-hindi ako in-love sayo/bakit ba pakiramdam mo pa yata/ay lahat kami ay naaakit mo/miss/miss/ pakitigil lang please/ang iyong pagpapantasya/hindi ka na nakakatuwa/papahuli na kita sa gwardyang may batuta//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Hindi ko talaga ma-gets kung bakit ka ganyan//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Pwede bang pakitanggap mo nalang na ganyan ka pinanganak//&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112392442861397508?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112392442861397508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112392442861397508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112392442861397508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112392442861397508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/08/conflict-management.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Conflict Management&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112271389551897067</id><published>2005-07-30T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T01:58:43.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>..Her tears watered the heavens..</title><content type='html'>I talked with somebody last night, and guess what? &lt;b&gt;It made me feel better.&lt;/b&gt; He told me to hold on but I hesitated. I can no longer stay this way. &lt;I&gt;Sabi ko pa nga sa school na lang ako maghahanap.&lt;/i&gt; But he disagreed. He told me that it would be a lot better if Christian &lt;I&gt;yung magiging crush ko.&lt;/i&gt; I know that. But the risk is there. I don't want to feel the feeling of being hurt again. &lt;I&gt;Wag lang daw sa school. Kahit na sino basta sa church daw.&lt;/i&gt; I'll try my best to find someone. Or better yet, try to become numb. haha. I want to thank him for making me feel better. He even made me laugh, for some reasons. No wonder yoh likes him. haha. Thank you,&lt;I&gt;brad.&lt;/i&gt; Don't worry, try &lt;I&gt;ko magtxt sayo ng 2 am para may astig. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;SIYA: ang labo niya..&lt;br /&gt;AKO: oo nga. bakit nya sinabi yun?&lt;br /&gt;SIYA: akala ko ba wala na siya dun sa love thinggie..&lt;br /&gt;AKO: malay.. eh mahal niya eh.&lt;br /&gt;SIYA: o, diba..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;La lang.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Erick&lt;/b&gt; and his &lt;I&gt;barkada&lt;/i&gt; had an intermission number yesterday during our feast day. He wore a pink polo shirt which makes him a lot more handsome than before. haha. &lt;I&gt;maputi kasi siya. sobran gwapo.&lt;/i&gt; I remember some time last year when that he entered our classroom and came up to me to say 'hi'. haha. &lt;b&gt;Anne&lt;/b&gt; introduced Erick while I was doing something at my desk. I have to admit, my cheeks turned red. haha. okay, enough of that. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally learned how to play &lt;b&gt;The day you said goodnight&lt;/b&gt; by &lt;b&gt;Hale&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Champ is so handsome.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Tisha&lt;/b&gt; went to one of their mall tours, bought a CD, &lt;I&gt;at vinideohan pa si Champ.&lt;/i&gt; My fingers are like, *ouch. &lt;I&gt;Nagbabalat na. kaka-gitara. kaasar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, that's life. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112271389551897067?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112271389551897067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112271389551897067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112271389551897067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112271389551897067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/her-tears-watered-heavens.html' title='&lt;b&gt;..Her tears watered the heavens..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112263549087341474</id><published>2005-07-29T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T04:12:08.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The future doesn't scare me at all..</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"You'll understand what I meant when I said 'no', but I don't think life is quite that simple. &lt;b&gt;When you walk away you don't hear me say 'please...don't go'. Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight, it's hard to let it go."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lang. Para kunyari madrama entry ko. haha. Sa wakas.. tapos na exams ko. haha. Sobrang taas fever ko kahapon. wrong timing din kasi exam ko yun ng Geom. Nanginginig na ko nung time na yun kasi nga yung aircon umaabot sakin. Sabi nga ni &lt;b&gt;Ms. Maguigad&lt;/b&gt; dapat nag-special test na lang ako. Di ako pumayag kasi sayang naman. Dahil lang dun, magspecial test na?.. wag na,uy! haha. Ayun.. kinaya ko pa naman hanggang test namin ng fine arts. haha. Sana lang di ako bumagsak. haha. tapos,, pumasok parin ako kanina kasi kailangan,, kasi officers daw. haha. may isa pa din kasing exam kanina. social. haha. hindi ko alam kung kelan nag-sorry si GMA. haha. Chaka kung sino yung namatay na bakla na ginawan pa nila epie quizon ng movie. isa pa.. &lt;b&gt;Sa BATASAN ba nag-SONA si GMA?&lt;/b&gt; hindi talaga ko nanonood ng balita! di ko alam un. haha. yaan mo na. 5 points lang yun. haha. yabang. haha. social lang yan, boring yung teacher eh. sama ko. haha. basta. dami din nangyari ngyong week. unahin ko na yung nangyari kaninang feast day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Encounter: Feast day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuck. first encounter daw. haha. anyway, yun nga. Yung mga chairs namin sa classroom nasa gilid lahat,, para malaki yung space sa gitna. haha. tapos aun,, free time namin. sila &lt;b&gt;rap&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;joe&lt;/b&gt; sumasayaw sa gitna, yung tipong patawa. eh kausap ko si &lt;b&gt;Tine&lt;/b&gt;. at eto na nga..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;TINE: Chut.. tignan mo si rap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: (tingin kay rap sabay tawa) ..bakit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINE: (habang tumatawa..ng malakas)Parang itlog na gumugulong sa sahig.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: (tawa parin) Rap! Lika dito!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP: ..(kunyari inosente) bakit?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: ..para ka ngang itlog na gumugulong.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAP: (muntik na kaming batukan ni tine)..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tapos umalis si Rap pari si tine..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: Chut!! (nasa malayo sya)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: bakit?&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: Si mon nandyan!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: ha? (mejo bingi ako nun! ang lakas ng sound system sa classroom)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: lika nga dito kasi!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: (k fyn, lumapit na) ano ba?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: ang bingi mo! si mon dapat lalapitan ka na kaso nahihiya sayo. tinutulak na nga siya nila Polo eh. Kasi naman ang bingi mo eh. ang bulag pa. Tapos si Rap pa yung kausap mo nung lalapitan ka na nya. sira!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: talaga?? uyyy... seryoso? (sige, inaamin ko. kinikilig na ko.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONRADO: sayang ka..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: seryoso nga? andito sya kanina?.. wala namang lokohan..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: oo nga! kasi naman eh. tawa ng tawa. teka,, mahal mo pa ba?..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: (walkout..tapos bumalik din) ewan. May boyfriend na ko..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: sino?? (curious)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: si Conrado.. diba conrado?? haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONRADO: tama! haha. kami na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIKA: sabi mo eh.(ayaw maniwala)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: joke lang. haha. bye bye.. punta lang ako kay tine.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun,, haha. tanga ko kasi eh. joke. naubos agad ung dala kong spag kanina. haha. takaw nila yos eh. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second Encounter: Comfort Room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;naiihi na kami ni tine. eh walang flush dun sa cr na maganda. sa ground floor. kaya punta kami dun sa liblib na cr. grabe. sobrang dilim dun. e dun may flush. so aun. eto nanaman:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;AKO: tine,, ang creepy. ikaw na muna mauna.(lingon ng lingon)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINE: sige.. pahawak muna ng panyo ko. chaka tong digicam na rin.(pasok na sa cubicle).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: tine.. seryoso,, nanlalamig na ko. hindi ako nagbibiro.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINE: teka lang,, wag mo ko iwan. hintyayin mo ko ha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: gusto ko na lumabas.. kaso naiihi ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINE: tapos na ko. (labas na ng 1st cubicle)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: pahawak naman ng panyo ko. (papasok na sa cubicle kaso..)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TINE: akin na..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKO: tine! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! (layo ng tinakbo ko.. okay.. sige,, umiyak ako sa takot.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoko na ikwento yung iba.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na nga. naaalala ko nanaman eh. Iyak-Tawa ko nun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another Encounter: Telephone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabihin nalang natin na masaya na ko ngaun. haha. seryoso toh. Parang alam mo yun.. haha. sobrang free na ng feeling. Basta. Gusto ko magthank you sa dalawang tao.. andyan sila nung nahihirapan ako,, hanggang ngaun, andyan sila. Love you both!.. aun. naaalala mo ung dare?.. panalo ko. starbucks. haha. joke. la un. aun. basta masaya ko ngaun. May nabasa ko sa entry ni &lt;a href="http://tokenofwater.blogspot.com"&gt;Cheska&lt;/a&gt;, kaka-touch yung lyrics. Kinuha ko yung iba. haha. Cheska,, paarbor nitong lyrics mo.. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"I watch helpless as you turn around to leave. And still have the pain I have to carry a past so deep that even you could not bury it if you tried.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"When my love for you was blind, but couldn't make you see it. That I loved you more, then you will never know. &lt;b&gt;And a part of me died when I let you go..&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112263549087341474?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112263549087341474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112263549087341474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112263549087341474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112263549087341474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/future-doesnt-scare-me-at-all.html' title='&lt;b&gt;The future doesn&apos;t scare me at all..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112236446629001733</id><published>2005-07-26T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T00:54:26.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're a positive motivating force within my life..</title><content type='html'>I cried my heart out when I asked the question.. I'm sorry. &lt;I&gt;nababaan kita ng phone.. alam mo naman yung dahilan e.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;kalinangan ko lang talagang bumitaw na.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112236446629001733?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112236446629001733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112236446629001733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112236446629001733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112236446629001733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/youre-positive-motivating-force-within.html' title='You&apos;re a positive motivating force within my life..'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112220832568751508</id><published>2005-07-24T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T05:32:05.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the stars threw down their spears</title><content type='html'>A dark shadow suddenly crossed my path when I heard about the news. &lt;b&gt;Ten to leave, twenty to return to.&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what to feel. All this things are turning me into pieces. &lt;b&gt;I'm twisted 'cause one side of me is telling me that I need to move on. On the other side I, wanna break down and cry.&lt;/b&gt; If ever they're planning to run another issue, then it's fine with me. I won't do anything wierd. If ever they think that this is all my fault, then I won't argue with that. I'll just let them think what they think. I won't do anything stupid. &lt;b&gt;I'm sorry for being so numb.&lt;/b&gt; Maybe I hurt people without even noticing that I did, so I apologize. I don't want them to think that I'm seducing their ren'ai or what-so-ever. I just can't accept the fact that I'm being this kind of person without them knowing my side. They can't just judge me because of the recent incidents. I know for myself that I didn't do something wrong, but the only thing that bothers me is that one person whom I hurt so much without even knowing the reason why. I'm tracking ways to cope up with my ignorance. People are willing to help me with the issue. They're being my shoulder to cry on. At least, for the moment. Bec. when time comes that they can no longer hold their patience, they'll fight back and defend me. I hope that this incident wouldn't have to cross beyond that point.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my side of the story, I'm all happy now. Nothing, or should I say no one could change that. I'm simply contented with the way things move. They dwell with my mood and situation. I just love it when unexpected people come to protect you in the battlefield in times of your down moments. I love them. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tokenofwater.blogspot.com"&gt;Cheska&lt;/a&gt; just had her &lt;b&gt;kilig moment&lt;/b&gt; during our ushering. She just kept on giggling. haha. I'm happy for her. She's trying to study hard to reach his standards. haha. But she doesn't have to. &lt;b&gt;Cheska's&lt;/b&gt; already smart and intellectual. The two of them look good together. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/ryu_katana"&gt;Osan&lt;/a&gt; also had a heart problem a while ago. But I know she can manage. She's stronger than you thought. She may act childish but the maturity inside her still reigns when it comes to serious things. She's such an adorable woman inside and out. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ptr. Rey Avante told something about how powerful our prayers are. It sure is.  But we often take for granted prayer. We forget to pray at times. We only remember praying when we need something or when we're in such big trouble. That's true. People are llike that. I admit that I sometimes forget to thank Him for giving me my life and for all the blessings that I recieve each and everyday. Well, I think I should start praying now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112220832568751508?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112220832568751508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112220832568751508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112220832568751508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112220832568751508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/when-stars-threw-down-their-spears.html' title='&lt;b&gt;When the stars threw down their spears&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112202566477008270</id><published>2005-07-22T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T02:50:13.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Ordinary Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"This could have been just another day but instead we're standing here. No need for words, it's all been said in the way you hold me near.I was alone on this journey you came along to comfort me. Everything I want in life is right here 'cause this is not you ordinary, no ordinary love. I was not prepared enough, to fall so deep in love. This is not your ordinary, no ordinary love. You were the first to touch my heart, and everything's right again with your extraordinary love."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If only&lt;/b&gt; I could say a single phrase or even a word to describe my situation, I would. I don't know wether to smile or frown. For some reasons, I feel glad that everything's fallinf into place. But certain incidents keep on tearing me apart. I can't say much about this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school's feast day is cancelled because of GMA's SONA. So we don't have any classes on monday. What a nerve. Monday's the only day that we can relax 'cause we'll be having our Mastery exam on Tuesday. I hate GMA. haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go. Still have to do my compiled homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112202566477008270?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112202566477008270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112202566477008270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112202566477008270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112202566477008270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-ordinary-love_22.html' title='&lt;b&gt;No Ordinary Love&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112202472463477898</id><published>2005-07-22T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T02:32:04.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Ordinary Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112202472463477898?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112202472463477898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112202472463477898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112202472463477898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112202472463477898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-ordinary-love.html' title='&lt;b&gt;No Ordinary Love&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112160724401315303</id><published>2005-07-17T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T06:34:04.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Especially for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;"Especially for you//I wanna let you know what I was going through//All the time we were apart I though of you//You were in my heart//my love never changed//I still feel the same//Especially for you//I wanna tell you I was feeling that way too//and if dreams were wings//you know//I would have flown to you//to be where you are//no matter how far//and now that i'm next to you//no more dreaming about tomorrow//forget the lonliness and sorrow//i've got to say//it's all because of you//and now we're back &lt;b&gt;together//together//I wanna show you//my heart is oh so true//and all the love I have is especially for you.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"I//knew it was there//though I tried to hide it//the feeling just kept on shining through//haven't known you that long//so I try to deny it//but the feeling was much//too much//too strong//could this be love//deep down inside//tearing mr apart//I feel in my heart//&lt;b&gt;Constantly//you're on my mind//thnking about you all the time//I can't sleep//no matter what I do//I just keep on thinking 'bout you.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enough of that. haha. before anything else,, want to greet &lt;b&gt;boom&lt;/b&gt; a very happy birthday. haha. I thank him for a lot of things. haha. Esp. the yesterday. haha. &lt;I&gt;Dinamayan niya ko sa init...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to say something to that boom..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"happy birthday po. haha. thank you po sa aun.. sa alam mo na. kasi sinamahan mo ko eh. aun. pati sa pagdamay sa brown-out. hahahaha! joke lang. basta thank you po. ingat. sa ilalim ng buwan!.. nyahaha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;pinapagalitan nko..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112160724401315303?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112160724401315303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112160724401315303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112160724401315303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112160724401315303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/especially-for-you.html' title='&lt;/b&gt;Especially for you&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112142207668983215</id><published>2005-07-15T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T03:07:56.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My one and only, one and only YOU..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Your Song&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It took one look&lt;br /&gt;And forever laid out in front of me&lt;br /&gt;One smile and I died&lt;br /&gt;But I do need to be revived by you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought i had everything figured out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just goes to show just how much i know&lt;br /&gt;'bout the way life plays out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I take one step away&lt;br /&gt;When i find myself coming back to you&lt;br /&gt;My one and only, one and only you&lt;/b&gt;...ooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That i know not a thing at all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Except the fact that i am yours&lt;br /&gt;And that you are mine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh &lt;br /&gt;They told me that it wouldn't be easy&lt;br /&gt;And i know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That i am not the one to complain...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the song?.. nothing. Actually, I always remember someone when I play that s0ng. haha. nothing to be curious of. But i'd like that pers0n to kn0w just h0w much I care. haha. &lt;b&gt;If ever p0ssible.&lt;/b&gt; haha. Just came h0me fr0m sch0ol. I thought that class is already over for this week, but I realized that classes are until tom0rrow. haha. n0thing to be pr0ud of. It only means that I have t0 miss out 0ne special event of the year.. 0ur church anniversary. But what chice do I have? nothing. My m0m w0n't all0w me to skip scho0l. I think maybe because it's her birthday, and she doesn't want me t0 miss 0ut her special day. she said that the best guft that I could give her is my clean ro0m. haha. Can't afford. It's too expensive. kiddin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit,, scho0l is getting a lot m0re exciting than bef0re. haha. t0day's 0ur class m0nthsary. we've been together f0r a m0nth. haha. And yep, it's als0 my barkada's m0nthsary. We've turn 1yr. and 4mos. haha. I totally f0rgot about it. My barkada asked me the date today and what's with it. haha. I said it's just an 0rdinary day. haha. They alm0st got mad at me. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of eating right n0w. I haven't eaten since lunch. haha. i'm such a crap. &lt;I&gt;say0nara&lt;/i&gt;... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;When you walk away, can you hear me say, 'please...'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112142207668983215?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112142207668983215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112142207668983215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112142207668983215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112142207668983215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-one-and-only-one-and-only-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;My one and only, one and only YOU..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112126085926249558</id><published>2005-07-13T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T06:20:59.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yo-i-yo-i-yo-i-yo</title><content type='html'>aun.. wala lang. may free time kasi eh. kaya blog muna ko. para ndi masayang ung oras. haha. aun,, anniv ng church sa saturday and guess what?.. hindi ako makakasama. &lt;b&gt;May pas0k ak0 nun.&lt;/b&gt; Kaasar noh?.. pero mukang masaya naman eh. half day lang. haha. kc para daw makumplet0 yung 205 days. haha. la lang. dami ak0ng nasasagap ngaun eh. haha. burn ako ni &lt;b&gt;Lawrence&lt;/b&gt; ng cd. haha. astig. daming japanese songs.. haha. la lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun,, May book dair samin. haha. la lang. lahat ng pinaghirapan namin nabaliwala. nasira ung gawa namin para dun sa competition.. sayang. haii.. bahala na. haha. Birthday na ni &lt;b&gt;Mama&lt;/b&gt; sa saturday. hindi ko pa alam kung an0 gift qh sakanya.. help naman.. haha. tapos bday ni &lt;b&gt;Bo0m&lt;/b&gt; sa sunday. haha. daming may bday. bday pla ni &lt;b&gt;Tol&lt;/b&gt; ngaun. haha. la lang. Si &lt;b&gt;bon das&lt;/b&gt; bakla daw. la lang. sabi nila eh. haha. buh-bhye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112126085926249558?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112126085926249558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112126085926249558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112126085926249558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112126085926249558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/yo-i-yo-i-yo-i-yo.html' title='&lt;b&gt;yo-i-yo-i-yo-i-yo&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112089383950386250</id><published>2005-07-09T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T00:23:59.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Is Oh,So True</title><content type='html'>haha. la lang. kinanta kasi yan ni &lt;b&gt;Uvie&lt;/b&gt;. Siya yung girl na dahilan kung bakit nagbreak si &lt;b&gt;Kevin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;ana&lt;/b&gt;. nagstart kasi yun nung leadership training ng lahat ng class officers. Aun, e president si Uvie ng class nila (take note: transferee po siya), tas aun. e andun buong nueve, ako, si tine, tapos c kevin, tska basta. dami pa. 2nd year lng yung girl. kaasar. pero mabait naman pala. aun,,binola-bola ni kevin.. alam naman ni kevin na may girlfriend sya eh, bakit kelangan pa nya ung gawin?.. pero yung night before nalaman ko na totoo pala un, tumawag sakin si kevin,, eh may kasuap ako.. aun,, sabi ko wag siya magbiro kasi ndi maganda.. pero totoo pala. sana pinakinngan ko muna siya nun.. &lt;I&gt;sana...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, tapos na un. bahala na. nangyari na ung nangyari. aun.. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun,, daming nanyari. Hindi ko na nga alam kung ano dapat maging reaction ko or kanino ako makikinig. tapos may isang incident pa na sobrang nakakinis.. kagabi lang yun nanyari. kasi naman eh. ang tanga qh kc.. kaasar. pero... masaya parin! haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hndi pala mashado masaya!.. natalo kc si &lt;b&gt;Tine&lt;/b&gt; sa election. panalo si &lt;b&gt;Kevin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Jessa&lt;/b&gt;. Pero k lng naman daw yun. haha. abnormal yung si tine eh. joke. mahal ko un. Sya na cguro ung naging pinakabetfriend ko sa school. haha. kaya nga pagmay umaaway dun,, gusto ko agad gerahin,, ayaw nya lang. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun,, may isang taong aalis. I really don't care. Mas inuuna naman niya ung sport niya kesa sa mga tao dito eh. well, sige. bhala xa. kawalan niya. haii... mga tao talagang manhid. joke. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;sayonara..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Is it your heart ooh, that's breaking all in pieces? making you cry. making you feel blue. Is there anything that I can do?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112089383950386250?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112089383950386250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112089383950386250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112089383950386250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112089383950386250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-heart-is-ohso-true.html' title='&lt;b&gt;My Heart Is Oh,So True&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112026682715522024</id><published>2005-07-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T18:15:39.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh KaSi MaHaL KiTa</title><content type='html'>haha. what's with the title? la lang. haha. inspired beh. haha. la lang. Saya lang po ako. nyahaha. dami ngyari na hindi q ineexpect na mangyayari. sa school and sa church. haha. yaan mo na. saya naman eh. haha. I hate chem na talaga. pero gusto ko ung teacher. haha. yoko lang yung subject, boring eh. 1 hr. and 40 mins. pa. sobrang boring. araw-araw ba naman. haha. punta si papa sa tagaytay kasama sila tita celia yata. sa dionisio. haha. la lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap q si &lt;a href="http://spunky_purple.blogspot.com"&gt;abi&lt;/a&gt;, aun, la lang. 'buti pa si abi'. haha. (&lt;b&gt;abi!&lt;/b&gt; nilagay ko na!) haha. Dko kasabay si &lt;b&gt;tine&lt;/b&gt; kahapon kasi may meeting siya sa student council. haha. kinakabahan nga daw siya eh. pati si &lt;b&gt;kevin and jessa&lt;/b&gt;. dko na tlga lam kung sino boboto ko. kasi lahat sila close sakin. haha. basta boto ko si tine. tapos ung isa, blanko nalang, para walang sakitan. haha. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may band practice dapat ako ngaun, kaso si mama, ayaw ako payagan. haha. bahala na yung banda dun. haha. pasaway. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon may mass kami. la lng. share lang. kalbo ung priest. ang sama ko talaga. haha. joke. pero nakinig naman ako. di nga lang ako nagparticipate dun sa mga rituals whatever nila. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakita ung english trivia dun sa back board namin sa classroom. haha. eto::&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;Is english a complicated subject?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why is it that there is no 'egg' in an 'eggplant'?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why is it that hamburgers don't have 'ham'?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;French fries is not made in 'France'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guinea pig is not a 'pig' neither is it from 'new guinea'.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang. haha. ang labo nga eh. haha. isa pa, &lt;b&gt;bakit pag naglalagay ng masscara mga girls, makabuka ung mouth?&lt;/b&gt; haha. di ko pa na-try. haha. la lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Dapat pa ba manungkulan si Gloria?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di na! haha. kasi hello? umamin na nga sa actually eh. diba? nag-sorry pa sya. sabi nya gusto lang nya protektahan mga boto nya. eh diba nga may law na hindi ka pwede tumawag sa COMELEC during the votation?.. tsaka ung iba din namang candidates hindi ginawa un eh. pero kung tutuusin, marami na din syang nagawa for this country, but still, may sala sya. haha. dami kasi pumapasok sa utak ko eh. Tsaka bakit nya sinabi na dapat ganto karami ang lamang ko sakanila. diba?.. ang labo talaga. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga, diba umiikot ang mundo, meaning, umiikot din ang economy ng different countries. gaya ng Japan, sila nasa taas ngaun, pero nagkakaron na rin cla ng problem dahil sa population growth nila diba? kaya ung mga nasa taas, baba din. ung mga nasa baba gaya ng singapore dati, umaangat na cla ngaun. haha. ang labo talaga.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onga pla. birthday ni &lt;b&gt;jobi&lt;/b&gt; kahapon. haha. ung puppy nila abi. happy birthday! si &lt;b&gt;Tayag&lt;/b&gt; din.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;You get me. when nobody understands, you come and take my hand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112026682715522024?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112026682715522024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112026682715522024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112026682715522024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112026682715522024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/07/eh-kasi-mahal-kita.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Eh KaSi MaHaL KiTa&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-112003743754975561</id><published>2005-06-29T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T02:30:37.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Religion VS Science</title><content type='html'>Haha. I finally got the chance to blog again. haha. After a long day at school, I suddenly remembered that I have my band practice with &lt;b&gt;Kai&lt;/b&gt; today. haha. I totally forgot. i told her that i'll drop by her place to study the song but unfortunately, I got stuck with &lt;b&gt;my bestfriend Tine, Balls (haha), and uhm..&lt;/b&gt; haha. &lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yung Crush ko!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; haha. I got this feeling that this school year will definitely be an exciting one. With the JS PROM of course. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the title? haha. During our history class, our prof dicussed something about some theories. Theories on how the earth and the other planets were put up together. He asked us to defend our side. We said that the religious beliefs is more specific and more believable because of what's written in the Bible and of course, being a Christian means everything. haha. After a while, he then defended his 'scientific basis' with that of ours. He said that he's also in our side but for the sake of debating, he'll choose the other side. haha. Then &lt;b&gt;Polo&lt;/b&gt;, stood up and said things that even I can't believe that he'll say such things. He said that God made us and that our existence is for God alone. He also said that the book of Genesis explains all. All of it. How God made the heavns and the earth. haha. "..we're Christians and so we bellieve in God alone and no special theories." &lt;I&gt;Hindi mo aakalin na sasabihin niya yun kasi masyado siya makamura tska lahat ginagawa niyang loko. haha. nakakabigla nga lahat ng sinabi nya kanina eh. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our CECA time, we made some pizza. I can't move properly because of someone. haha. We'll have our leadership training tomorrow. meaning, I don't have to attend class. haha. I'm so lucky. being the secretary of our class isn't as bad as i thought. haha. &lt;I&gt;Di aq mag-aaral ngaun!.. haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love goemetry. I love Trigo. I hate chem. hahaha! I hate our teacher in drafting. He's so grumpy. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;"Sakanya pa rin babalik.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-112003743754975561?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/112003743754975561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=112003743754975561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112003743754975561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/112003743754975561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/religion-vs-science.html' title='Religion VS Science'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111918713759047871</id><published>2005-06-19T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T06:18:57.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Father's day to all the fathers out there. haha. I wasn't able to go to church for some reasons. But i'll be there next sunday. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Nagusap kami ni &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/marky_marky"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt; kanina.&lt;/i&gt; I want to apologize for not telling him what he wants to know. It's just.. you know.. It's kinda confidential. haha! &lt;I&gt;Basta sorry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;tumawag din c kuya. Tapos.. nagtxt c cheska. hahahaha! namimiss lang ako nun! nyahahaha!&lt;/i&gt; I also miss them, &lt;b&gt;all of them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a sinful sin today. bwahahaha. joke. I really don't know if it's bad or if it's good. All I know is, i'm happy. haha. &lt;I&gt;sobra!&lt;/i&gt; joke. haha. Well, have to go. &lt;I&gt;Aral pa ko eh. bagong buhay na ko ngaun, third year na eh. nyahahahaha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111918713759047871?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111918713759047871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111918713759047871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111918713759047871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111918713759047871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Happy Father&apos;s Day!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111900635909309586</id><published>2005-06-17T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T04:06:13.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally letting go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I'm finally letting go.&lt;/b&gt; I don't want to force him to love someone he doesn't love. He deserve someone better, someone who will love him deeply. As for me, i'm currently out of the way. Ever since I got this chance to tell it to him, I already lost the courage to........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i'm going to focus myself into studying. I made a promise to my dad that I'll study hard to reach his standards. He need not to take me to Tita Linda for tutorials. I don't want to be tortured, uhmm.. I mean, tutored. Just joking. But i'm still having problem with another *toot*. &lt;I&gt;basta.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm into another problem again. &lt;b&gt;Past is past, isn't it?&lt;/b&gt; But why is it that people bring back memories of me and the other. They said that we're not over yet. It's like, last year. Another, why is people being bluffer? They're not telling the truth on what actually happened. grr..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Pero, masaya parin po aq. Kasi aun. haha. ang labo. Sobrang saya section qh. haha. Lahat sila makulit. haha. classmate qh nga pala uli si tol. haha. la lang. Okay fine, La na talaga qng pagasa na umangat. hanggang secretary lang talaga binoboto nila sakin. Yun pang ayaw ko. grr.. yaan mo na nga. haha. kaka-elibs teacher namin sa Fine arts. sobrang galing nung lettering niya. para na nyang ginyaya yung font sa computer. haha. bait pa. aun.. Unti-unti ng dumadami ung schoolworks.. kaya dapat na magaral. haha. aun. bye na. gutom na chan ko. nyahaha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sayonara..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;here I am, once again. i'm torned into pieces. Can't deny it, can't pretend..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before I forgot, &lt;b&gt;Leido&lt;/b&gt;died last monday. Kinda hurt with that. I think bhel cried her heart out when she heard that her boyfriend is... gone. condolence. He's a jamesian, so.. yeah. Kinda hurts. hehe. Gomenasai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111900635909309586?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111900635909309586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111900635909309586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111900635909309586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111900635909309586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/finally-letting-go.html' title='&lt;b&gt;finally letting go..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111883104228282031</id><published>2005-06-15T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T03:24:02.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third year - Beryl</title><content type='html'>Section qh yan. haha! Binabawi qh na uli yung sinabi qh kahapon. Mahal qh na section qh! nyahahahahaha. Kala qh kahapon 'di aq magiging masaya dun kasi ndi qh classmate si tine. Tao nga naman noh,, maraming namamatay sa akala. haha. tas aun,, bumalik na c terrence sa jahmez. C rhyan naman nawala. kainis. pewo nagkita kami kanina sa shed ng tryk. Sa St. Catherine na sya. Green ung uniform. haha. aun.. Sa friday pa daw pili ng officers pewo ung teacher in-assign na q sa secretary. sana nga mabago pa eh. sabi nya tinanggihan qh daw ksi ung dun sa token committee kaya dun daw ako sa secretary. yaan mo na nga. sana mabago pa. buong buhay ko secretary nalang. sana nga wala nalang eh. para walang istorbo. haha! &lt;I&gt;Yoko muna ng responsibility.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C tine malungkot. Sa amethyst sya. katabi ng room namin. haha! kaso wala daw kumakausap sakanya, kaya aun. naman kasi eh. ndi sya ung tipo ng taong friendly. pewo sobwang bait nun. haha. Sad din xa kasi ndi xa kinakausap or tintxt ni toot. haha. sabi ko nga sabihin ko nalang sakanya na itxt siya nung tao eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun,, nilibre ako ni conrado kanina.. nyahaha. pinapakausap niya sakin yung japanese sakin. hello? la lang. ako naman, si tanga, kinausap ko. haha! hyper aq kanina eh. ang gwapo ni &lt;I&gt;Tecson&lt;/i&gt;. Sobra. Sana di aq malate bukas. May flag ceremony. haha. la lang. sabi qh kahapon dapat ngaung year na toh tahimik na ko,, ndi ko kaya!!!!!!!!! ang ingay ko parin. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayonara!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Tell me where it hurts now baby. And i'll do my best to make it better..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111883104228282031?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111883104228282031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111883104228282031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111883104228282031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111883104228282031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/third-year-beryl.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Third year - Beryl&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111874723615643227</id><published>2005-06-14T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T04:09:14.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;This is the last of illusions. This is the final trace of innocence. If i'm caught in the middle, I know it will be, the end of me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Hey, stay with me..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's okay to believe in what other people say. What he told me really made me feel loved. But in just a simple snap, it all disappeared. &lt;I&gt;Sana hindi nalang niya sinabi para hindi ako nasasaktan..&lt;/i&gt; I knew it. Everything in my small, innocent world is just a big lie. I never should've asked for that person's forgiveness. If I only knew that it would bring me so much pain. I wish i never got the chance to apologize to him. But somehow, he made me feel accepted. He said that being numb is not a good thing. But what the heck? I don't care. He brought me into this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make decisions anymore. I know i'm not half good in making decisions. &lt;I&gt;Fyn. Edi magpakamanhid. haha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school a while ago with &lt;I&gt;Tine.&lt;/i&gt; We decided to meet there by 1 pm but I made her wait for about half an hour. haha! (sorry tine). &lt;I&gt;brian, ron, kevin, russell, rusty and the others&lt;/i&gt; were also waiting for the list of third year sections to be posted. While waiting for the list, we took off to find ms. mina. She said that she'll be teaching second year students that's why she won't be able to see us during our prom this coming february. Aww.. so sad. They made her choose between the fourth year and second year students. She said that if she choose the fourth year students, her life will be a total waste. &lt;I&gt;Magulo daw kasi batch ng fourth year ngaun..&lt;/i&gt; We helped her design her classroom. She'll be handeling the class of II-Courage.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Grabe, dami niyang chismis. haha! Sagutin ko na daw si ano kasi sobrang ano daw niya ko. basta. ang labo nga eh. sabi ko eh kakabreak niya lang nga dun sa gf niya eh. sabi ni ms. mina, hindi naman daw kasi siya minahal nung girl. so aun,, siyempre ako naman, wala lang. alanganaman sabihing kong "OO". Hindi po kaya siya Christian. Tsaka aun.. haha. yoko na nga.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;sabi ni ms.mina, pagtumatwag daw c ano skanya, puro ako daw. kaasar talga..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooookaayy.. I hate my section. &lt;I&gt;La akong mashadong kaklase dun. urgh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;How could this happen to me? I made my mistakes, got nowhere to run, life goes on. It's all fading away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111874723615643227?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111874723615643227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111874723615643227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111874723615643227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111874723615643227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/end-of-me.html' title='&lt;b&gt;End of me&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111858186252439320</id><published>2005-06-12T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T06:24:10.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One way, Jesus</title><content type='html'>Pipol,Birthday po ni &lt;b&gt;Dennis&lt;/b&gt; today. Sobrang miss qh na sya. meaning? *toot* la lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daming incidents na nangyari ngayon. Well, let's just say that.. I had an 'encounter' with this guy. I really didn't mean to hurt his feelings or anything. But it's just that, I, myself, had to let go of the past. Okay, some of you may know who he is, but please don't spill it. haha! I really think that I made the right decision. As of now, &lt;b&gt;he may not understand it&lt;/b&gt;, but i'm positive, he'll soon understand what i'm trying to say. He asked me to explain what's going on my mind but I refused to. Okay, call me rude. But I already said sorry, okay? But i'm a bit guilty with what i've done. He looks so...so...  confused. What choice do I have? okay, enough of that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May kwento pa qh.. Kanina, sa church, habamg nag-usher kami, may nangyari. La lang. mababaw lang. kaso kakatawa. haha! wait, la pa nga eh. kanina kc, na-assigm aqh sa special offering ka-partner qh si &lt;b&gt;Pito&lt;/b&gt;(tama ba ung spelling nung name? &lt;b&gt;wiley!!&lt;/b&gt; help!). Tas aun.. dun kami sa right pew. tas sabi qh, ig-guide qh nlang sya kc nga first time ata nya mag&lt;b&gt;usher&lt;/b&gt; (go abi! joke). Edi aun na. Alternate kami. haha. titingin pa muna talaga sya sakin bago ibigay ung ano.. ano ba tawag dun? ung ushering bag ba un?.. haha. di ko alam tawag eh. sorry stupid qh. basta un na. tapos may one time, diba nga tingin muna siya, eh muntik na niya ibigay ung bag dun sa maling row, eh may lady dun, ilalagay na nya sna ung offering nya tapos binawi ni pito. haha. sabi pa ni pito, "Dun po sa kabilang bag".. hah. tapos ung lady ba un, kinuha nalang bigla ung hawak ni pito na ushering bag. nagalit pa ata kc papalit-palit. haha. 'di aqh makpigil ng tawa nun kc ung mukha nya mukhang nahiya dun sa ale. haha! joke. okay. tama na yan. change topic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lam niyo ba, sinundo ni toot si toot sa school nung wednesday. okay. change topic ulit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina, binigay ko ung gift qh kay kuya tapos tinawanan lang nya ung letter. pero na-touch daw sya. korny. ang labo. nyahaha! Iba uli.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binilan ako ni papa ng wallet na bago. eh walang laman na money yun. kahit piso wala. puro pictures lang. tapos nung pag-kakita ko. nagkaron ng laman. haha. kala ko nga hindi ko wallet eh. un pala nilagyan ni papa. ang creepy. inasar pa ko nung &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/marky_marky"&gt;mark&lt;/a&gt; na un. sama nya. (Joke lang po =) ). Change topic uli.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giniba na ung bed ko sa kwarto ko. pinalitan ng parang sofa bed. para maluwag. tapos ngaun mukha na xang jungle kc ndi pa tapos ausin. Boring.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakapasok na c kuya sa varsity ng school niya. la lang. haha. tapos nakausap ko na din ung gf nya sa phone. haha! ang liit ng boses!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Enough is enough! nyaha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1272.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakuha ko na din sa wakas!.. haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1273.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's pretty, isn't she? witch hunter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1303.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sya ulit. nung recital. haha! summer look.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1277.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga anime adix.. left to right: &lt;b&gt;Cash, Alexandra, Cheska, Me, Bea, Noel, Nathan, Gio, and Osan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1304.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cno ba naman magaakalang vain 'tong taong toh?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1315.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got my hair cut. trim lang naman. haha! Sabi ni papa para ndi daw sayang sa shampoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry kung blurred Yung pic. Pinicturan ko lang kc yan sa picture eh. haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sayonara!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111858186252439320?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111858186252439320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111858186252439320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111858186252439320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111858186252439320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-way-jesus.html' title='&lt;b&gt;One way, Jesus&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111845444789411200</id><published>2005-06-11T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T18:47:27.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The answer lies in you..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I was waiting for my dad to come home from a party. I'm waiting for no reason at all. I just felt like it. I decided to watch "all about eve" knowing that the series will end in a week's time. When the commercial gap broke in, &lt;I&gt;nilipat qh sa myx. wala lang, trip lang.&lt;/i&gt; It's like, "Oh my God!.. I totally forgot about Jesse McCartney!.. shoot". The show's already finished when I turned the channel. So I waited for the next show to come up. &lt;I&gt;At hindi nagtagal...&lt;/i&gt; The show was &lt;b&gt;my myx&lt;/b&gt;, featured VJs were Luis and.. yes, Heart. (Go Anding!.. joke). &lt;I&gt;Tapos aun, may nag-request ng Aaron carter. Hindi qh narinig yung song na sinabi, un pala!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Do you remember&lt;/b&gt;&lt;I&gt;pala!&lt;/i&gt; I totally forgot about aaron carter. I suddenly realized &lt;I&gt;na mas gwapo pala si Aaron kesa kay Jesse! Sobrang astig pa sumayaw! Ja ne, Ja ne. Korny qh na. haha!&lt;/i&gt; It's true. If you just look closely. Then that's the time that you'll notice. Aaron is totally different from Jesse. Ja ne, enough of the chit-chat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;You ask me do I love you, girl? Do you remember why I walked on the water for you? Do you remember my first steps on the moon? Have ever wondered why I gave three wishes for you? You ask the question but the answer lies in you.. in you.. the answer lies in you. The answer, girl, lies within your heart. Just take a look inside.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have coc today. But I'm not yet sure if my dad will allow me to go to church. He's strict when it comes to saturdays. He said that it's out "family lakwatsa time". &lt;I&gt;haii..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;5 hours lang tulog qh.. kaasar. Kc naman eh, di ako pinatulog.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if a guy tell you "Mahal kita.. It's true".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! never mind. Just tell him.. "Thank you."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahahaha! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Ja ne, Gutom na ko.. sayonara!..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111845444789411200?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111845444789411200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111845444789411200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111845444789411200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111845444789411200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/answer-lies-in-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;The answer lies in you..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111836035939991730</id><published>2005-06-10T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:39:19.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like a lifetime..</title><content type='html'>&lt;I&gt;Feels like a lifetime, a thousand days have passed by since i have you... Here with me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;La lang.. share qh lang.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bestfriend (in school). He called me up one day telling me that he's parents will have to transfer him to another school because of financial problems, &lt;b&gt;wether he likes it or not.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;Ganyanan na pala, sabi niya walang iwanan.. hindi nga ako lumipat para lang matupad yung promise qh sakanila, tapos siya nang-iiwan?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;We've been through a lot of things,&lt;/b&gt; and that's the reason why i'm not happy with what he told me. I remember one of our phone conversations, this is the reason why I decided not to transfer to another school..::&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;"ano? lilipat ka? akala ko ba walang lilipat sa 'ting apat?.. san ka lipat?.." ~bestfriend qh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;"eh sabi ni mama eh. naaasar na daw siya kay salgado. sa montesori daw. bkit?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;"sige, sabihin ko kay mama na ilipat din ako sa montesori."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what? he's still leaving. But I asked him to transfer to the school near our house. I think the school's sill private but has lower tuition fee than that of our school. He said, yes. haha! My mom also tried talking to him but it's no use. His family just seem to be having some trouble with their financial expenses. Maybe I should just try to understand. He told me that he'll drop by whenever he have some extra time. &lt;b&gt;okay, i'm all satisfied now.&lt;/b&gt; hahaha!..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read some of his letters for me a while ago and you know what? It made me reminisce all the "4four" laughtrips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;March 01, 2005&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;To Chut,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello poh, pasensya na dahil parati kitang kinukulit, inaasar paminsan-minsan. Advance Happy Anniversary ha. Sana nga eh mging mas malayo pa ang maging mag-bestfriends. Sana maging magkaklase ulit tayo para masaya. Salamat sa mga letters na binigay mo, parati ka nalang ang nagbibigay, ngayon ako naman. Salamat din dun sa big support na binigay niyo sakin, sana parating ganun. Sa lahat ba naman ng pag-aaway natin nung 1st year, eh magiging magbestfriend pa pala tayo. &lt;b&gt;Sana wag mo kong kakalimutan pag nagkahwa-hiwalay na tayoung apat. Thanks a lot bestfriend. Love you poh! =)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;...for all the times your smile has melted my heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for all the moments your eyes have sparkled just for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;...for all the times your laughter has chased away the clouds from a bad day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for all the times your voice has let me know you understand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;(wag lagyan ng malisya..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;onga pala, binabawi ko na lahat ng sinabi ko kahapon sa entry ko.. yung nasa huling part. haha! di na ko maf-fall.!! promise. nyahaha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Kuya John!!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;I&gt;tanda ka na!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111836035939991730?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111836035939991730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111836035939991730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111836035939991730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111836035939991730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/feels-like-lifetime.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Feels like a lifetime..&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111820975905238653</id><published>2005-06-08T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T01:32:43.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hallelujah [editted]</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;*Bamboo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano nang balita sa radyo at tv?&lt;br /&gt;Ganun parin kumakapa sa dilim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minsan naisip ko nang umalis nalang dito&lt;br /&gt;Kalimutan ang lahat, lumipad, lumayo, oh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bato bato sa langit, ang tamaan huwag magalit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam naman natin kung sino ang tuso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sa bawat sumpang umiiyak, singil ko ay piso&lt;br /&gt;Sa bawat lumuluhang dukha, alay ko'y dugo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;May kasama ka kapatid, kaibigan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggat ako'y humihinga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;May pag-asa pa..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Ohoo Ohoooo...&lt;br /&gt;Halleluuu, &lt;b&gt;hallelujaaah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinong sawa, sinong galit&lt;br /&gt;Sumigaw ngayong gabi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halleluuu, Hallelujaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Halellujah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run the blood of mine to convey&lt;br /&gt;to see this faces in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;Yes we have, and we begin we are the scars from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im ashamed of what I become in the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;The face of my one true enemy&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah! Some music!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's Take control!&lt;br /&gt;If I have to take this message door to door&lt;br /&gt;See myself in every soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With the mission&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this my personal mission!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set me from the fire, from the fire, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Set me from the fire!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ngayong gabi&lt;br /&gt;Ako ang sundalo mo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habang ika'y tulog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ako'y gising nakabantay sa iyo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kasi mahal kita, kita mo, &lt;br /&gt;Pag-ibig ko sayo lamang...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;May kasama ka kapatid, kaibigan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanggat ako'y humihinga&lt;br /&gt;May pag-asa pa..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro: &lt;br /&gt;Halleeluuu, halleluiaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinong sawa, sinong galit&lt;br /&gt;Sumigaw ngayong gabi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haleluu, Halleluiaah (2x)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;sobrang ganda nung song. gwapo pa nung vocalist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:-dDWXE1bo7IJ:rainblood.com/brutalgrace/site/galp1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Bamboo Mañalac*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to school. I really envy &lt;a href="http://undefined.color.nu"&gt;anding&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://spunky-purple.blogspot.com"&gt;abi&lt;/a&gt; whose having their classes today. oh yes, &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/ryu_katana"&gt;osan&lt;/a&gt; will be having her first day of classes as a &lt;b&gt;college&lt;/b&gt; student. At the age of 15, she sure is young to be a college student. But I know that she can manage it all. &lt;I&gt;matalino naman yung lokang yun eh..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;sayonara!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;**************************************************************&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;pipol,, may kwento qh.. lam nio ba.. naffol nanaman aq. kaso bawal. kc.. basta madaming reasons, tulad nlng ng::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;~bata pa ko.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;~Ndi qh alm ung 22ong feelings nia.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;~ayoko na masaktn uli.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;~pano na studies qh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;~e may committment aq n ndi na maffol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;pano na yan lahat???&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;bhala na nga.. may gus2 qh kainin.. Lugaw.. umuulan kc eh. nkkdeprez..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111820975905238653?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111820975905238653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111820975905238653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111820975905238653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111820975905238653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/hallelujah-editted.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/b&gt; [editted]'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111811929350570516</id><published>2005-06-07T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:06:28.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And when I dream, I dream of you</title><content type='html'>Just got up from bed. 4r's sleepover went well, except for the fact that micah's not with us. Her parents didn't allow her to push through the overnight just because she forgot to nebulize. &lt;I&gt;haii...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover rocks. We didn't talk about serious stuff but instead, we'd pop something out of the blue that would really make us laugh. I totally miss &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~5days"&gt;Micah&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheska just came back from Subic. &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/ryu_katana"&gt;Osan&lt;/a&gt;and I blabbed about a certain person yesterday. haha! If that person only knows..&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are the pics from yesterday.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey abi!.. hahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just playing around.. hehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1114.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anding and abi.. vanity is good. isn't it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1097.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi anding.. &lt;I&gt;iniwan ka ni abi,, nagphone nlnag..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;la lang.&lt;/i&gt; Laughtrip.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1113.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anding's turning into an alien.. I'm busy working on something. haha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1083.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anding and.. me. =)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt;sino nag-picture?... haha! Yung TV..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, again, again!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1070.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna bettina esguerra &amp; Andrea Celine Qeujada. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1191.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something.. Yuna from finalfantasyX.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really miss micah. But i'm sure that we'll work something out fo her. Buh-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111811929350570516?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111811929350570516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111811929350570516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111811929350570516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111811929350570516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/and-when-i-dream-i-dream-of-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;And when I dream, I dream of you&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111786479339021987</id><published>2005-06-04T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T22:59:53.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"..i'm just a girl and I guess that's all i'll ever be to you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"..My secret love."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"..I try to smile when i see other girls with you,acting as if everything's okay." -Jojo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our computer's up again. &lt;a href="http://undefined.color.nu"&gt;Anding&lt;/a&gt; and I (and keanu,fine) bonded last night. It's not for the whole night,though. But She and &lt;a href="http://spunky-purple.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt; (i don't know with &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/user/5days"&gt;micah&lt;/a&gt;) will definitely have their sleepover here at my house. &lt;b&gt;MICAH&lt;/b&gt;! come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fight with somebody last night. I ended up getting &lt;b&gt;hurt.&lt;/b&gt; He's a total freak-a-zoid. &lt;b&gt;Is he Numb?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i'm not yet mature. I myself admit it. I act so childish in front of people. That's the real me. A happy-go-lucky-girl minding her own business. But &lt;b&gt;I can be serious too&lt;/b&gt;, you know. Not everyone knows that. Only my closest buds know the real 'krizsa'. I may look wierd but i'm not a child anymore and I have feelings too. Doesn't he know that? I try to apologize for being so immature but he still insisted that everything I say, do and see is a joke. Okay, maybe for me, such small incidents will never be a big deal to me. But I can also be serious you know. &lt;b&gt;Why would I try to fit in, when i'm going to stand out?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treated him well. I treated him nicely. Well maybe i'm just &lt;b&gt;"below his standards".&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really not like me to blab about people who hurt my personal feelings. But knowing that he's a Christian, I really thought he'd understand me. I thought he'd be the kind of person who will accept me for who i am. I guess i'm just stupid to believe all of that. Bummer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I try to keep it together but i'm falling apart..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111786479339021987?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111786479339021987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111786479339021987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111786479339021987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111786479339021987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/secret-love.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Secret Love&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111778876695912975</id><published>2005-06-03T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:52:46.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad 3p!</title><content type='html'>Our computer is &lt;b&gt;busted.&lt;/b&gt; Don't know why. I woke up late this morning and thought of checkin' out the net. I then realized that this stupid computer is wrecked!.. It can only open sites that're easy to open. Sites such as &lt;a href="http://google.com"&gt;google,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spunky-purple.blogspot.com"&gt;abbie's site,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://http://www.xanga.com/marky_marky"&gt;and mark's site.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, blogger. shoot. And since I can't open anymore sites other than that, I'd better be going now. see you when i see you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111778876695912975?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111778876695912975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111778876695912975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111778876695912975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111778876695912975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/bad-3p.html' title='&lt;b&gt;Bad 3p!&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111768802981587416</id><published>2005-06-02T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T21:53:49.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When the cause and cure is you</title><content type='html'>4r's sleepover is now moved on Sunday to Monday (june5-6). Good thing we still have an overnight or else, i'll die because of boredom. Our classes will start on June 15. what the heck?! Do they want me to go on strike?.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't for the workshop, I won't have anything to do during this summer vacation. That's why i am so bored today. Workshop is over. I miss all of them. I miss &lt;b&gt;Ate Shy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bonded with &lt;a href="http://undefined.color.nu"&gt;Anding&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://spunky-purple.blogspot.com"&gt;Abbie&lt;/a&gt; on the phone last night. We blabbed about different people. That's when i realized that it's not worth &lt;b&gt;crying over spilled milk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself singing to the tune of this song. It's really.. uhmm.. &lt;b&gt;*touching*&lt;/b&gt;? hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Weak"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jojo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE 1:]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know what it is that you've done to me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But it's caused me to act in such a crazy way&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is that you do when you do what you're doing&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's a feeling that I want to stay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Cuz my heart starts beating triple time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;With thoughts of lovin' you on my mind&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't figure out just what to do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When the cause and cure is you, you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I get so weak in the knees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can hardly speak, I lose all control&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then somethin' takes over me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In a daze, your love's so amazing&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's not a phase&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I want you to stay with me, by my side&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I swallow my pride&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your love is so sweet, &lt;b&gt;it knocks me right off of my feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Can't explain why your lovin' makes me weak&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE 2:]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Time after time after time I've tried to fight it&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But your love is strong, it keeps on holdin' on&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Resistance is down when you're around, pride's fading&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In my condition I don't want to be alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;'Cuz my heart starts beating triple time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With thoughts of lovin' you on my mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out just what to do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;When the cause and cure is you, you&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've tried hard to fight it&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No way can I deny it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your love's so sweet&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It knocks me off my feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE 2:]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so weak&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blood starts racing through my veins&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I get so weak&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Boy it's somethin' I can't explain&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I get so weak&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somethin' 'bout the way you do the things you're do-oo-oo-in'&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Knocks me right off of my feet (off my feet)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't explain why your lovin' makes me weak (I get so)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111768802981587416?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111768802981587416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111768802981587416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111768802981587416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111768802981587416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/when-cause-and-cure-is-you.html' title='&lt;b&gt;When the cause and cure is you&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111758954929406229</id><published>2005-06-01T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T18:39:43.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the simple things in life we forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I acted so distant then, didn't say goodbye before you left. But i was listening.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that &lt;b&gt;if ever you lose something or someone, you can always get it back one way or another.&lt;/b&gt; And so with that, &lt;b&gt;no one would get hurt, or feel anger and hatred inside.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm clinging on to that words that if possible, i could really retrieve what i lost. So much for my imagination. But in some way, I feel that being &lt;b&gt;distant&lt;/b&gt;, is not as bad as i thought it would be. From now on, i'll only think of things that can put a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your words were like a dream, but dreams can never fool me. Not that easily.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't i tell you that i'll post the other pictures when i have some extra time? here they are ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1017.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me and Cheska. Cheska did comfort me during my never-ending-kadramahan-times. hehe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0998.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abbie's the one holding the banana. I told her to let go of that thing but she won't. never mind. hehehehehe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Abbie, Anding and Renel. LC1 dudettes.. hehe. all of them are oh-so pretty.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;haha! Me and Osan! n_n we got bored so we decided to take a picture. hehe. she's pretty, isn'p she? n_n &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;before i forgot.. kuya jayvee (he's the one) and the others who joined the maximum exposure will be arriving today. hehe. pray for their safety guys. n_n&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saving tears conside come back.. I could hear that you whisphered as you walked through that door.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111758954929406229?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111758954929406229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111758954929406229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111758954929406229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111758954929406229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-simple-things-in-life-we-forget.html' title='&lt;b&gt;It&apos;s the simple things in life we forget&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111750700739922463</id><published>2005-05-31T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T20:11:25.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suspended on silver wings...</title><content type='html'>i know that I AM actually hiding things. &lt;b&gt;Things that are stupid enough to forget.&lt;/b&gt; Using gentle words to shelter me. &lt;br /&gt;Here i am again. &lt;b&gt;Loving and Hurting.&lt;/b&gt; Back then, i used to promise my bestfriend that &lt;b&gt;i'll never fall for anyone&lt;/b&gt; ever again. Guess what? i did that promise, i think. For about 2 months, I didn't have a crush on anybody. i promise myself that i'd only fall for &lt;b&gt;celebrities, anime or someone not related to our barkada.&lt;/b&gt; haii.. But now, i'm not yet sure if i AM falling. All i know is.. &lt;b&gt;it hurts,alot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, i feel relieved with what mark told me yesterday. I know that sooner or later, &lt;b&gt;this will come to an end.&lt;/b&gt;  I'll be focusing myself on serving God alone. &lt;b&gt;it's all about HIM.&lt;/b&gt; It really doesn't matter if i'm hurting or not, because when time comes, God will comfort me and He did promise all of us that &lt;b&gt;He'll never leave us nor forsake us.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I just want my parents to be happy with what i'm doing. I need to strive hard to focus only to my priorities. &lt;b&gt;Love is not my priority for the moment.&lt;/b&gt; But still.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;There are some things in the past that's better left behind.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I swore to &lt;b&gt;hide&lt;/b&gt; the pain when i turned back the pages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What if I cried? I cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111750700739922463?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111750700739922463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111750700739922463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111750700739922463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111750700739922463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/suspended-on-silver-wings.html' title='&lt;b&gt;suspended on silver wings...&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111743165399414290</id><published>2005-05-30T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T23:01:39.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>creativeworx 2005</title><content type='html'>oh yeah.. it's over. it's finally over. i mean, our recital. everyone did great! esp. 4r. haha. abi --&gt; our stage bestfriend. ahihihihi.. lakas tumili!.. she cheered for us! kaya pala may maingay nung sumasayaw nako!.. haha! joke..uuuyy.. may kilig moment yan.. ahihihihi.. anding --&gt; totally cool. awesome. who would've thought that this 'laughing-9-yer-old-look-a-like' would make a big impact in the crowd. astig boses nito dude. oh, before i forgot.. may kilig moment din yan kagabi... uuyyy... joke. ehhehe.. micah --&gt; anding's right. mejo basic na ung na-play niyang piece for her level. la lang. share qh lang.. kilig moment?.. meron din yan kagabi... hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm oh-so proud for everyone. astig din ung kila mike, john and osan!.. hahahahahaha! anong pinakain sainyo ni kuya jun?! sobrang unexpected ung performance na ginawa niyo..! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;whatever?? why am i acting like this?.. la lang. my brother also played the drums and yes, for the first time in the valdez's history, ndi xa nagkamali. nyahahahaha! hiniram pa niya ung cap ko. asar. anyway, bagay naman sakanya eh. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daming LC na nag-creativeworx. hehe. ate ai's there. andun din xemore parents qh.. pati mga tita and titi.. lola betty din. xempre ndi mawawala un!.. hehehe.. kaasar lang ung isang part dun kc ung nag-baby freeze nako.. ndi na umabot sa digicam namin. memory full na. but,, d.a. got the pic. so aun.. hingi na lang ako ng kopya. post ko pagnakuha ko na.. haha! eto na po ung mga pix.. ung kay anding.. yan ung nagpromote xa ng creative worx.. nyahahahahaha! post ko nalng din pla ung iba pagnakuha ko na sa cam ni d.a... :::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1041.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aqh ung naka-red.. hehehe. intro palang yan,, as in, stand by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hush,baby,hush hush.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain, the dramas, the hoofies, the bahamas, the highs, the lows, the money flowing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will be okay, if you do it my way,my way, my way...&lt;br /&gt;(look at my hair...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_1037.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lil'bro.. wearing my cap.. how nice.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0938.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend.. sana lang narinig niyo xa kumanta.. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganda niya noh?.. oh well.. sige.. ma-fall lang kau.. kaso taken na eh.. pero wla xa bf.. bsta taken lang.. hahahaha! ang labo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newei,, i'm tired na. byabye na po muna!..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111743165399414290?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111743165399414290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111743165399414290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111743165399414290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111743165399414290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/creativeworx-2005.html' title='creativeworx 2005'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111650322150818963</id><published>2005-05-19T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T04:47:01.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout!</title><content type='html'>got a new layout! got a new layout! ahihihihi.. la lang. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, my mom and i went to school yesterday to settle our enrollment payments. finally.. (abbie,, i'm so excited!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw my fave teacher there together with my P.E. teacher. her name's Ms. Mina. and that P.E. teacher?.. Mr. Lara. he's always being fooled by students at st. james.. kz naman, mashadong show-off.&lt;br /&gt;ayan tuloy.. nyahaha! i then asked him if he could put me and tine in the same class again but he disagreed. he told me that i'll only make noise whenever i'm with her. ooOOoohH.. what a nerve. but it's okay now. Ms. Mina asked him too,, kaya payag na xa! but until now, i really don't know kung gagawin tlga nia un.. haii.. that's life. my mom suddenly butt-in to our conversation. she told Sir Lara that she doesn't want me and my e-x-boyfriend in the same class. sha also said that Paulo would make a better boyfriend for me so it's okay if we're in the sam class.. suddenly, all the teachers started teasing me! ... grr... how could they?.. just because my mom said so?.. but, it's kinda funny, though. but still, i'm never gonna be linked to that stupid guy!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw tita ellen there at jollibee waiting for her companions. i don't know why, i didn't ask her, ok?.. then, she started to pray for me. know why? because my math ability is so low. my mom told her. my mom's been busy talking about me all day. haii. then the conversation ended with Jed as our topic. ANYWAY, back to the issue. we then went to 7eleven to buy something for keanu and sam. i bought some dewberries for myself! i totally love them! ahihihihihihi.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class starts on June 6. but it's still tentative,though. boom's home. he just texted me a while ago. he had a great time. good for him 'cause he seemed serious these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, got to go. it's already time for my anime marathon!.. see yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111650322150818963?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111650322150818963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111650322150818963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111650322150818963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111650322150818963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/new-layout.html' title='new layout!'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111631169766916717</id><published>2005-05-17T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:50:05.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh,nothing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's keanu, noel and nathan. i just thought of posting some of their pix while reminiscing the time when noel's still here.. haii.. he's gone to canada. sabi nila 3 yrs. lang daw,, but unfortunately, nagbago,, naging 5 yrs. ano na kaya itsura ni noel nun?.. nyahaha! stpo it krish,, taken na yan! bwahahaha! pati bata pinaginteresan. oh,well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keanu told me that i should try to play that SIMS game. at first akala ko baduy,, ndi pala. ang galing. you can create your own house! astig! kung nadun lang ako sa loob nun eh! woahh.. la lang. ahihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom is currently at mindoro and that's the reason why i'm stuck here doing nothing. walang katelebabad. haii.. maybe i'll try to call abi or tine later. pagboring na talaga. anyway,, i got this pic of my little siopao sister.. it's kinda big 'cause i have no time to edit it's size.. sorry.. pagtiisan niyo nalang.. maganda naman yan eh.. nyahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0756.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y241/kreexah/Img_0802.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111631169766916717?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111631169766916717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111631169766916717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111631169766916717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111631169766916717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/ohnothing.html' title='oh,nothing..'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111620596296862406</id><published>2005-05-16T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T18:12:42.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think of a title</title><content type='html'>i guess i really should show them that it's really worth trying 'cause i'm already convinced... that... my life would never be complete without 4r. i love them so much to the point that even a single letter, a simple hug and that meaningful 'i love you sis' can really turn my world upside-down. oh,yeah. it's decided. i'll NEVER leave 4r. But i'm not saying that i'll leave osan &amp; cheska behind. like anding said, "you can choose both". so.. i'm choosing BOTH. i can't imagine even losing one of them. i'd be a total jerk if i let this opportunity pass. i love both of them so much. here's a little message for both of them__::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ANDREA___:: hey, there. i really am sorry for everything. i mean, all this time, i've been keeping my pride just because i thought that you'll never talk to me again, ever. but now, you proved me wrong. tsalamat! i saw your entry a while ago and the thought came to me. i really wanna hear you sing again. i'll play for you. "a leap of faith..". i can't help but to reminisce the time that you were singing while i'm playing the guitar, we really thought it sucks just because we didn't practice well. nyahaha! but the others said that it was okay. let's do that again sometime, okay? with micah and abi this time. i never wanted to lose any of you that's why i kissed you yesterday. just like you said, "i'm at a loss of words". that's why. i miss you,sis. iba parin nga talaga ang bonding ng krizsa-abi-micah-anding. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___ABI___:: hoi! nyahahaha! i already told you, i'll never get mad at you no matter what. ahihihi. i really owe you a lot. you've been a giver to me this past few days, that's the reason why i'm willing to do anything you ask me to do. maliban nalang sa magka-crush sa tao, ha?.. hehehehe.. thank you for everything. parati mo nalang ako kino-comfort pag masama loob ko. thank you talaga!.. i can never ask for more. who would've thought na magkakaroon ako ng napakagandang bestfriend and matalino pa. nyahahahahahaha! nice one jojo. ahihihi. joke lang. [but jokes are half meant]. once in my life i thought of this as my favorite saying :: "PROMISES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN". But i realized na hindi lahat ng tao nagb-break ng promise. then there was you. never ka pa nag-break ng promise samin. kaya i'm really happy to have you in my life. love you,sis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___MICAH___:: Haii naku.. sino ba 'to?.. joke! i love this gal. so noisy yet, so true. ahihihihi. you know, i really enjoy your company except for the part na pinapagalitan na tau sa mga fast food pati sa sine kasi ang ingay. nyahaha! you're always there to cheer us up. and for that, i thank you. i really am looking forward in going out with you sometimes. saya mo kasama eh. anyway, remember the time ne hinabol mo ko dahil sa pandesal??.. nyahaha! la lang. loveyah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___OSAN___:: i never thought that you'd also be my bestfriend since i'm not even with batchmate, ayt?.. but i'm glad that you did became my bestfriend. wild,wild rock! nyahahaha! thank you talaga sa libre mong card ng ayashi no ceres!.. ahihihihi! thank you rin kasi dinidefend mo ko parati. hehe. punta uli tau sa SM! nyahaha! kaso ayaw ni joshua na tau lang eh! protective..! hahaha! quotable quote: "Hao asakura is sexier than Yoh asakura".. hahaha! as gwapo din si von kesa kay allen! anyway,, overnyt daw kay cheska.. paalam ka na. anytime pwede daw. aishiteru! remember?? BAKA NO ONNA?.. ahihihi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___CHESKA___:: ohio gozaimas! remember ashley?.. wag mo na xa isipin,, malay mo, one day, He might start to like you more than ashley. diba nga break na sila ni rhyan?.... hahahaha! ganda ng code name?! whatever. tsaka ndi naman cla close eh. kaya don't worry. just thing of him as kira yamato and you're his lacus. di kasi pwede si touya eh, bishounen ko na kasi un eh!!!! nyahahaha! it's been 3 years! nyahahahhahahahahaha! anywayz,,, lapit na recital natin sis, kaya maghanda ka na! bwahahahahaha! thank you talaga sa lahat. and i mean it. muwaH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God moves in mysterious ways... ahihihihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STAY, WITH ME, YOU AND I WILL ALWAYS BE, CLOSE TO EACH OTHER.. STAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111620596296862406?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111620596296862406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111620596296862406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111620596296862406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111620596296862406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/cant-think-of-title.html' title='can&apos;t think of a title'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111560101313373115</id><published>2005-05-09T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T18:10:13.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>okasan no hibi omodeito!</title><content type='html'>happy mother's day! i was going to post this entry yesterday before i read abbie's latest entry.. nyaha! so i tried to call her and ask permission if i could go and mimic her entry. nyaha! fortunately, she said 'yes'. nyahaha! abbie told me to put up some pictures but i tld her that i don't have any pix in my digicam and i'm kinda lazy uploading up pix from that stupid digicam. urgh//&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll just name the people who i admire most and the reason why, okay?.. here it goes::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my MOM [daisy aida valdez] --&gt;&gt; she's my one and only mother. no one could ever replace her. why?.. 'cause she made the person in me. she taught me a lot of things and showed me her unconditional love all the time. my bestfriend, my big sister. she knows everything about me and my life. she's always there to give advices about my relationship with my friends, my social life and even with my siblings. she's also known as my fashion designer and my dance teacher. she discipines me, sometimes. nyaha! she's always so cheerful though times may get tough. she buys me clothes, hehe. i love her so much. no one could ever, i mean EVER, replace her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my DAD [raymond valdez] --&gt;&gt; my overprotected father. he totally DISCIPLINES me. just like my mom, he loves us. he buys me clothes like my mom. he taught me how to play the guitar. he wanted me to continue playing the piano but i didn't want to. he and my mom wants me to be a ballerina, but what the heck?.. i'm not that kind of girl. nyaha! he's always there when 'they' call or show up. he taught me to stand firm on the ground but don't let others take what you've accomplished. he always talk about God and evangelized me to Him. he gives me food all the time, hihihi. he's there when i ask about the playoffs. he knows a lot. makatha nga naman. nyahaha! i love him. di pwede palitan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my LIL'BROTHER [keanu rei valdez] --&gt;&gt; he's my one and only brother. obviously. he plays with me all the time. he hugs me to the point that i can no longer breathe. he wrestles me as if i'm a brother to him. he's a loser when it comes to video games but he taught me how to be strong, physically. nyahahaha! he always punch me. but he's soft. because he's fat. ahihihihi. he's my pillow during the night. he defends me from evil forces. he knows all my crushes. haha! he asks questions that can never be answered by yes or no. he's a wierdo, but... i love him. so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my BESTFRIEND 1 [roxanne "osan" figueroa] --&gt;&gt; she also taught me a lot of things. mostly about anime! nyahahaha! she also defends me to people who she knows is not worthy of our trust. she puts a smile on my face, always. i feel comfortable with her. she hugs people, a lot, to show her love and care for them. she gives me advice in a lot of things in life. she's willing to give up her own happiness for the sake of others, knowing that she's got this 'd' personality. ahihihi. she loves yoh asakura. haha! she's always there when we go to the malls. she also teaches me some about the guitar. i really admire her. 'what you see is what you get' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. my BESTFRIEND 2 [francesca "cheska" de ocampo] --&gt;&gt; my hiphop buddy. ahihihihi. she texts me alot. hehe. she gives 'us' advice. she's one naughty girl when it comes to anime. she's always there for me when i need someone to lean on. she's very special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. my ORIGINAL BETFRIEND [mark paolo cardenas] --&gt;&gt; who is this?.. you know him..? joke. he's my bestfriend. he's always there to ask me about things, like, "so.... sino na?" and, "tapos?".. he's there to cheer me up when i'm kind of depressed. he gives me SOME advice. i just had an argument with him last week.. *wenk* but we're okay now. he's cool. totally. kahit na binabatukan pa ko nitong taong toh!.. hehehe. he's different now. just like what he said, 'there would never be another bestfriend like who i have now: you'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. my GIVER, my BESTFRIEND [anna bettina "abbie" esguerra] --&gt;&gt; she often gives me advice about stuffs. we're totally opposites but we're somewhat connected with each other. she always express her love to her friends. she's the one who'll never judge you. wala kang masasabi sakanya. she's just so kind and everything. beauty and brains. totally cool. she loves pink (connection??). she hugs me a lot. ahihihi. she's the kind of friend that i'm willing to give my life to. i really love her. she means so much to me. we've been bestfriends for years yet, she never change. i'll defend her no matter what. love you sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my SHEPHERD [ate may bansale] --&gt;&gt; she's cool. she's always there to text me to come to our coc. kahit na minsan di ako pumupunta. she's there to call you up just to ask how you're doing. she cares for you a lot. she's smart and not to forget, she's also beautiful. nyahaha! i really admire her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. my PASTOR, my GUITSRIST [michael christopher "mike" velasquez] --&gt;&gt; he's a very serious person. he's always there to scold me when i've done something wrong. he told me to just keep quiet, stay still and let God work for your problems. he's there to give me some advice. he talks about God all the time. he is so cool. he taught me a lot on how to play the guitar. he's one heck of a musician. sings well,too. he's boom. nyaha! he gives his own happiness to other people just to see them smile. he cares for you a lot. un un eh//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. my BROTHER BEAR [john "kuya" go] --&gt;&gt; he's my brother in Christ. he's there to put a smile on my face. ahihihi. he's getting old! nyahahaha! joke. . . he cares for me a lot. he taught me how to pick a nice guitar 'pick'. he argues with me when it comes to anime bishounens. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. my LIL'SISTER [krystal rae "siopao' valdez] --&gt;&gt; she's still a baby yet, she makes our world go round. know why? because she look exactly like a 'siopao'. ahihihihi. she laughs a lot. i love her so so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hew.. i thought that'd never end. that's it people! byebye! in a week, something will happen to this website.. so stay tuned! nyahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111560101313373115?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111560101313373115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111560101313373115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111560101313373115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111560101313373115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/okasan-no-hibi-omodeito.html' title='okasan no hibi omodeito!'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111526446763392164</id><published>2005-05-05T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:41:07.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepover(s)...</title><content type='html'>ahihihihihihihi... cheska had her sleepover here last last night. yipee! osan didn't make it. that's the reason why it's so hard to be the 'only' child. her parents won't allow her for some reasons such as, if ever she's permitted to have an overnight with us, tita irene and tito efren wouldn't have any 'baby' at their house. another, they're strict when it comes to sleepovers. nyaha! but it's okay. sooner or later we'll have an overnight [again], at cheska's place. ahihihi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noel slept here for 4 days and 3 nights. while kuya paul slept at christopher's place together with john, jez and the others. i wonder if tita des and tito rene's okay with it. maybe because their leaving and that's the reason why they allow their children to stay with their friends as long as they can. nyahaha! i wonder if after 3 years, my mom would allow me to the same thing before we leave for canada. nyahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's with the layout?&lt;br /&gt;well, i really don't like it at all. if not for the jukebox ek-ek. i wouldn't put an effort on editing this as my layout. life...&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i just read cheska's fanfiction and it's really great! i can't wait for the next chapter to be published! i also read some of her reviews and seedling fans really love it! nyahahahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is thursday(obviously!?). and we're supposed to have our hiphop session today but unfortunately, ate jessa and ate doty went to the EGR with the others. so it's cancelled. we'll have our next session on saturday. nyahahahahahahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't seem to find any anime midis other than that, which i already used for the jukebox. urgh. so annoying. anyway, i'll try and find one now. see 'yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111526446763392164?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111526446763392164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111526446763392164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111526446763392164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111526446763392164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/sleepovers.html' title='sleepover(s)...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111496471678746355</id><published>2005-05-02T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T09:25:16.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, nothing.</title><content type='html'>nothing. nyahaha! just nothing. just thought of blogging about how wonderful my day turned out! okay.. here it goeS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene_one: osan and i went to sunday school this morning. unfortunately, cheska wasn't able to join us 'cause she's just 13 years ola, i think. so she's in hs1. kuya lems gave all the old students a survey paper. while ate jean gave us, the new students a blank piece of paper. anyway, i'm not in the mood to tell the whole story. it's just that i feel very comfortable with these people, esp. osan and doty. nyahahaha! it's as if they knew me more than other people. i think. nyaha! it's fun, seriously.i love them.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene_two: we,[osan, me, and bea], went to CS to have something to eat. until.... there'e this 'baka no onna' who suddenly broke into our conversation and started telling us these things: "can you lower your voice? hindi niyo pag-aari ang buong CS. and let me finish first my order, will you?".&lt;br /&gt;to our surprise, osan gave the woman this 'kenshin rorouni' look. nyahahahaha! urgh. can i just ask her if she's the owner of the reataurant or something?! well, she's not!.. then after some time, kuya matt came. then we told him the incident. nyahahahahaha! you know kuya matt, right? he then started to make a lot of noise! making the fat 'baka no onna' irritated. nyahaha! nice one. for those of you who want to know what 'BAK NO ONNA' means... just ask me, osan, cheska or kuya paul. [japanese.... nyahahaha!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene_three: we decided to go to circle c for lunch and for our picture taking...'moment...!' nyahaha! we're supposed to ride a taxi or something but then,,, tito efren f. told us that he'd drop us by. people&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; [1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9] [osan, krizsa, cheska, bea, cash, alex, nathan, noel, gio.]&lt;br /&gt;imagine 9 young people, plus two adults, riding a pajero or something smaller. whew! that would be a lot to talk about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene_four: the circle c. nyahahahahaha! all of us decided to take a picture before having lunch at chowking. all of us had a great time!... unfortunately, cash's money went missing. anyway, so then we ate. after eating, we decided to seperate ways. the boys, (noel, nathan, gio, including alex -alex is a girl who acts as a boy and someone who wears an and1 rubbershoes), went to play video games. bea and cash took off to buy some clothes. me, cheska and osan agreed that we'd go andromeda to check the net. after a while, tito efren f. came. then we got to their car again. (picture with me). then went back to church. noel and nathan told us that they'd like to go to our house and have a sleepover with keanu (my fat brother). my dad told me that we have to wait for him for at least one hour. he didn't allow us to commute. life.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene_five: oops! he did it again!.. nyahahaha! ______ was there. he asked me if he can see all our pictures. he then started smiling for no reason. he saw my picture on my wallet and started asking if he could have it. after that, noel and i went to the office to sit there and wait for my dad. then ______ came in and sat with us. he gave me this totally cool card. nyahahahahahaha! our conversation went well. then noel started teasing us for no reason at all!... whatever. anyway, noel started to complain about his tummy. tummyache! tummyache alert! nyahahahahahahaha! stomachache is not needed at the moment of truth but for noel, it is. whatever. nyaha! it has been an hour, i think that he sat there with me. kuya ____ and kuya _____ 's already asking him to go with them but he refused. not until my dad came. then we have to leave. corny. nyhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scene_six: noel, nathan and keanu are having a great time. they've taken over the ps2!... nyahahahahahhahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111496471678746355?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111496471678746355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111496471678746355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111496471678746355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111496471678746355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-nothing.html' title='oh, nothing.'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111467581043679936</id><published>2005-04-28T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T01:10:10.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...boom!</title><content type='html'>boooOOOoOOoOOoOooOOoOoOooooMmmMmMmmmMMMmMMmmmmMMMmMmmMmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyahaha! may naalala lang ako 2ngkol sa 'boom!'... haha! basta. tanungin nio nlang ung ibang nakakaalam. nyahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, la lang. feel ko mag-blog. lapit na birthday ko! after 5 months!.. what a big joke. tagal pa. kaasar. gusto ko na talaga ng electric guitar! my gosh.. anong petsa na ba kc.. gusto ko na tumanda. joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.. my dad showed me something yesterday. guess what?.....&lt;br /&gt;'CANADA'. he is so cruel. ayoko pang umalis dito noh! i still want to fulfill my dreams and be a broadcaster!.. hmph. my dad told me that we'll tour in Canada next year.. sa tingin ko sabi niya mga march daw. then pagnagustuhan nila dun, then that's the time na punta na kami dun. their planning to stay there, for good. kaasar. i love Philippines. hello?! 'di ko pa nga napupuntahan boracay ever in my life tapos aalis na bigla.. why too soon?!! e as if din naman na pwede ako magpaiwan diba?.. and another thing, gusto ko pa mag-debut dito sa pinas. ayoko dun. haii.. change topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of canada. the del sol family finally decided to leave for canada. sa may 15 na. bad 3p. my brother already cried. 'di daw niya kaya mawala bestfriend niya. even john told me na masama loob nia kc alis na bestfriend nia, si kuya paul. dami problem ng mga tao ngaun. buti aq wala. [sinong niloko koh?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may hiphop session nanaman kami mamaya.. haha! handa ko na katawan ko sa sakit! stunts daw eh. kc naman. la lang. anyway, c cheska masaya kagabi. kasi..... *toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang. . . my classmates have been texting and calling me ever since the clock ticked 6 in the evening. kinakamusta ko. mga un talaga o... parating sakto ung timing. kung kelan may problem aqh, tska lang sila magttxt. pero at least, tama sa timing ung approach nila... hehe. galing nga eh. dami nila. haha! namiss lang ako ng mga un. nyahaha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i can feel the heat of summer already. yung tipong kahit nasayo na ung fan, naka number 3 na, ang init parin. kaasar. grabe. i'm craving for some ice cream today! wala naman dumadaan. ha!&lt;br /&gt;sige na... byebye! nonsense ng blog ko. haha! dagdagan ko nalang maya. or bukas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps: may nagtxt kagabi...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ong pala! thank you abi and john!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111467581043679936?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111467581043679936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111467581043679936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111467581043679936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111467581043679936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/boom.html' title='...boom!'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111448344332434837</id><published>2005-04-25T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T19:44:03.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>people...are...so...</title><content type='html'>blah.blah.blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la lang. feel ko lang mag-blog. actually, i'm thinking of bloging about a certain person, but... i decided not to. know why? 'cause i've been thinking of [him/her] as one of my major problem in life. okay,okay... call me a nincampoop but that's just the way i think when it comes to [him/her]. anyway, i really don't want to blog about [him/her] anymore. sakit lang sa ulo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i've been smiling ever since dvbs started. but i can't understand why i'm still smiling...eh tapos na nga dvbs. i have reasons. i think. but maybe one of those reasons is the fact that i feel very comfortable with osan and cheska. nyahaha! wait! [osan, i'll blog about the 'nike' thing later.]&lt;br /&gt;di ko lang alam, pero... i feel as if i'm a better person when i'm with these people. there's a saying nga na "people come, but some may go.." siguro nga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember telling both of them that i really enjoy their company than the others. that's why they asked me to stay. and so i decided that i'll have a commitment that i'll stay with them, always. my mom also told me to stick around with them just because she also had this feeling na mas magiging masaya nga siguro ako sa kanila. nyahaha! i really think she's right. but i also promised abi that i'll never ever leave her. that's why i'll still be there for her, always. and that is a promise. nyahaha!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may kwento ako.. haha! [osan, eto na..]&lt;br /&gt;kasi, ganto yan. nood kaming movie sa sm. me, osan and joshua v.&lt;br /&gt;osan had this blue nike cap on her head. after some time, she decided to remove it. knowing na nasa lood nga naman kami ng sinehan. so, aun. after a while, natapos na ung movie, so aun, eh hindi pa nag-lights on agad. we decided to leave the place since naabutan na rin naman namin ung part ng movie. nagtaka ko bakit walang suot na cap si osan, so we went back and check. hinanap na namin kung saan-saan. tapos aun,, nag-decide kami na wag na hanapin, eh si joshua maxadong purigido.. eh nung hindi na talaga makita.. sabi nalang ni josh kay osan na bibilhan na lang nya ng bago si osan... [awww... how sweet.. joke.] then there's this guy who came to me and asked me kung ano ung hinahanap namin, sabi ko ung cap na blue,, then he told us "hindi naman po kasi yan ung place kung san kayo nakaupo eh, dito po sa likod namin..." *wenk! aun,, haha! nakita rin ung cap.. grrr... sayang yung effort?! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, we had our sleepover last wednesday kila osan. believe it or not. laki ng house nila. pati room niya. she also have this jacuzzi in her bathroom. nyak! basta! puro anime wallpapers. astig nga eh. halos lahat nasa room na niya. may component, and even have her own computer.. yun nga lang, nahirapan kami i-boot. kasi nagkavirus ata or something ung xp. basta. then we decided to watch this korean movie entitled 'windsruck'. sobrang astig. la lang. nyahaha. kakaiyak nga eh. kala ko nung una boring yung movie, 'di pala. hehehe. anyway,, aun. pati cardcaptor sakura the movie pinanood namin. hehe. astig kasi eh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some time, tinamad na kami, we started to play osan's electric guitar. unfortunately, wala siya sa tono. kaya ang hirap. tinono pa namin. until we got bored. dapat nga 'di kami matutulog eh. kaya pina-take kami ni osan ng personality test. cheska got this 'dc' persoinality. ung aken?.. wag na. akala ko kasi dati 'd' ako eh.. lumabas dun ay............................. "id"... wierd noh? hehehehehe. tama na nga yan. at least may 'd' parin, diba?! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto na.. huh? la lang. i talked to d.a. last night and asked him about things. wierd nga lang mga sagot niya. isa pa pala 'tong rich boy. may body guard pa, pupunta lang sa mcdo. nyahaha! anyway, we had our hiphop session last night and y whole body's hurting, even now. grabe un. nag-over-the-limit na kami... gosh.. hirap pa nung steps.. binago kasi eh. ate apol was there. during our break time, ate shy asked me to do the 'baby freeze'.. aun, ginawa ko naman. pati si ate nina nag-try kaso mejo nahirapan. tapos... ate apol taught us the 'elephant'.. walang makakuha kasi sobrang hirao. pati headstand tinuro. kaso ang sakit sa ulo!.. grabe.. so hard to balance.. basta asteeg... hehe. we'll have our next session on thursday night. hehe!.. ei people, got to go. haba na maxado eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111448344332434837?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111448344332434837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111448344332434837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111448344332434837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111448344332434837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/peopleareso.html' title='people...are...so...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111380256813583089</id><published>2005-04-18T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:36:08.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dvbs 2005</title><content type='html'>ei, people. just came home from church. my first day at dvbs is a blast! *wenk..* before anything else, sabihin ko muna lahat ng hs2..&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS: me, anding, dana, clarisse, micah c., fae, masie, nichae [dunno if the spelling's right], gelisa [bahala na ung spelling diyan... nyahaha! ].. dami noh?.. nyahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOYS: mark, mike, joshua m., joshua v., jec, jc, gerard, wiley, calit, timothy s., stephen, justin, d.a, jacob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it! nyahaha.. all in all: 23! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, akala ko tlga, 15 lng kmi. un pala.. 23! marami nga namang namamatay sa AKALA! onga naman.. then, there's these activity that kuya jayvee made up for us to get to know each other. at xempre, talagang si kuya jayvee ang namili nung akin.. nyahaha! "most embarassing moment." how nice?! acutaly, tlgang pinipili lang ni kuya jayvee yung mga taong pagbibigyan nyan eh!.. hehe.. ako, wiley, mark [whahahahahaha!!! joke!], joshua m.. but of course, kuya jayvee, ate karen and kuya marty also told us about their most embarassing moments!.. nyahhahahaha! joke. private talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang gulo ng blog ko!.. anyway,, cheska and i will have an overnight-during-dvbs at ate osan's house on wednesday! nyak!.. woahh.. anime?! joke. ang labo.. ang blurreddddd.. jokes.. jokes are half meant.. nyahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.. i got my certificate from my adviser last friday.. stupid q! ang pangit ng subject na nakuha ko na award.. aahhh! ewan! at least meron! nyahahahahahahaha! whatever. bye people! may kwento sana ko kaso tinamad na ko eh! basahin niyo nalang site ni anding tungkol sa mga 2 timers! byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[p.s. --- i hate that image source!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111380256813583089?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111380256813583089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111380256813583089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111380256813583089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111380256813583089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/dvbs-2005.html' title='dvbs 2005'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111330656280630054</id><published>2005-04-12T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T06:04:41.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bored. I’m stuck here in our house doing nothing when I was supposed to be at church with my younger brother doing his drum session thingy. But instead of going with him, my mom told me to stay at home since our awarding of certificate will have to wait until Thursday morning. I hate that principal. It took him that long just to sign our certificates? Shat a waste of time. Anyway, my mother will have to buy me some new cd’s as a token of hey-I-passed-my-math-subject issue. I finally realize it. Andrea’s tutorial session seem to pay off. Yeah! Haha! I should really thank her for that. [thank you! n_n]!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, before I forgot. I’m really not sure yet if I’ll be in hs1 or hs2 during the dvbs but I’m sure that’ll be a lot of fun, I think. Hehe. Sad to say, abi won’t make it. Sigh… but hey, look on the bright side. I get to know new people. Ahihihi… &lt;br /&gt;We’re suppose to have our hip hop sessions during Saturdays but unfortunately, ate shy won’t make it on Saturday that’s why she decided to move the session this coming Thursday night. Hehe. I’m glad my mom allowed me to go even if it’s official time is 6:30 to 9:00 pm. I’m kinda scared when the warm-up thingy starts. It takes a lot of effort and energy to keep up with all the warm-up exercises being taught than of that dance steps. Ate shy also told us to do curl-ups every morning. No soft drinks. No fatty foods. She and tita carrie told us to lose weight. I’m dead by the time I lose weight. Haiii… hey, got to go. See yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt; img src="http://images.google.com.ph/images?q=tbn:Ibmuxf1PGz4J:members.aol.com/sciencedude22/images/jesse%2520mccartney.jpg alt="jesse" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111330656280630054?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111330656280630054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111330656280630054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111330656280630054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111330656280630054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-so-bored_12.html' title=''/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111330654268708770</id><published>2005-04-12T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T04:49:02.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bored. I’m stuck here in our house doing nothing when I was supposed to be at church with my younger brother doing his drum session thingy. But instead of going with him, my mom told me to stay at home since our awarding of certificate will have to wait until Thursday morning. I hate that principal. It took him that long just to sign our certificates? What a waste of time. Anyway, my mother will have to buy me some new cd’s as a token of hey-I-passed-my-math-subject issue. I finally realize it. Andrea’s tutorial session seem to pay off. Yeah! Haha! I should really thank her for that. [thank you! n_n]!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, before I forgot. I’m really not sure yet if I’ll be in hs1 or hs2 during the dvbs but I’m sure that’ll be a lot of fun, I think. Hehe. Sad to say, abi won’t make it. Sigh… but hey, look on the bright side. I get to know new people. Ahihihi… &lt;br /&gt;We’re suppose to have our hip hop sessions during Saturdays but unfortunately, ate shy won’t make it on Saturday that’s why she decided to move the session this coming Thursday night. Hehe. I’m glad my mom allowed me to go even if it’s official time is 6:30 to 9:00 pm. I’m kinda scared when the warm-up thingy starts. It takes a lot of effort and energy to keep up with all the warm-up exercises being taught than of that dance steps. Ate shy also told us to do curl-ups every morning. No soft drinks. No fatty foods. She and tita carrie told us to lose weight. I’m dead by the time I lose weight. Haiii… hey, got to go. See yah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111330654268708770?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111330654268708770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111330654268708770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111330654268708770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111330654268708770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-am-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111312812543289763</id><published>2005-04-10T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T03:15:25.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan..</title><content type='html'>yoko na.. aahh! gulo ng buhay ko ngaun. pero,, okay lang un! haha! astiggh nga eh! joke.. [but jokes are half meant ryt?]. anyway, aun, usher kami kanina.. la lang. malamang, 2nd sunday ngaun eh. tapos,, lunch kami ni abi sa mcdo. andun cla d.a &amp; jacob, mike &amp; jed, mark &amp; kuya jc. la lang. kukulit. hehe. [psst! abi! wag mo seryosohin yung 'wierd' thing chuva ha?!] la lang yun. nangaasar lang siguro yun. hehe. la lang. boring. aun, tapos stay kami ni abi sa church,, eh nainip kami so we decided na punta na lang sa sm. init kaya! may nagawa si abi na never pa niyang nagawa sa buong buhay niya!.. wow.. hehe. pero, saya nga eh. hehe. aun,, nagutom uli kami. nakakita ng king corn, aun, bumili kmi. haha! whatevr!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun, tapos balik sa church.. eh mukhang boring. xempre, san pa ba bagsak namin? sa countrystyle, malamang.. how nice. may free taste pa dun! ang wierd. bumili naman kami kaya ok lang, ayt? la lang..&lt;br /&gt;noh ba yan, nakakahawa pala mga expression ng ibang tao. [abi! sabi sayo tagalog eh!]... aun. bye. y'all! alis pa ko bukas! card-giving namin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111312812543289763?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111312812543289763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111312812543289763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111312812543289763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111312812543289763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/ewan.html' title='ewan..'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111296613315136531</id><published>2005-04-08T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T06:15:33.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless...</title><content type='html'>speechless. why are there people who can't understand how other people feel? i'm not saying that they're dumb or anything, it's just that they sometimes need to listen and try to understand what other people are trying to tell them. instead, it turns out that people ended up hurting each other. they should really try to understand the point of the other. argh. unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine me hanging out with this person who's recently being close to me.. i've treated that someone as one of my closest friends and now, that someone ended up scolding me for being 'o.a'!!! [you know who you are, lam ko tinatamaan ka].. call me rude, call me unreasonable,, but you told me that you'd always be there for me but, nooo.. you came, then you left. nang-iwan ba sa ere?! oasis?! [pretty rude?!] sorry for all of the terms that i've been using but, i can't find a word that best suits current the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that. why are they making this very SMALL issue a BIG one?! sorry to hurt you, but just like you, i'm just expressing myself. and i can't help it. maybe 4r have really gone through a lot of hardships in life and only us can resolve every problem. &lt;br /&gt;i remember someone telling me that God is so wise that he already created a solution even before the problem occur. [haii...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe we just need a li'l time and space from each other. it may take days, weeks, months but not years. we may not be as close as our usual, but we can never tell what'll happen. [so stay tuned folks! joke...] hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so speechless... [pagkatapos nun?! speechless pa?!] i know that after anyone of read this blog, you'd totally hate me. it's okay. if it's the only thing that'll make all of you satisfied and all. but i'ts OTEI! THAT'S LIFE.  and since my life is so boring... i've got to go now... gooodbye pope john paul... [what the?!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps]&lt;br /&gt;sorry sa lahat ng nasabi ko... haha! anu ba yan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111296613315136531?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111296613315136531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111296613315136531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111296613315136531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111296613315136531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/speechless.html' title='speechless...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111294158164065595</id><published>2005-04-07T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T23:38:00.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>destiny</title><content type='html'>we believe that our lives are drawn and decided by fate and destiny. we believe that no one can run away from fate... that no one can change the destiny that is in store for us in our lives.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we say that destiny is the force that drives the world together. is that so? we also say that fate controls our lives and destinies. that is what Atheists believe in. however,fate isn't the one who controls all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what will you say if someday, something terrible happen to you? say, "this is my destiny"? it's all false... not right... downright wrong.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destiny is not a matter of chance... it is a matter of choice. our destiny is decided by what we do. it is created by the actions that we perform, and the dreams that we seek. it is not automatically decided. it is not created by luck.&lt;br /&gt;destiny is our story. we create it... we control it. we re not the puppets of fate like what other people believe in. instead, fate is OUR puppet. it is not a permanent thing like "mighty bond to wood". we can change t by doing things that would change it. we could create another chapter of the book entited "My Life".&lt;br /&gt;so then, if fate somewhat becomes "cruel" to you, then take out your 'pen', take your book, open it in a blank page, and write on it. you have the power to change it with the help of God's mighty hand.&lt;br /&gt;you have the powerto change your destiny, for "DESTINY IS NOT A MATTER OF CHANCE... IT IS A MATTER OF CHOICE."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111294158164065595?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111294158164065595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111294158164065595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111294158164065595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111294158164065595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/destiny.html' title='destiny'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111253450168577844</id><published>2005-04-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T06:21:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...which do you prefer?</title><content type='html'>i feel like dying right now... seriously. BUT... on second thought... maybe not. i dunno.. i just don't get it. but, i don't want people to think that i'm weak, that's why i'm really trying hard to ignore this stupid thing that's bugging me right now. which do you prefer, "loving someone who doesn't love you or, try to force yourself on loving someone you don't love...". anyway, anne's having her despedida party at phil-am's clubhouse, lucky for me, andrea lives there and that's the reason why my parents allowed me to go there. losing anne, is just like losing half of your passion on dancing. think about it: anne's been one of the very great dancers in st. james college qc. she's also a great friend of mine. she thought me a lot of things. for example: trying to put some icing on your classmate's face and trying to dance as graceful as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd be a total jerk if you think it's okay for her to live. &lt;br /&gt;but we respect her, we respect her decision. no one can stop her, not even her boyfriend. do you believe in long-distance realtionship?&lt;br /&gt;i don't. hehe. but, true love waits, ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 'kuya-kuyahan' told me that he'd call me while he's in their province. but he told me later on that he's doin' alot of stuffs right now that's why he'd call me next time. i think he's just playing tekken 5 again. that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are going on their vacations! i wanna go too!... awww... oh yeah! i forgot. i'm kinda disappointed right now, wanna know why..?here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrea's age is 15, right? that means she's one year older than me, abi and micah. MEANING... she's on highschool 2. grrr.. it's 4r's anniversary! hhmmph. but it's okay. ate jot also has a good point there. that's why. don't worry! next year, we will surely be together!... hehehe. haii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go. i'm kinda into eating chocolate right now. but before that, here are some quotes that gave me the chills. see yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kapag mahal mo ang isang tao, papasayahin,&lt;br /&gt;pagbibigyan hangga't kaya mo. pano kung sinaktan&lt;br /&gt;ka niya? mamahalin mo parin ba? ako, oo. dahil&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman ako nagmahal... para lang sumaya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's easy to fall completely with someone...&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to believe all these lies...&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to lose yourself to someone you hardly know...&lt;br /&gt;but why isn't it easy to forget someone you love...&lt;br /&gt;who found it easy to let you go..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bakit pag kaibigan mo walang break-up?!&lt;br /&gt;pero once na naging kayo, konting away&lt;br /&gt;break na agad! diba natin naisip na &lt;br /&gt;kung sa magkakaibigan... nagkakaintindihan.&lt;br /&gt;what more dapat sa nagmamahalan diba?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111253450168577844?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111253450168577844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111253450168577844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111253450168577844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111253450168577844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/which-do-you-prefer_03.html' title='...which do you prefer?'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111253449514539649</id><published>2005-04-03T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T06:21:35.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...which do you prefer?</title><content type='html'>i feel like dying right now... seriously. BUT... on second thought... maybe not. i dunno.. i just don't get it. but, i don't want people to think that i'm weak, that's why i'm really trying hard to ignore this stupid thing that's bugging me right now. which do you prefer, "loving someone who doesn't love you or, try to force yourself on loving someone you don't love...". anyway, anne's having her despedida party at phil-am's clubhouse, lucky for me, andrea lives there and that's the reason why my parents allowed me to go there. losing anne, is just like losing half of your passion on dancing. think about it: anne's been one of the very great dancers in st. james college qc. she's also a great friend of mine. she thought me a lot of things. for example: trying to put some icing on your classmate's face and trying to dance as graceful as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'd be a total jerk if you think it's okay for her to live. &lt;br /&gt;but we respect her, we respect her decision. no one can stop her, not even her boyfriend. do you believe in long-distance realtionship?&lt;br /&gt;i don't. hehe. but, true love waits, ayt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 'kuya-kuyahan' told me that he'd call me while he's in their province. but he told me later on that he's doin' alot of stuffs right now that's why he'd call me next time. i think he's just playing tekken 5 again. that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are going on their vacations! i wanna go too!... awww... oh yeah! i forgot. i'm kinda disappointed right now, wanna know why..?here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrea's age is 15, right? that means she's one year older than me, abi and micah. MEANING... she's on highschool 2. grrr.. it's 4r's anniversary! hhmmph. but it's okay. ate jot also has a good point there. that's why. don't worry! next year, we will surely be together!... hehehe. haii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go. i'm kinda into eating chocolate right now. but before that, here are some quotes that gave me the chills. see yah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kapag mahal mo ang isang tao, papasayahin,&lt;br /&gt;pagbibigyan hangga't kaya mo. pano kung sinaktan&lt;br /&gt;ka niya? mamahalin mo parin ba? ako, oo. dahil&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman ako nagmahal... para lang sumaya."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it's easy to fall completely with someone...&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to believe all these lies...&lt;br /&gt;it's easy to lose yourself to someone you hardly know...&lt;br /&gt;but why isn't it easy to forget someone you love...&lt;br /&gt;who found it easy to let you go..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"bakit pag kaibigan mo walang break-up?!&lt;br /&gt;pero once na naging kayo, konting away&lt;br /&gt;break na agad! diba natin naisip na &lt;br /&gt;kung sa magkakaibigan... nagkakaintindihan.&lt;br /&gt;what more dapat sa nagmamahalan diba?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111253449514539649?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111253449514539649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111253449514539649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111253449514539649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111253449514539649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/04/which-do-you-prefer.html' title='...which do you prefer?'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-111042116373344830</id><published>2005-03-10T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T18:19:23.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>di ko tlga feel magblog eh.. kaso sayang un site kung wlang blog.. ayt? anyway,, it's our feild trip yesterday.. kapagod nga e. kc ba naman,, 1 hour kami naghintay para lang mkapasok sa gardenia factory.. tpos ang init init pa.. grrrr..pero otei lang, ganda namn eh!.. may free toasties! korny.. hehe. tpos inutusan pa ko ni mama na bumili ng wheat bread.. aun.. mura nga eh, kc studyante daw kmi. may some kind of hair net pa na pinasuot samin.. haii..&lt;br /&gt;tapos lunch sa tagaytay,,sa picnic grove.. actually, yung field trip ngaun eh parang field trip ko nung grade 5.. kaya ndi ako maxado natuwa.. pero masaya kc andun ung 4four!!!.. lhat kmi pumunta!.. hehe.. buti nga ndi chop-chop section namin eh. tpos un, bili lng kmi ng bili ng pagkain.. ndi ko naman kinain,, haha! sila mama lng kumain!. hehe. pero kumain kmi ng mangga.. hehe,, kakangilo sa ipin! asim kc eh! tpos nung wlang magawa sa bus,, nglaro lng kmi ng cards. boring kc eh. pati jurasc park pinanood din.. anoh ba iyyuun? panood ko na un kya tinulugan ko na lng.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;pati mga shots ng camera samin ang wierd eh. prng mga sira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero ung pinakanakakaasar!.. nagpasundo ako ng 7:45.. cnundo ako ng 9! akoh nlng magisa nun sa skul,, kasama ung mga guard.. kaya ako absent ngaun. ndi nila tlga ako mppapasok kc pinagod nila koh eh.. hehehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punt din nga pla kmi sa minizoo.. andun sa balasik!! haha! korny! la lang.. tinatamad na ko magtype.. cge na poh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-111042116373344830?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/111042116373344830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=111042116373344830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111042116373344830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/111042116373344830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/03/di-ko-tlga-feel-magblog-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110950366694908395</id><published>2005-02-27T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T03:27:46.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>since you've been gone, i CAN'T breathe for the first time!</title><content type='html'>It's been a very very long time since my last blog,ayt? well, what can i say??.. i'm too busy with all of my dance practices. another thing, i lost my cellphone last saturday and my dad almost killed me!.. i just have it for like, uhhmmm.. 2 months i think. whoever took my cellphone will be cursed forever!!! nyahahahahahaha! jokess! just like mark always say, "i don't give a curse..!" hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that incident.. i got robbed again by that guy.. i don't wanna mention any names but i really know who that person is. he's the same guy who took my wallet last year. it's okay.. &lt;br /&gt;but still, it's my money...though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, my mom gave me another cellphone so i guess i don't have to worry anymore.. haha!.. (here's my new number: 09178539947) hahaha!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i get from cursing a person?..nothing right.. anger can only lead to sin,, and sin separates us from God. haiii..&lt;br /&gt;God hates a heart that devises wicked scheme..so i won't curse anyone. but it may take time to forgive someone who, you know has a grudge against you. truly blessed people go around blessing others.. so i guess i should try to help others than to curse them.. this is life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait,wait,wait! i forgot something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is soooo kind!.. hahahaha! he talked to me a while ago at church asking me if i'm mad or not. i told him that i wasn't.. of course. why should i lie to him and tell him that i am mad at him.. he is, anyway, a very..... *toot*!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! bye pipz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110950366694908395?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110683435470528078</id><published>2005-01-27T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T05:59:14.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy for you</title><content type='html'>nothing interesting ... i don't even care if you want to leave my site,,, right now. i don't mind. all i mind is that i have some mixed emotions occuring in my body, right now. dunno what i'm supposed to feel. all i know is, this song kept on bugging me.&lt;br /&gt;crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;- sponge cola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swaying room as the music starts&lt;br /&gt;Strangers making the most of the dark&lt;br /&gt;Two by two their bodies become one&lt;br /&gt;I see you through the smokey air&lt;br /&gt;Can't you feel the weight of my stare&lt;br /&gt;You're so close but still a world away&lt;br /&gt;What I'm dying to say, is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Touch me once and you'll know it's true&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anyone like this&lt;br /&gt;It's all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for you, crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to control my heart&lt;br /&gt;I walk over to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Eye to eye we need no words at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly now we begin to move&lt;br /&gt;Every breath I'm deeper into you&lt;br /&gt;Soon we two are standing still in time&lt;br /&gt;If you read my mind, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Touch me once and you'll know it's true&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anyone like this&lt;br /&gt;I'ts all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel it in my kiss because&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Touch me once and you'll know it's true&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted anyone like this&lt;br /&gt;I'ts all brand new, you'll feel it in my kiss&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy for you, crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy for you, crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all brand new, I'm crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;And you know it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm crazy, crazy for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to tagaytay due to my overloaded schedule!.. i really can't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/9766842-110683435470528078?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110683435470528078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110683435470528078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110683435470528078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110683435470528078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/crazy-for-you.html' title='crazy for you'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110629566854922187</id><published>2005-01-21T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T00:21:08.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>speechless ...</title><content type='html'>no comment. that's the exact word to describe all the events that had happened awhile ago at school. PWEDE BA MAGTAGALOG NALANG?.. kasi namemental block ako sa sobrang inis!!!..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito kasi yan:: ms. janice told us to divide the whole class into two groups para sa project namin sa music. eh nagkataon na may sarili na kaming group. una apat lang kmi, tpos nging 12, tpos nging 16. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[me,gikki,tine,rhyan,henry,lawrence,ron,emmerson,jenesis,richelle,meg,kriz,tecson,rusty,paulo and erika.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan,, 16 diba?.. eh halos lhat ng may video cam napunta samin.. tapos nagalit na "siya" kasi sa group nila walang may video cam and gusto nya na sa house nanaman nila magshoot ng video para may video cam sin sila. kainis! ngayon, masyado na xa nagtataray chka nagdadabog. tama din ba namang magtalk behind my back?.. kala niya di ko malalaman. wala na nga ako ginagawa and sinasabi sakanya,, still,.. ganun parin ugali niya. kinuha na nga nya lahat ng magaling sa project namin sa english tpos ngaun gusto niya sua prin masusunod. abuso na siya for short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,, sorry sa blog.. niinis lang talga ako sa mga taong feeling. masama din loob ko kasi nakuha ko na card ko,, sobwang baba ng average ko. line of 8 parin pero para sa tatay ko,, mababa. lalo na math ko... 5 points ang binaba. kainis! top 9 nlng nakuhako then, best in journalism lang. isa lang!.. grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad told me na i won't recieve anything from him kasi baba grades ko, si kean kasi tumaas.. naging top 7 knowing na nasa star section pa siya nun. kainis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta! un na un. i won't be coming to our coc tomorrow kasi may dance practice ako dito bukas.. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110629566854922187?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110629566854922187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110629566854922187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110629566854922187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110629566854922187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/speechless.html' title='speechless ...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110604347044889586</id><published>2005-01-18T18:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:17:50.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your heart decides who gets to stay in your life </title><content type='html'>it's finally over.. i've come back to my true outgoing self again. i can really tell that he's the one who brought all the pain in me these past few days, but.. as i can see, he's not even worth crying for. it's totally undeniable. and now, i finally found the one who can really help me recover and forget all the things that had happen between me and the stupid guy from school. he just took me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, he's gonna suffer the consequences. lumalaki lang ulo niya. gikki told me that there's still alot of people who will come in and out of my life so i guess i should just get going and move on. something just happened today that made me realize all this. and i also wanna thank all the people who just defended me a while ago,, gikki, rhyan and tintine.. thank you for telling that to him. even though i know that all of you are more hurt than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for anding? she's totally fine. i love them all!! haha! micah? no comment.. hehehe. abi? still single. haha!. joke. me?.. sekweto!!&lt;br /&gt;bye ya'll! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110604347044889586?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110604347044889586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110604347044889586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110604347044889586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110604347044889586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/your-heart-decides-who-gets-to-stay-in_18.html' title='your heart decides who gets to stay in your life '/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110604343194387470</id><published>2005-01-18T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T02:17:11.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>your heart decides who gets to stay in your life </title><content type='html'>it's finally over.. i've come back to my true outgoing self again. i can really tell that he's the one who brought all the pain in me these past few days, but.. as i can see, he's not even worth crying for. it's totally undeniable. and now, i finally found the one who can really help me recover and forget all the things that had happen between me and the stupid guy from school. he just took me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, he's gonna suffer the consequences. lumalaki lang ulo niya. gikki told me that there's still alot of people who will come in and out of my life so i guess i should just get going and move on. something just happened today that made me realize all this. and i also wanna thank all the people who just defended me a while ago,, gikki, rhyan and tintine.. thank you for telling that to him. even though i know that all of you are more hurt than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for anding? she's totally fine. i love them all!! haha! micah? no comment.. hehehe. abi? still single. haha!. joke. me?.. sekweto!!&lt;br /&gt;bye ya'll! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110604343194387470?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110604343194387470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110604343194387470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110604343194387470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110604343194387470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/your-heart-decides-who-gets-to-stay-in.html' title='your heart decides who gets to stay in your life '/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110544484713365877</id><published>2005-01-11T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T04:00:47.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>the heart knows what we usually refuse to see ... maybe hiding my feelings for the one i love isn't really my profession... my bestfriend at school [gikki], just described my as the 'great pretender' ... she told me that i love t help them out with their love problems but to the fact that even i can't help myself... it's just that i don't want to see them so hurt to the point that they'd cry their heart out just seeing their somebody with another person ... i just can't take their ugly faces when this things happen,, sorry for the term ,, ugly,, hehe.. joke. anyway, also knowing that my very bestfriend at church [andrea], is also hurting just because of this guy who suddenly gave up his affection for andrea.. didn't he realize that my bestfriend's hurting so much .. abi's right ... guys are jerk .. [thank you abi for your wonderful defending blog] ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for micah, i'll be watching the guy for you .. hah! for those who have read my blog about that someone ... just ignore it, pls.. mark is sooooo right.. i'm just trying to hide my feelings so that people won't know the true feelings that i have .. but i also thank you for that someone for teaching me howe to love ... [kc ngaun lng ako nsktan ng gnito.. sau lang. ngaun lng ako ngseryoso... enk u]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's a saying that 'fate brings together people who are really meant to be' ... so i guess you're just not the right guy, you're just not the right person for me..  but i'm really trying to get over you...    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110544484713365877?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110544484713365877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110544484713365877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110544484713365877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110544484713365877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110509101479108810</id><published>2005-01-07T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T01:43:34.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>promises are made to be broken ...</title><content type='html'>people don't always seem so rude the first time you see them but they'd be..in a few years' time. i feel so hurt yesterday, until now. but still, there will always be the feeling of happiness having him just around the corner. what i'm saying is ,,, i love him still even though im hurt. i can never explain all these mixed emotions that i'm feeling right now. it's like an abnormality that's gotten into me, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy kept on making me look like a fool and still making me fall for him even more. he told me that he still love me just a month ago and that he'll wait for me. but then, PROMISES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN.&lt;br /&gt;i almost burst into tears knowing that he doesn't love me anymore making me look like a total fool! two of his cliques told me that he's such a lucky guy coz i still love him though he doesn't love me anymore. but still, another two of his cliques told me that he still loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i made this blog a bit of emotional and senseless ... i just feel so depressed after all of this thins had happened. but i know that i'm still too young to love someone and that God is still in control of who i will marry someday. i know that i have to wait for that someone,, that someone who's really meant for me. someone who will love me for who i am not for the things i have. someone who'll keep his promises. someone who will just love me 'till the end. true love waits ... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110509101479108810?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110509101479108810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110509101479108810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110509101479108810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110509101479108810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/promises-are-made-to-be-broken_07.html' title='promises are made to be broken ...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110509099241187150</id><published>2005-01-07T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T01:43:12.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>promises are made to be broken ...</title><content type='html'>people don't always seem so rude the first time you see them but they'd be..in a few years' time. i feel so hurt yesterday, until now. but still, there will always be the feeling of happiness having him just around the corner. what i'm saying is ,,, i love him still even though im hurt. i can never explain all these mixed emotions that i'm feeling right now. it's like an abnormality that's gotten into me, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy kept on making me look like a fool and still making me fall for him even more. he told me that he still love me just a month ago and that he'll wait for me. but then, PROMISES ARE MADE TO BE BROKEN.&lt;br /&gt;i almost burst into tears knowing that he doesn't love me anymore making me look like a total fool! two of his cliques told me that he's such a lucky guy coz i still love him though he doesn't love me anymore. but still, another two of his cliques told me that he still loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry if i made this blog a bit of emotional and senseless ... i just feel so depressed after all of this thins had happened. but i know that i'm still too young to love someone and that God is still in control of who i will marry someday. i know that i have to wait for that someone,, that someone who's really meant for me. someone who will love me for who i am not for the things i have. someone who'll keep his promises. someone who will just love me 'till the end. true love waits ... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110509099241187150?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110509099241187150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110509099241187150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110509099241187150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110509099241187150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/promises-are-made-to-be-broken.html' title='promises are made to be broken ...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110483175587935915</id><published>2005-01-04T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T01:42:35.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't think of a title for this nonsense blog ...</title><content type='html'>yesterday, i skipped school just to go to circle c with the 4r joined by the two major people affecting our laughters namely, joshua m., and wiley ... i can say that it's worth coming there just to have fun with the 5 of them. wiley made us laugh, a lot!! on the other hand, micah was ... never mind. wiley ate a lot of pizza leaving josh m. beatable. whatever! hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;micah and anding went home by the time of 5:01 pm.. anding can't help but to go with micah since micah's the one with the transpo ..&lt;br /&gt;micah's curfew,, well,, was a bit early, though. &lt;br /&gt;anyway, we laughed at jokes, like 'fk'.. which means 'flying kick' .. hahahahaha! whatevr joshua m!! what a joke ..&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, we took a picture for the 4 of us.. it was a lot of fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo.. today, back to school again. school's kinda wierd today. someone's been asking questions about the past of the two of us .. i couldn't do anything but to ride with him .. and yes, to laugh. hehe. now, i guess i have to buy myself some load just to reply to this person asking who my crush in church is.. bye! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110483175587935915?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110483175587935915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110483175587935915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110483175587935915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110483175587935915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-cant-think-of-title-for-this.html' title='i can&apos;t think of a title for this nonsense blog ...'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110471222345420986</id><published>2005-01-02T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T16:30:23.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>belated merry christmas and a happy new year..?</title><content type='html'>never thought that my christmas and new year will turn out so fine that i have to skip one day out of school haha!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fro Christmas... i spent my whole day being with my relatives.. we shared alot of hppy moments!.. everything turned out just fine.&lt;br /&gt;i have recieved alot of gifts from all of them and took them wholeheartedly.. huh?!.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we spent our new year's eve at baguio with the atienzas, the quejadas, the valdezcos, and the avantes. and of course, us, the valdezs.... hahahaha! anyway,, andrea and i were together since abi and micah weren't there. we went to tiangges and at the camp john hay just to ride the bump cars.. haha! we also went roller blading! my brother fell! hahahahahahaha! what a nerve.. &lt;br /&gt;sooo.... after that, we ate at hotshots. [is that the name of the snack bar? i can't remember] .. i ate a crispy something something burger,,, i forgot the name of that burger. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, where was i?.. i totally forgot. mmmmmmhhhh.... oh yeah, we went home to rest and to cook fod for dinner.. &lt;br /&gt;i really miss my guitar at that time because my father didn't allow me to bring it along.. grrrrrr... he's so grrrfull.. &lt;br /&gt;my mom also misses my guitar bec. she can't sing w/o it. haha!&lt;br /&gt;the next day, 31,, the pastors lighted out some fireworks, me and andrea stayed inside the cottage. we're scared you know. my mom and tita ning, stayed at the cottage too bec. of their asthmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our devotion by the time of 11 o'clock.. it explains on how God's love endures forever.. i'm so greatful to live the life of a Christian family. i'm glad that my parents are christians and that they thought me how to share the gospel for other people to be saved.. hehehe. anyway, if ya'll wanna know the whole story,, visit andrea's site... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110471222345420986?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110471222345420986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110471222345420986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110471222345420986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110471222345420986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2005/01/belated-merry-christmas-and-happy-new.html' title='belated merry christmas and a happy new year..?'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9766842.post-110393876180385242</id><published>2004-12-25T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T17:47:12.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuck everlasting....</title><content type='html'>"you don't have to live forever. you just have to live."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a line from the movie entitled 'tuck everlasting'... andrea and abi were here for our sleepover.. this blog is certainly not my first one.. abi made me do it.. hahaha! joshua m. and mark a.k.a pao also jammed with us later on... anyway, merry CHRISTmas to you all! i'm just chekin' out if this blog is working.. anyway, ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9766842-110393876180385242?l=holyarrow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/feeds/110393876180385242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9766842&amp;postID=110393876180385242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110393876180385242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9766842/posts/default/110393876180385242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holyarrow.blogspot.com/2004/12/tuck-everlasting.html' title='tuck everlasting....'/><author><name>krish</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09528887329954761516</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
