<?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-18107504</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:52:05.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>si jeni lang</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18107504.post-5813723191051192615</id><published>2007-03-01T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T04:09:47.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'd date a gentleman</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NOTHING CRUSHES US&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the anali and jeni adventure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got free movie passes from caloi around lunchtime.. and on a whim anali and i decided we'd go to sm right then and there to see the movie.. music and lyrics.. so we got up and went.. we got our tickets but we walked into the wrong movie.. we were about to go to the right theater but the movie has already started.. we just chose to stay.. dismissing it as one of those "everything happens for a reason" moments.. as it was.. the movie we walked into was the bridge to terabithia.. forgive me if i spelled that wrong.. i'm not entirely sure.. anyways.. i loved the movie.. i loved the character of lesli.. she's like my version of stargirl.. i cried.. i mean i really cried.. she said things like you're not your parents.. you are who you are.. and stuff like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[while anali and i were riding the jeep.. we talked about a lot of stuff.. we always talk.. sometimes about boys even.. today we talked about what type of guys we like.. she says she likes smart guys.. well, who doesn't?.. as for me.. i like guys who i think are sincerely interested.. who stops and thinks about trivial things.. basta.. so enough about boys.. we also talked about feminism.. i like anali's views.. she's no feminist.. she's an individualist.. i couldn't agree with her more.. and the movie echoed our thoughts.. i learned a new thing from her.. like.. a spinster in the phils aren't supposed to be called matandang dalaga but babaeng malaya.. and so we talked about alot of things.. the movie was quite fitting.. it really did justice to our current feelings and thoughts.. it was perfect..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to archi.. but we were so sleepy by then.. now, i'm at a loss for words.. but it really was a great day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anali said not to rant on my blog.. i am trying.. but i do babble.. a lot.. so it's kinda the same thing.. never mind.. i'll be having some dinner now.. toodles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm obsessing over this new show.. "date my mom"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**today the guy's name was joe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didn't choose the perfect girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didn't choose the cheerleader/professional dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he chose the down to earth.. laid back girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he says he's a gentleman.. and he'd like someone who appreciates that about him..&lt;br /&gt;what girl wouldn't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd love to date a gentleman.. wink wink..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-5813723191051192615?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/5813723191051192615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=5813723191051192615' title='0 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart with me(i carry it in&lt;br /&gt;my heart)i am never without it(anywhere&lt;br /&gt;i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done&lt;br /&gt;by only me is your doing,my darling)&lt;br /&gt;i fear&lt;br /&gt;no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want&lt;br /&gt;no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)&lt;br /&gt;and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant&lt;br /&gt;and whatever a sun will always sing is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is the deepest secret nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud&lt;br /&gt;and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows&lt;br /&gt;higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)&lt;br /&gt;and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ee cummings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-18107504.post-3755667094393053310</id><published>2007-02-26T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T05:28:39.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you said</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YOU SAID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Ask and you will receive whatever you need."&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Pray and I'll hear from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll heal your land."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said Your glory will fill the earth&lt;br /&gt;Like water over sea.&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Lift up your eyes;&lt;br /&gt;The harvest is here, the kingdom is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said, "Ask and I'll give the nations to you."&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, that's the cry of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Distant shores and the islands will see&lt;br /&gt;Your light as it rises on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, I ask for the nations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[i cried when i went to church just this sunday.. i had tears in my eyes.. and i want to be close to God again..]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-3755667094393053310?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/3755667094393053310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=3755667094393053310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/3755667094393053310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/3755667094393053310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-said.html' title='you said'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-3610811913235661749</id><published>2007-02-26T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T05:23:42.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong move/s</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i made two wrong choices in one day...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;first one&lt;/strong&gt;: i decided to get a haircut.. a short one.. my long hair is now gone.. yeah.. i know i like my old look better.. and the new hairdo i got.. it's really hard to manage.. i can't afford to go to the salon as often as i'd like to to get it styled up to it's "supposed" look.. i'd just have to wait till it grows back.. i prefer my long hair.. i've been planning on getting curly hair.. but when i got my hair relaxed.. it got damaged.. so now, i'm trying to bring it back to it's original state.. i should really learn to take good care of my hair.. oh well.. it's really no biggie.. it'll grow back.. i've got the whole summer to make it nice and long.. won't be getting any major haircuts anytime soon.. trims will do.. and a lot of hot oil treatment.. mom tells me to do it once a week.. for one month.. then twice a month for the next month.. i think i'll do just that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;second one&lt;/strong&gt;: i went to Abstain that was held in Escape, Libis last saturday Feb 24, 2007.. yeah really big mistake.. it's not really my style.. a few of the things that bothered me.. everyone was either smoking or drinking.. or both.. and most of these were just kids.. yeah i know.. it's a bar.. what are you supposed to do in a bar.. then there's the nasty dirty dancing.. i think when people get tipsy they get confused as to what a beat sounds like.. i was pretty sure we were all listening to the same music but these people had their own songs in their heads.. who i mean who the heck slowdances in a rap song?.. haha.. it was unbelievably funny [not in a good way] but i don't think  i was supposed to laugh.. girls were getting drunk real fast and two girls had already passed out in the ladies' room.. they had to get the bouncers to carry the girls to their cars.. nasty.. it was a nightmare for me and i really regretted going.. another thing.. couples who danced till they got sweaty all over aren't really the sweet type couples .. they were eating up each other's faces.. i mean.. really kissing hard.. call me naive or whatever.. but that was just plain disturbing.. i was on the verge of throwing something [maybe my shoe] at some of the couples who were really going at it.. disgusting really... to think that i know some of them!.. i had no choice but to become a people observer that night because i had my butt glued to my chair.. no way i'd dance with all these drunk people.. guys had their hands all over girls wearing almost nothing.. i'm not really a hater.. if that's how some people have fun then it's their business.. but it was my mistake to go to such party.. i surely wasn't expecting something like that.. oh well.. next time.. i would know better.. Abstain. Can you? &lt;strong&gt;I CAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i &lt;strong&gt;hated&lt;/strong&gt; about the party:&lt;br /&gt;**my purse almost got stolen by some jerk..&lt;br /&gt;**i had teary eyes the whole night because of all the smoke..&lt;br /&gt;**i saw a lot of things i wouldn't have wanted to see..&lt;br /&gt;**i used to think some of the girls there were brilliantly beautiful.. now, i'm not so sure..&lt;br /&gt;**i brought my brother along.. and everyone thought he was my boyfriend..&lt;br /&gt;**i paid 400bucks for our tickets..&lt;br /&gt;**i didn't even get to see the real program.. because we were late..&lt;br /&gt;**i looked up to these people.. now, i don't really know why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm not a smoker..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not a drinker..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not a dater..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i'd like to keep it that way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. my life goes on..&lt;br /&gt;never again.. most definitely.. never again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-3610811913235661749?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/3610811913235661749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=3610811913235661749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/3610811913235661749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/3610811913235661749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/wrong-moves.html' title='wrong move/s'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-1177825989349561432</id><published>2007-02-23T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T22:03:00.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i knew it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been so down lately because i had to deal with the threat of getting kicked out of cba.. yeah.. i did have problems in adjusting to my oh-so-fabulous college life.. i flunked math100.. yeah i had to take it again last summer.. and then i also failed my first accounting class.. 99.1... this one really broke my heart.. i didn't know what to do.. i was at that point where i really wanted to let it all go.. i begged my parents to ship me to another country.. even if i had to work while studying.. i just wanna get away from evrybody.. yes everybody... when i say everybody.. i really meant everybody.. call me stubborn.. but no comforting word would mend this broken heart.. i'm damaged.. but the thing is.. we are not in the financial situation to be flyong off abroad.. so i had to slug it out here.. which i did.. a lot of tears were shed.. and now i'm halfway done.. just a little more.. i'm tired of trying so hard that on some days i just stop.. i hate those days when i cease functioning for hours at a time.. i cry it all out at night.. hot tears.. i feel like they were tears of anger that's why they're warm.. i wanted to prove to everyone that i'm not a loser.. i'm still jeni.. who dreams of becoming a brilliant woman someday.. capable of standing with her own two feet.. who wishes to be called multi-talented.. doing something everyday towards those goals.. i, too, am wondering what God has planned for me.. i feel like sin is overpowering my ways.. and of course.. it's not helping in any way.. i would love to get both feet planted firmly on the ground... get my act together.. and ask for guidance.. i pray.. that i could breakaway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[as for my status in accounting.. i'm really aiming for a 1flat.. i know now that my problem is not in my abilities but in my priorities and my self esteem.. for the longest time.. i've been aiming for things i am sure i could reach or achieve.. it's like taking two steps forward and three steps back.. it's time to push it to another level.. screw stepping back!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-1177825989349561432?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/1177825989349561432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=1177825989349561432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/1177825989349561432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/1177825989349561432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/school-stuff.html' title='school stuff'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-6829573271105954194</id><published>2007-02-21T02:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T03:14:02.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>had a bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i'll blaze my own trail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like everywhere i look i see something that makes me think there's so many things i have to change about myself.. i've been trying so hard to get over the fact that i'm small.. sometimes i can live with it.. other times i ask why.. and what if.. what if i didn't have to go through all of this.. as a reader and a total outsider you might think i'm overreacting.. but you don't know what it's like to deal with it everyday.. every single day.. some days it's fine.. but there are days that i get really ticked off.. and i get called sensitive and stuff like that.. i'd shrug off snide remarks and still get called sensitive.. having a very tough mind and a "strong" personality isn't really working to my advantage.. i've turned from being idealist to realist.. in such a short span of time.. but that's not nearly all of it.. i can't believe that at 19.. i'm still trying to find out who i am... but this is me.. why can't people just see me as me.. and be glad that i am who i am.. i knew a person like that once.. he used to say nice things about me.. but then it became a routine for him and the words are always the same.. that i'm finding it hard to believe in him now.. i hate that i always think about my problems.. and it keeps me from functioning efficiently.. i used to be this and that.. now, i feel like i'm nothing... envy.. yeah.. a whole lotta envy.. it's a great big monster that has come to take residence in this little body.. that it has totally overpowered me.. i can't look straight on whenever my younger sisters get noticed for their height or their great legs or anything else that i don't have.. i've tried talking to my mom once.. but knowing her.. she'd bring it up the next time we get into an argument and she'd be using it against me over and over and over and over.. she loves doing that.. remembering all my mistakes and retelling it to me with much bravado.. i look in the mirror and i see this girl standing in front of me.. scared.. always.. of rejection... hungry for attention.. i've got friends.. who tell me stuff about me that they like.. but i really wanna hear it from family.. from relatives.. i'm sick of hearing nasty comments from them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody save me..&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to wonder what it would feel like to be taken away...&lt;br /&gt;away from all this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know.. i'm such a drama queen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-6829573271105954194?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/6829573271105954194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=6829573271105954194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/6829573271105954194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/6829573271105954194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/had-bad-day.html' title='had a bad day'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-1255698257875000933</id><published>2007-02-13T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T20:49:06.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>february 14, 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;my valentine dream date:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*surprises...&lt;br /&gt;*flowers.. preferrably not red/white roses...&lt;br /&gt;*cake.. chocolate! or ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;*hatid-sundo..&lt;br /&gt;*coffee.. or hot chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;*garden cafe/dinner al fresco...&lt;br /&gt;*live band... playing mellow music...&lt;br /&gt;*dance floor under the stars...&lt;br /&gt;*slow dancing...&lt;br /&gt;*cocktail/summer dress...&lt;br /&gt;*curfew 12:00 am...&lt;br /&gt;*swing under a big tree...&lt;br /&gt;*stargazing...&lt;br /&gt;*a comet...&lt;br /&gt;*a wish...&lt;br /&gt;*long talks...&lt;br /&gt;*longer walks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a perfect date for me is one straight out of the hopeless romantic books... a scene from a romantic chick flick... i'm a sucker for stuff like that... but the thing is... it took so many scriptwriters to come up with perfect match-ups and perfect dates... in reality... we don't always share the same ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*therefore my dream date would be someone who gives his utmost effort in trying to find out what i would want... because i know i'd do the same...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe ganito nagagawa pag valentine's at wala ka ng meron ang iba.. kasalanan to ng prof ko sa motorsports... ipinapasa kami ng paper na nakalagay kung sino ang ideal date mo.. tsaka kung anong kalseng date ang gusto mo... babasahin niya daw lahat sa klase.. aba akin lang yung binasa.. hmm so yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my date don'ts:&lt;br /&gt;*movie&lt;br /&gt;*group date&lt;br /&gt;*no plans&lt;br /&gt;*neither regular nor flashy clothes&lt;br /&gt;*crowds&lt;br /&gt;*noise&lt;br /&gt;*mall&lt;br /&gt;*staying at home&lt;br /&gt;*expensive material stuff&lt;br /&gt;*telling me beforehand what to expect&lt;br /&gt;*fishing... all you have to do is ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[yeah right... i wish...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn... bakit ako gantong valentine's... wasn't always like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday he'll stumble upon this blog entry.. and give me my dream date... as for now...&lt;br /&gt;i've got homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be waiting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-1255698257875000933?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/1255698257875000933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=1255698257875000933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/1255698257875000933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/1255698257875000933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/february-14-2007.html' title='february 14, 2007'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-1415598888817089292</id><published>2007-02-12T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:43:14.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GGXrJ8Ikm5Y/RdFdbO-K9yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WzjsKZG76aM/s1600-h/rinoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030904981206267682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GGXrJ8Ikm5Y/RdFdbO-K9yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/WzjsKZG76aM/s320/rinoa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep holding on...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're not alone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Together we stand &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll be by your side &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I'll take your hand &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When it gets cold &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it feels like the end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no place to go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I won't give in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I won't give in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just stay strong &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know &lt;strong&gt;I'm here for you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing you can say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing you can do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So far away I wish you were here&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before it's too late &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This could all disappear &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the door's closed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it comes to an end &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With you by my side &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will fight and defend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll fight and defend, yeah, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just stay strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know I'm here for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing you can say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing you can do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear me when I say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I say "I believe."&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing's gonna change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing's gonna change destiny &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever's meant to be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will work out perfectly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La da da da, la da da da &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La da da da da da da da da &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just stay strong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know I'm here for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing you can say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing you can do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ahh, ahh- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Ahh, ahh- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep holding on &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing you can say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing you can do &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, keep holding on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll make it through &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-1415598888817089292?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/1415598888817089292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=1415598888817089292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/1415598888817089292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/1415598888817089292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/eragon.html' title='eragon'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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things that have happened.. i'd imagine how you cared.. way back when you did.. but you don't anymore.. i won't.. can't blame you for anything.. somewhere it must've been my fault.. it really must've been my fault...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-3676465995996953361?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/3676465995996953361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=3676465995996953361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/3676465995996953361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/3676465995996953361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2007/02/thinking-about-yesterday.html' title='thinking about yesterday'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-116377687293353540</id><published>2006-11-17T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T07:21:12.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly me to europe</title><content type='html'>you know what's worse than the FBI blocking off private servers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hearing about a meteor shower.. only hours away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to actually see the shooting stars [of about two per minute for two whole hours].. you'd have to be a resident of north america or western europe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-116377687293353540?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/116377687293353540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=116377687293353540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/116377687293353540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/116377687293353540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/11/fly-me-to-europe.html' title='fly me to europe'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-116279993527261832</id><published>2006-11-05T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:58:55.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i sigh?</title><content type='html'>evrything about today seemed to have comforted me a bit.. yahoo health news says not to wallow in the past.. i thank my mom and my brother for knowing when to be harsh and when to be gentle.. my dad surprised me with his not asking more questions and waving off the subject.. i loved my mom for asking me to go shopping with her.. i would've gone with her if i didn't have sore feet and and if only i had some money.. home alone can't be bad.. specially on late afternoons when it's too hot upstairs and i have to retreat to our living room where soft sunlight is filtering through the thin curtains.. total silence.. my good book.. a really thick one.. and a whole pack of keebler soft batch cookies painted for me the perfect picture.. i love these kinds of moments.. now if i may be excused.. i'm off to budapest.. then istanbul.. and back to rural france.. maybe later on to transylvania.. lake snagov.. or maybe i'll get too tired of reading and leave those chapters for tomorrow.. i do hope that i've become myself again.. mabe i'll brew some coffee.. nothing does the trick better than the smell of brewed coffee and of course, cookies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-116279993527261832?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/116279993527261832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=116279993527261832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/116279993527261832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/116279993527261832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/11/why-do-i-sigh.html' title='why do i sigh?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-116279814707756543</id><published>2006-11-05T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T23:29:07.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too little, too late</title><content type='html'>JOJO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Come with me, stay the night&lt;br /&gt;You say the words but boy it don't feel right&lt;br /&gt;What do you expect me to say&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand, and you say you've changed&lt;br /&gt;But boy you know your beggin' don't fool me&lt;br /&gt;Because to you it's just a game&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;So let me on down&lt;br /&gt;Cause time has made me strong&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to move on&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna say this now&lt;br /&gt;Your chance has come and gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook:]&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;It's just too little too late&lt;br /&gt;A little too wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Boy you know all the right things to say&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;You say you dream of my face&lt;br /&gt;But you don't like me&lt;br /&gt;You just like the chase&lt;br /&gt;To be real, it doesn't matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;I was young and in love&lt;br /&gt;I gave you everything but it wasn't enough&lt;br /&gt;And now you wanna communicate&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;Go find someone else&lt;br /&gt;In lettin you go, I'm lovin myself&lt;br /&gt;You gotta problem&lt;br /&gt;But don't come askin me for help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Hook:&lt;br /&gt;]Cause ya know it's just too little too late&lt;br /&gt;A little too wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;Boy you know all the right things to say&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;You say you dream of my face&lt;br /&gt;But you don't like me&lt;br /&gt;You just like the chase&lt;br /&gt;To be real, it doesn't matter anyway&lt;br /&gt;(You know it's just too little too late)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;I can love with all of my heart baby&lt;br /&gt;I know I have so much to give&lt;br /&gt;(I have so much to give)&lt;br /&gt;With a player like you, I don't have a prayer&lt;br /&gt;That's the way to live, yeah oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[craving more of unfabulous.. addie and randy.. can't believe my little sister got me hooked.. and to think my mom hates addie's singing.. actually, i do, too.. but i can relate.. sometimes.. everyone around me is unbearable.. dotdotdot.. it's better unfabulous..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-116279814707756543?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18107504.post-116191227784091988</id><published>2006-10-26T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T18:24:37.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>redeemed</title><content type='html'>whew.. napag-usapan na lahat ng dapat pag-usapan.. kahit sandali lang.. nasabi naman na ang mga kailangan sabihin.. madali lang pala at di kailangang masyado mag-alala.. magkakaintindihan naman lagi lalo na pag wala ka namang masamang ibig sabihin.. hindi ka na nag-iisa at hindi na nadadagdagan ang iyong mga masasamang naisip.. nabura pa nga ang karamihan.. mehn.. pero bakit ganito naman nararamdaman ko.. may pumalit na hindi kanaisnais.. hindi naman ako dinaya.. tinalo.. pinabayaan.. pinaglihiman.. pero ganun nararamdaman ko.. mehn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-18107504.post-116157046857665447</id><published>2006-10-22T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T19:38:08.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>hmm medyo matagal rin kasi akong hindi nagblog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so eto..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bandit&lt;/strong&gt;: di kami nakatugtog.. wala.. walang kwenta! hmm haha.. joke lang.. well deserved first place went to dalandan soda.. good job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rest of the sem&lt;/strong&gt;: puro exams and other stuff.. not that interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;accounting&lt;/strong&gt;: darnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coffee&lt;/strong&gt;: at last nakapag-coffee.. pero ayoko ng chocolate.. balik na ako sa caramel na favorite ko... and utang parin yung cheesecake! sorry you guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jma&lt;/strong&gt;: i did pass the application.. and now sa finance committee na ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;masquerade&lt;/strong&gt;: don't ask.. just don't..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sun&lt;/strong&gt;: same old same old.. wala parin akong load.. globe nalang kaya ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sembreak&lt;/strong&gt;: sana di na matapos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tito toti and ninong alex&lt;/strong&gt;: last week na sa pinas.. uwi na ng canada.. please take me with you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;past few weeks&lt;/strong&gt;: blurry and senseless.. am i deceived by my inner fears.. ahaha joke lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;debut ni gelain&lt;/strong&gt;: you'd have to be there to know the feeling.. haha.. hindi ko maexplain.. in one word.. "whoah!".. yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;past few days&lt;/strong&gt;: tired... need sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reading list&lt;/strong&gt;: just finished.. The Devil and Ms. Prym.. now torturing self with the Historian... preparing for sleepless nights... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other stuff&lt;/strong&gt;: antennae galaxies collide giving birth to new stars.. partial invisibility cloak-mirage effect.. nakakita na ako at last ng shooting star!! woohooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-116157046857665447?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/116157046857665447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=116157046857665447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/116157046857665447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/116157046857665447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/10/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115855226883424522</id><published>2006-09-17T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:04:29.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oi oi oi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/bandit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/bandit.jpg" width="250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oi check this out.. look closely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bili kayo sakin ng tickets ha!! yehey!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115855226883424522?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115855226883424522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115855226883424522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115855226883424522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115855226883424522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/09/oi-oi-oi.html' title='oi oi oi'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115807176956018243</id><published>2006-09-12T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T07:36:09.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so darn depressed</title><content type='html'>ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;chocolate..&lt;br /&gt;sleep..&lt;br /&gt;real weekends..&lt;br /&gt;free day..&lt;br /&gt;iced tea..&lt;br /&gt;coffee..&lt;br /&gt;music..&lt;br /&gt;silence..&lt;br /&gt;tranquility..&lt;br /&gt;chore-less afternoons..&lt;br /&gt;no homework..&lt;br /&gt;finished reports..&lt;br /&gt;piano..&lt;br /&gt;dance..&lt;br /&gt;art..&lt;br /&gt;soft sunshine..&lt;br /&gt;gentle breeze..&lt;br /&gt;crazy for you..&lt;br /&gt;guitar..&lt;br /&gt;notebook..&lt;br /&gt;bench..&lt;br /&gt;swimming..&lt;br /&gt;color..&lt;br /&gt;trees..&lt;br /&gt;road trip..&lt;br /&gt;field trip..&lt;br /&gt;waltz..&lt;br /&gt;movie..&lt;br /&gt;uninterrupted anything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[haha tama yan.. think happy thoughts nalang..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115807176956018243?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115807176956018243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115807176956018243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115807176956018243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115807176956018243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-darn-depressed.html' title='so darn depressed'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115720989561483193</id><published>2006-09-02T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:11:35.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Season 2</title><content type='html'>may second season na ang SUPAHNATURAHL!!  haha.. pagbabalik ni sam and dean winchester.. ooh yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115720989561483193?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115720989561483193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115720989561483193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115720989561483193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115720989561483193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/09/season-2.html' title='Season 2'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115720982099706543</id><published>2006-09-02T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T08:10:21.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i lurve this song</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;hahaha.. kakapanood ko lang ng pinoy dream academy gala performance.. i've been waiting for the song.. miss kita pag tuesday kasi parang ang kulit.. tagal ko ng hinihintay marinig yung lyrics [namemention kasi sa mga show tapos nagstay talaga sa isip ko yung title na un].. haha crush ko na yung rj jimenez dahil lang sa kanyang kanta.. ahaha.. ang galing..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day tayo’y ay magkasama,&lt;br /&gt;Magkasama lagi sa iskwela.&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya kapag recess at lunch break,&lt;br /&gt;Tayong dalawa ay parang nag dedaaaate.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh yeeah..&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan tayo almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Pero pag Tuesday… Namimiss kita… (break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owohuwo.. Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;Ang lungkot ng araw pag dating ng Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday na sana tayong magkasama.&lt;br /&gt;Pero sayang talaga d pwedeng ipilit pag Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this day. oh Tuesday!I hate this day pag Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this day of Tuesday.aha aha aha. (break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pang dahilan kung bat ayaw ko ng Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;Kasi naman…&lt;br /&gt;Coding ako pag Tuesday…&lt;br /&gt;Coding ako pag Tuesday…&lt;br /&gt;Coding ako pag Tuesday….&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday.!!!!!!Yehehehi yow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aha! Mamimiss kita pag Tuesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[awmehn.. sobrang cool na guy.. wish i could also be a tuesday girl.. hahahaha arte!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115720982099706543?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115720982099706543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115720982099706543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115720982099706543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115720982099706543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-lurve-this-song.html' title='i lurve this song'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115703457587302455</id><published>2006-08-31T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T07:29:36.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>nakalimutan ko yung mga formula sa stat.. haay.. nag-cram lang kasi ako ng pag-aaral.. di ko alam pero lately parang lagi akong pagod.. tulog ko putol-putol.. madalas nanaman ang nightmares.. pero lagi akong tulog.. parang walang energy.. ayaw gumawa ng kahit na ano.. haaay... mehn.. napapagod ako sa pag-akyat ng hagdan.. mabilis sumakit ang ulo pag nagbabasa.. basta.. mabilis rin mainis... depressing.. kailangan ko ng ice cream.. half gallon akin lang!!... haha.. tulog na nga ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[good thing nakapagluto ako para dun sa geog.. mehn.. nakadagdag sa pagod..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115703457587302455?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115703457587302455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115703457587302455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115703457587302455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115703457587302455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115661876135453182</id><published>2006-08-26T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:59:21.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dizzeh</title><content type='html'>Street Tease @ Dish ABS CBN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of firsts:&lt;br /&gt;--first time in a bar.&lt;br /&gt;--first alcoholic drink. [actually i had three different alcoholic beverages]&lt;br /&gt;--first time someone bought me a drink. [i only paid for the first one]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mango Dream&lt;/strong&gt; - i rank this drink number 1.. [you won't even notice that it contains alcohol plus the mango bits are really enjoyable to eat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banana Mint Martini&lt;/strong&gt; - number 2.. [loved the color and the minty taste]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coco Lychee Martini&lt;/strong&gt; - number 3.. [the best part was eating the lychee]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since when am i an expert in alcoholic drinks.. since today.. silly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tinanong ko lang yung bartender kung ano yung irerecommend niya for the first try.. he said martini para daw sosy.. haha pangit eh.. or ako lang yun.. hmm basta di ko nagustuhan.. hahaha.. dapat nakinig nalang ako sa kuya ko at nag-vodka nalang..:D]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115661876135453182?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115661876135453182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115661876135453182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115661876135453182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115661876135453182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/dizzeh.html' title='dizzeh'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115520882528695863</id><published>2006-08-10T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T04:20:25.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh mehn</title><content type='html'>i need cash.. quick..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115520882528695863?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115520882528695863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115520882528695863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115520882528695863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115520882528695863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-mehn.html' title='oh mehn'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115511955150041508</id><published>2006-08-09T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:32:31.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha nakakatawa lang kasi pagtalunan</title><content type='html'>kanina sa debate ng teams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung magkaka-'dumi' ka sa ulo alin ang masgusto mo..&lt;br /&gt;DANDRUFF o KUTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ikaw si Superman at sasagip ka ng nalulunod na tao sino ang sasagipin mo...&lt;br /&gt;si MAHAL o si MADAM AURING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung papalitan mo yung 'araw' sa Phil flag ano ipapalit mo..&lt;br /&gt;BULAKLAK o BUTTERFLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alina ng masmaganda sa relationship...&lt;br /&gt;ang maging NUMBER1 o NUMBER2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ikaw ay bading at mamimili ka ng papa sino ang pipiliin mo...&lt;br /&gt;si BANKER o si BIG BROTHER?&lt;div 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lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115511837587236116</id><published>2006-08-09T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:12:55.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parks and Wildlife</title><content type='html'>Apps outing kanina sa JPIA.. tulad nga ng nabanggit ko sa aking previous post.. nakakapagod.. maaga ako umalis ng bahay.. may dalang tatlong shirt sa bag.. hindi ko kasi alam team ko.. sabi ng sponsor ko.. magdala nalang ako ng lahat ng 'team color' shirts.. para pagdating ko sa BA... kahit aling team ako mapunta meron akong tamang shirt.. apat na teams yun.. nagsuot ako ng pink na shirt at nagdala ng green, blue at yellow.. pagdating ko sa BA.. sinalubong ako ni ate berna.. sabi sakin red team ako.. haha mali.. kala ko pink yung isang team.. di bale malapit narin naman.. at.. team leader daw ako.. ahahaha... gulat.. inassign lang nila yun.. haha cheering at kung anu-anong games.. nkakapagod.. ang init init pa.. pero masaya rin naman.. hindi ko na natapos.. hanggang 4 pa ata yun pero umalis na yung iba ng halfday at ako naman around 3'30... enjoy naman kahit papano.. isa akong pinay henyo.. haha.. lakas ng loob ko magvolunteer.. hindi ko nahulaan ang rendezvous at eeeew... pano ba naman diba!! hahaha.. yun lang ang highlight ng araw ko.. init.. nakalimutan ko na yung details ng araw ko.. except yung sentimode ko sa jollibee.. hmm yun lang.. wala lang parang journal entry lang to... August 9, 2006 -jeni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[o nga pala.. may nakapagsabi na sakin kung san napunta ang aking id.. nawala ko pala sa BA... nasa bulletin board.. ahaha tinatawanan ako ng sponsor ko.. talaga nga naman daw ako.. mehn.. kasi namang id yan eh...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115511837587236116?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115511837587236116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115511837587236116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115511837587236116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115511837587236116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/parks-and-wildlife.html' title='Parks and Wildlife'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115511777285630121</id><published>2006-08-09T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T03:02:52.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bida ang saya</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Girl&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got sunshine on a cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;When it's cold outside, I've got the month of may&lt;br /&gt;I guess you say, what can make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;My girl? my girl, my girl&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my girl?? My girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much honey, the bees envy me&lt;br /&gt;I've got a sweeter song, than the birds in the trees&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess you say, what can make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;My girl? my girl, my girl&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my girl&lt;br /&gt;My girl? oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Hey, Hey&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Hey, Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo yeah, I don't need no money&lt;br /&gt;Fortune or fame, I got all the riches, baby&lt;br /&gt;One man can claim, well&lt;br /&gt;I guess you say, what can make me feel this way&lt;br /&gt;My girl my girl, my girl&lt;br /&gt;Talking? about my girl? my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my girl&lt;br /&gt;I've got sunshine on a cloudy day with my girl&lt;br /&gt;I've even got the month of May with my girl&lt;br /&gt;Talking about, talking about, talking about, my girl&lt;br /&gt;Talking about my girl&lt;br /&gt;That's all I can talk about is my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're taking the town again&lt;br /&gt;Having a good time with all your time friends&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that you think of me&lt;br /&gt;You're on your own now&lt;br /&gt;And I'm alone and free&lt;br /&gt;I know that I should get on with my life&lt;br /&gt;But a life without you could never be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the stars shine down&lt;br /&gt;From the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to smile so the hurt won't show&lt;br /&gt;Tell everybody I was glad to see you go&lt;br /&gt;But the tears just won't go away&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness found me, looks like it's here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I know that I ought to find someone new&lt;br /&gt;But all I find is myself always thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as long as the stars shine down&lt;br /&gt;From the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;Each night's a lifetime to live through&lt;br /&gt;I can't go on like this&lt;br /&gt;I need your touch&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as the stars shine down&lt;br /&gt;From the heaves&lt;br /&gt;Long as the rivers run to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;Never get over you getting over&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over you getting over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[sarap kumain sa jollibee ng mag-isa.. pagod kasi ako galing sa apps outing ng jpia.. at nagugutom na.. at ang madadaanan ay yung jollibee sa commonwealth.. yung bagong gawa lang.. nagpapakasenti ako sa songs nila na tipong pag wala kang kausap at yun ang naririnig mo ay kung anu-ano na ang narereminisce mo tungkol sa sarili mong buhay.. tagal kong kinain yung cheese and mushroom na burger, rocky road brownie sundae at regular iced tea.. hindi na ako nagfries dahil masyado na marami.. pagtayo ko.. sabi ng busboy "thank you for coming ma'am, balik po kayo bukas.." naalala kong around the same time kahapon.. nandun din ako sa jollibee ice craze at fries naman ang kinain ko.. haha mag-isa ulit.. nagfefeeling lang ba ako o nakilala ako nung busboy.. haha siguro iniisip nun sobrang loser ko na kumakain lagi sa fastfood ng mag-isa.. init kasi sa labas.. sarap ng ice cream.. ayoko ng ice cream ng mcdo eh.. whew haba na ng post na to.. tama na..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115511777285630121?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115511777285630121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115511777285630121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115511777285630121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115511777285630121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/bida-ang-saya.html' title='bida ang saya'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115504852247761917</id><published>2006-08-08T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T07:48:42.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>basahin niyo ng maigi.. nakakatawa talaga eh.. ewan ko kung para sa inyo... sakin nakakatawa eh.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Spells Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Amazing love spells. 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Call Now for a Better Tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rachelholliday.com"&gt;www.rachelholliday.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy Love Spells&lt;br /&gt;Spells to help you find true love, absolutely guaranteed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.calastrology.com"&gt;www.calastrology.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powerfull Love Spell Free&lt;br /&gt;Love spells and love psychic reading compatability, all Free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sara-freder.com"&gt;www.sara-freder.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[baka scam lang yan.. virus or something kaya wag niyo nalang puntahan.. di ko pinuntahan yang mga yan eh.. natuwa lang ako sa ad nila..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My most brilliant achievement was my ability to be able to persuade my wife to marry me.&lt;br /&gt;~Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people care too much.I think it's called love.&lt;br /&gt;~Winnie the Pooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?&lt;br /&gt;~Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravitation can not be held responsible for people falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;~Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in the mysterious equations of love can any real logic be found.&lt;br /&gt;~A Beautiful Mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's better to break a man's leg than his heart.&lt;br /&gt;~George in Seabiscuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagsimula kasi to sa pagnood ko ng the break-up eh.. one seriously brilliant movie.. hahaha oa.. hinde.. nagustuhan ko lang talaga.. the unhappy-ish ending was the perfect ending.. for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115504852247761917?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115504852247761917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115504852247761917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115504852247761917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115504852247761917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/funny.html' title='funny'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115451492212849242</id><published>2006-08-02T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T03:44:02.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>need help</title><content type='html'>hey you.. yeah you na bumabasa ng aking blog.. kailangan ko ng iyong tulong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saan? sa pagraise ng funds para sa renovation ng isang cottage sa boystown, marikina... &lt;strong&gt;any amount &lt;/strong&gt;[as in any amount talaga] will be most appreciated... as in kahit spare change niyo lang malaking tulong na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;background of the project: renovation of cottage f.. located in boystown complex, parang, marikina city... this cottage will serve as shelter to around 20 boys aged 7-18 years... have to raise at least Php 40,000 to fund this project..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano pa? pwede rin kayo magdonate ng old furniture na pwede pang magamit pero di niyo na ginagamit or stuff na ayaw niyo ng nakikita sa bahay niyo.. ask your parents.. or kung may kilala kayong pwedeng magdonate ng construction materials such as paint, tiles, plywood... etc etc.. i really need your help..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much.. i know these kids will forever be grateful, too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;proverbs 3:27-28&lt;br /&gt;do not withold good from those who deserve it when it's in your power to help them. if you can help your neighbor now, don't say "come back tomorrow and then i'll help you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!!=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pano ko nga pala makukuha..? approach me anytime... text niyo ako kung hindi niyo ako makita.. pupuntahan ko kayo kahit malayo... hehehe 09226072010...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115451492212849242?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115451492212849242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115451492212849242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115451492212849242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115451492212849242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/08/need-help.html' title='need help'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115434491691477644</id><published>2006-07-31T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T04:21:56.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how cold?</title><content type='html'>...ice cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115434491691477644?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115434491691477644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115434491691477644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115434491691477644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115434491691477644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/how-cold.html' title='how cold?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115408597369336919</id><published>2006-07-28T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T04:26:13.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>***10 uri ng MANLILIGAW***&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Gwapings&lt;/strong&gt; - mayaman, gwapo,kilala, at higitsa lahat may wheels. mataas ang confidence nyana hindi sya mababasted, kaya pagnabasted..maapektuhan ng husto ang kanyangEGO. at teyk note, malas mo kung may sourgrape attitude pa yan. pwede nyang sabihing "suskala mo kung sinong maganda e pinagtyatyagaanko lang naman sya! pwe!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Quickie&lt;/strong&gt; - ang type ng manliligaw na kadamagkikita kayo e wala nang alam na sabihinkundi "kelan mo ba ako sasagutin?" o kaya "i loveyou na, ako ba hindi mo pa lab?" kahit na isanglinggo pa lang naman syang pumoporma. kungbaga dinadaan nya sa pangungulit para mabilisang pagsagot mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Everything&lt;/strong&gt; - linya nya ang "sagutin mo langako, ibibigay ko sayo lahat, lahat ng magustuhanmo. kahit ang pa buwan o kaya mundo." tanga kana pag nagpauto ka. dahil pag sinagot mo na yan,makakalimutan na nya ang linyang yan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Stalker&lt;/strong&gt; - eto yung type ng manliligaw napag nagkahiwalay kayo e sisimulan ka sa tanongna "kumain ka na ba?" pagkasagot mo susundanpa nya ulit ng tanong "nsan ka ngayon?" "sinongkasama mo?" "anong ginagawa mo?" at kung anu-ano pa. basta tungkol sa daily activities mokelangan malaman nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Take it or leave it&lt;/strong&gt; - pag binasted mo angganitong type ng manliligaw, asahan mo bukasmay nililigawan na sya ulit. at heto pa, hindinghindi ka na nya papansinin. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Salesman&lt;/strong&gt; - dadaanin ka sa matatamis nasalita. parang si Mr. Everything din kaya lang syamas matindi mang-uto. yun bang tipong.."angganda ganda talaga ng mga mata mo.." okaya "ang kinis kinis mo" o kaya "ang lambot ngmga kamay mo" at iba pang pang-uuto mapasagotka lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Good Dog&lt;/strong&gt; - eto ang nakakatuwangmanliligaw. kase payag syang magpaalipin. tagabitbit ng bag mo o kahit ng mga kaibigan mo. kahitmagmuka syang buntot sa tuwing may gala kayong mga barkada mo. napapakitang gilas kungbaga. pero pag sinagot mo na, for sure gagantiyan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Anonimous&lt;/strong&gt; - motto nya ang "action speakslouder than voice". wala kang kaalam-alam,nanliligaw na pala. kaya pala ang bait-bait sayo. eakala mo mabait lang talaga. hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Second chance&lt;/strong&gt; - sya ang pinakamasugidmong manliligaw. kahit 100 tayms mong sabihingayaw mo sa kanya at wala na syang pag-asa angsasabihin nya parin "Please give me a secondchance"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Mr. Romantiko&lt;/strong&gt; - jologs ang mga paraan nya sa panliligaw. manghaharana, pakikisamahan mgabarkada mo, liligawan parents mo at laging maydalang flowers and chocolates tuwing dadalaw.pero madalas nakakapagpakilig sya ng nililigawan nya dahil sa kanyang "malinis na hangarin" awww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS: lam nio n b kung alin keo jan?&lt;br /&gt;GIRLS: which do you prefer ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[haha nakakatawa no..? hehe..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115408597369336919?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115408597369336919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115408597369336919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408597369336919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408597369336919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115408523633690518</id><published>2006-07-28T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T04:13:56.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oti no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/sleep.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/sleep.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dream: supposedly magtetest ako ng isang potion na nakakapa-disappear... dalawa kaming test subject... girl din yung isa pa.. nakita ko yung sarili ko nakatayo sa harap ng mga 20 or less na tao.. naka-uniform ako... at naaalala kong ininom ko yung potion.. pagbukas ko ng mata ko.. nakapantulog ako.. in the same room... except nakaupo na ako sa isa sa mga benches na nakalagay dun para sa mga observer.. nanonood daw ako ng cartoons... tapos.. inaantok na ako.. tapos kinalabit ako.. sabi sakin ng katabi ko... after nitong episode na to alis na ako ha.. tapos nagising na ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. labo.. pero gusto ko lang maalala yang dream na yan kaya pinost ko sa blog... yun lang.. walang sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[not so long ago.. binigyan akong nickname na miss sua.. miss swapang.. haha walang connection..hindi.. kasi pati sleeping beauty... dahil laging tulog.. siguro dahil kahit gano ka-nonsense mga panaginip ko.. naaappreciate ko parin at hinihintay kung ano mangyayari sunod.. siguro natutulog ako ng natutulog para malaman yung next dream episode.. haha.. if i were to sleep for a hundred years like sleeping beauty.. how many dreams kaya yun.. haha oti.. pag nagising ako.. magigi akong storyteller.. sa totoo lang naiinggit ako kay sleeping beauty.. ano nga pala yung quote.. it's better to sleep a hundred years and be woken up by the right prince.. than to spend a lifetime awake kissing a hundred frogs.. !!!!???hahahaha mali ata!! basta something ganyan..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115408523633690518?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115408523633690518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115408523633690518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408523633690518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408523633690518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/oti-no.html' title='oti no?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115408319597632161</id><published>2006-07-28T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T03:39:55.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tsk what a waste</title><content type='html'>.. sure enough by the end of my pe class... i knew there'd be no chance of me being able to give it to the person it was meant for.. last period.. i flipped pages of my book expecting to find it there... must have missed it.. i flipped the pages again.. not there.. must have slipped while i was walking.. darn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it=has no value, no meaning, to anyone else but me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115408319597632161?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115408319597632161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115408319597632161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408319597632161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408319597632161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/tsk-what-waste.html' title='tsk what a waste'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115408136725670686</id><published>2006-07-28T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T03:09:27.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change of heart!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/aya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/aya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's a good thing... you've always wondered how she really feels.. now's your chance to know..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's not good.. i just want the old ___ back..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haven't you noticed that ____ always suppresses herself.. now she's straightforward..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[hmm wala lang.. hehe.. labong anime nito..]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115408136725670686?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115408136725670686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115408136725670686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408136725670686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115408136725670686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/change-of-heart.html' title='change of heart!?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115390726536411609</id><published>2006-07-26T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T02:47:45.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain</title><content type='html'>two days walang pasok dahil sa bagyo.. two days rin akong nagpahinga.. natulog.. haaay.. rain rain.. thanks sayo nakapanood ako ng pirates... yeah napanood ko na at last.. nakakabitin nga ng sobra.. kasi naman.. yung ending... nakakabitin talaga.. as if naman lalabas ang pirates three any time soon... hmmm.. kaya lang di naglast yung good feeling after nung good movie.. tsktsk.. wah grabe.. di talaga ako makapaniwalang ganito na ako kaiyakin.. samantalang noon... tsk kailangan ibalik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk elizabeth bakit kailanagan kasing sobrang halikan mo si jack at iposas pa daw ba para mamatay... will mali naman ang iniisip mo... tsk.. grr pirates three.. nakakainis.. naiinis ako sa mga storyang walang ending.. hanging...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115390726536411609?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115390726536411609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115390726536411609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115390726536411609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115390726536411609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/rain-rain.html' title='rain rain'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115382988898245845</id><published>2006-07-25T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T05:18:08.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't you dare</title><content type='html'>don't tell me i'm being overly sensitive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I accept you despite of your 'short'comings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is more than just a lame joke.. do not provoke me.. i'll learn to box if i have to.. just so i could give you a good one straight in the face..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115382988898245845?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115382988898245845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115382988898245845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115382988898245845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115382988898245845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-you-dare.html' title='don&apos;t you dare'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115382921652430680</id><published>2006-07-25T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T05:06:56.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LSS</title><content type='html'>Making my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;Walking fast&lt;br /&gt;Faces passed&lt;br /&gt;And I'm home bound&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;Just making my way&lt;br /&gt;Making my way&lt;br /&gt;Through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And now I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always times like these&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If you ever&lt;br /&gt;Think of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everything's so wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;Living in your&lt;br /&gt;Precious memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I need you&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;And now I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If I could Just see you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I, I&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I, I&lt;br /&gt;Drown in your memory&lt;br /&gt;I, I&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to let this go&lt;br /&gt;I, I&lt;br /&gt;Don't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;Walking fast&lt;br /&gt;Faces passed&lt;br /&gt;And I'm home bound&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;Just making my way&lt;br /&gt;Making my way&lt;br /&gt;Through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still need you&lt;br /&gt;And I still miss you&lt;br /&gt;And now I wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass us by&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'd walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you&lt;br /&gt;If I could&lt;br /&gt;Just hold you&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115382921652430680?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115382921652430680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115382921652430680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115382921652430680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115382921652430680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/lss.html' title='LSS'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115382810064647619</id><published>2006-07-25T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T04:48:20.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nung july 22, sat</title><content type='html'>GO SOPHIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S-O-P-H-I-ES the BEST! 2x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys: OH SOPHIE SO FINE.. girls: sophie so fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sobrang macho.. ubod ng sexy.. walang pangit.. kami'y mga sophie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.. nanalo kami sa cheering.. second place!.. seniors lang nakatalo samin.. haay.. sarap ng feeling.. haha yun lang!.. back to reality.. dami kong napabayaang schoolwork.. but oooh it was so worth it.. marami pa namang oras para humabol.. sarap sumayaw!!&lt;br /&gt;thanks to: joseph, ruth, gelain, jake na pumunta at pinanoood kami.. specially kay ruth na naging official photographer at videographer.. hehe luv u ruth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[after pala ng first game ng basketball-boys.. umalis na kami nila claire at ruth... kasi aalis na si ruth tapos ayaw naman na namin ni claire magpa-late kaya maaga na kami umalis.. di namin napanood yung iba pang games at yung fireworks display.. courtesy of enchanted kingdom (sponsor nung event)... pero ayun.. may mga nagtext nalang sakin late na na nanalo nga ng second yung cheering at 3rd ang batch overall.. cool.. pero ganun parin ang scenario.. onti lang ang batch support.. kung sino ang players ng basketball yun din sa footsal (tama ba?)... hmm kaintindi-intindi naman kasi may exam sa econ 100.2 ng 1-3pm.. kaming mga nagparticipate.. nagtake lang ng special exam nung 7-9am... pero yun.. sana next year.. malupit na na batch support.. exciting..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa cheering dami kong na-meet na bagong friends.. at nakabonding ng sobra ang ilan sa mga taga-mascie... hmm wala lang.. break sa monotonous kong college life.. hayun.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[oo nga pala.. apologies to joy and madie.. akala namin ni ruth hindi na tuloy dahil akala namin hindi makakapunta si madie... sorry talaga... bawi-bawi.. joy bhe, may utang pa me sayo..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115382810064647619?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115382810064647619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115382810064647619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115382810064647619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115382810064647619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/nung-july-22-sat.html' title='nung july 22, sat'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115210948103740740</id><published>2006-07-05T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T07:24:41.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time management?</title><content type='html'>ang bano ko talaga sa time management.. hindi ko alam kung sa left ba muna ako o sa right.. haha.. darn.. pagod na talaga ako.. pero siyempre.. break.. post muna sa blog.. hmm... naiintindihan ko naman sana ang econ kung naaabutan ko lang yung lecture part.. na maaabutan ko naman sana kung nakagising ako ng maaga.. at magigising naman sana ako ng maaga kung nakakuha ako ng enough sleep.. makakakuha naman sana ako ng enough sleep kung hindi ako late nakauwi nung previous day.. at hindi naman sana late akong makakauwi kung walang cheering practice 4:00-7:00 everyday.. haha.. ako rin pala may kasalanan sa huli... haaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accounting, microeconomics, statistics... parang hindi ko masabayan.. jma at jpia.. lakas ng loob ko mag-apply pa sa dalawang org at the same time.. pero.. sa tingin ko.. kailangan ko lang ng onting time para i-adjust ang sarili ko sa ganito.. halos 12 na ang pasok.. at hapon.. super hapon.. almost gabi na umuwi... monday 7:30.. tuesday 9:00.. grabe.. samantalang.. dati tulog na ako ng ganyang oras.. inuubo ako at sinisipon.. at nawawala ang boses ko.. weird daw ng boses ko ngaun.. ngongo daw.. ayoko lang talaga ng ubo... labas ako ng labas ng room.. kasi nahihiya akong umubo.. ingay.. nakakahiya talaga.. at gusto ko ng gumaling.. pero hindi pa ako makapagpahinga.. kaya pano..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagugulat nalang ako bigla.. wanted sa iba't ibang lugar all at the same time.. wednesday.. 1:00 pm balay kalinaw jpia orsem.. 1:00 pm la mesa eco park geog documentary... sa saturday.. 9:00 am parang, marikina... 9:00 am makati...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed meetings.. nakalimutan.. totally... as in wala akong idea na nakalimutan ko kasi totally wala sa isip ko.. "bakit wala ka sa mtg kanina?" "oh?! may meeting kanina???".. yung ganyan ba yung maririnig mong dialogue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes ko ay chaotic.. 3meetings wala yung accounting... then suddenly we had to pick up the pace... 6meetings nang hindi nagmmeet yung stat ko... 3meetings wala ang geog1 pero may project.. na nagcclash rin with everything else... econ.. i just can't get there on time.. to think na 9am yan.. samantalang dati 7am ang simula ng araw ko.. no prob... haaay wala pa akong naaabsorb exam na sa 22.. na conflict kasi araw rin yan ng bacbacan.. meaning araw rin ng cheering namin.. at 1-4 ata yung exam tapos kalahati ng cheering ay tinetake yang econ na yan.. kaya more or less 8 nalang matitirang mga tao sa cheering.. sayang lahat ng pinagpagurang paggawa at pagpractice ng steps.. cwts... project of renovating a cottage.. have to come up with 4,000 by the end of july.. help!.. then the actual renovating.. manual labor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero accounting ko talaga pinakamalala!!!... scary... simple pero hindi ko masabayan.. for one brief moment alam ko.. then hindi ko ulit alam.. parang one step forward.. two steps back... darn... pahinga nga muna..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para maiayos ko ang aking buhay.. calendar muna..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115210948103740740?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115210948103740740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115210948103740740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115210948103740740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115210948103740740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-management.html' title='time management?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115157880644851921</id><published>2006-06-29T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T03:58:10.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when there was me and you</title><content type='html'>It's funny when you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here but all I want&lt;br /&gt;Is to be over there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let myself believe&lt;br /&gt;Miracles could happen&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I have to pretend&lt;br /&gt;That I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were my fairytale&lt;br /&gt;My dream when I'm not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;A wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;That's coming true&lt;br /&gt;But everybody else could tell&lt;br /&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swore I knew the melody&lt;br /&gt;That I heard you singing&lt;br /&gt;And when you smiled&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I could sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then you went and changed the words&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is empty&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;br /&gt;And 'once upon a song'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you're not a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;And dreams were meant for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And wishes on a star&lt;br /&gt;Just don't come true&lt;br /&gt;Cause now even I can tell&lt;br /&gt;That I confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;Because I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that&lt;br /&gt;I could be so blind&lt;br /&gt;It's like you were floating&lt;br /&gt;While I was falling&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I like the view&lt;br /&gt;I thought you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115157880644851921?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115157880644851921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115157880644851921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115157880644851921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115157880644851921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/06/when-there-was-me-and-you.html' title='when there was me and you'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115150500122194294</id><published>2006-06-28T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T07:42:28.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dream series?</title><content type='html'>nagiging dream series na ito.. na hindi ko naman naiintindihan.. at ang link nila sa isa't isa.. yet to be realized..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasa bahay ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy: o jeni bumili ka dun sa kanto ng kahit na ano..&lt;br /&gt;jeni:...[kinuha ang pera at lumabas sa isang gray na hapon.. malapit na mag-gabi.. dagdag pa na makulimlim..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa supposed kanto ng aming drive ay maraming tao.. nakapila sa tindahan.. malaki kasi yung tindahan na yun.. para na siyang maliit na palengke na halos grocery narin.. tapos traffic.. pero patay lahat ng makina ng mga sasakyan.. kaya tahimik.. siguro dahil di na talaga gumagalaw yung traffic.. tapos dahil mahaba ang pila.. nilagpasan ko ang tindahan at dumiretso sa church.. [na napakaweird.. kasi masmalayo yung tindahan kesa sa church.. yung church ay malapit lang sa bahay namin.. halos katabi.. tanaw sa mga bintana..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nasa balcony ako nun.. at nakita ko ang tito ko, ninang at tatlong pinsan.. nakatayo ang lahat.. nakikinig sa sinasabi ng pari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pari:... pag kayo ay sinabihan ng ganito ganyan wag kayong makikinig.. pastors.. gobyerno.. etcetera.. wag kayong maniniwala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[hindi ko na maalala ang talagang sinabi ng pari nun... pero naaalala kong ang lakas ng impact sakin..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaalala kong pumalakpak ako.. una mahina tapos nilakasan ko ng kaunti.. ako lang ang pumalakpak.. at nagsalita ako ng marahan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeni: malamang ay sasabihin niyo yan para pigilan ang tao na mag-isip para sa sarili.. ... ... [sarcasm ay evident sa aking boses.. ganyan ba kayabang ang aking subconscious na sarili..?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pari: maaari po lamang ay wag istorbohin ang aking pagsasalita.. blahblahblah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itinaas ko ang aking mga kamay para pumalakpak ulit.. sa isa nanamang nakakatawang sinabi ng pari.. pero may nauna sakin.. dalawa.. tatlo ata... tapos inannounce ng aking tito kung sino ako.. at nahiya ako bigla.. basta yan.. tapos ang pinaggawa ng pari sunod ay pinarecite ang isang dasal habang pinaggagawa samin ang drill na lunge.. [isang conditioning exercise sa pe3 kaya maslalong lumabo!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at narealize ko yung inutos ni mommy sakin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tumakbo ako sa tindahan at nakapatay na yung ilaw nila.. tapos yung tindera ay nag-aayos na ng mga paninda.. magsasara na... sabi ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeni: ate wait lang! pwede pa ba bumili..?&lt;br /&gt;tindera: sige.. ano yun?&lt;br /&gt;jeni: yang mangga na yan.. binebenta niyo ba..?&lt;br /&gt;tindera: oo.. ay.. pero hindi ito dahil sa may-ari ito... [tapos naglabas ng plastic na maraming mangga].. hindi rin ito kasi iuuwi ko ito sa mga magulang ko sa probinsiya.. ito naman kakainin ko na ngayon... ang mga iyon naman sa magulang ko ulit.. at yung may-ari boss ko.. magtatabi daw ng kanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos.. nagising na ako... nag-doorbell kasi si aud.. 2hours na pala si tricie naghihintay sa labas kasi nung siya yung nagdodoorbell hindi ko naririnig.. kaya akala nila walang tao... nananaginip pa kasi ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay mga panaginip ng isang pagod.. di ko naiintindihan.. pagkahiga sa kama tulog agad.. tapos para na akong nanonood ng palabas.. minsan ako mismo yung gumagawa.. minsan naman pinapanood ko sarili ko..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115150500122194294?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115150500122194294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115150500122194294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115150500122194294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115150500122194294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/06/dream-series.html' title='dream series?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115132849748315611</id><published>2006-06-26T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:28:17.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bruce is no more</title><content type='html'>namatayan kami ng isang hammerhead.. si bruce namatay ng walang dahilan.. bakit kaya?.. tsaka si bonnie-chan ay bonita na talaga ang pangalan.. hehe yun lang.. from jeni-chan to bonnie-chan to bonita.. tapos naubos nga pala yung mga neon tetra namin.. 8 yun sila.. di pa man napapangalanan.. namatay na agad sila.. kinain ata nung iba eh.. kasi paggising namin nung umaga.. wala na.. kawawa naman.. yan ang exciting aquarium life dito.. aquarium diaries..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115132849748315611?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115132849748315611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115132849748315611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115132849748315611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115132849748315611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/06/bruce-is-no-more.html' title='bruce is no more'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115132695227177095</id><published>2006-06-26T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T06:02:32.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;naglalakad daw ako tapos malakas yung ulan.. wala akong payong kaya mabilis ako naglalakad.. pumasok ako sa isang building na kamukha ng AS.. except sobrang high ceiling.. nasa corridor tapos sa sobrang lakas ng ulan at hangin kahit nasa loob na ako ng ''AS corridor''.. nababasa parin ako.. ang weird dito.. kasi lahat ng nakakasalubong ko dalawa ang payong.. isa gamit nila at ung isa naman ay hawak lang nila.. malapit sa dibdib nila.. as if ayaw talagang ipahiram.. kahit nababasa na talaga ako.. walang nag-offer sa akin ng extra nilang payong.. ang lungkot.. pero yun.. yung buong dream ko ganun lang.. nagstop na akong maglakad at hinayaang lagpasan na nila ako.. naghintay lang ako dun ng mag-ooffer ng payong.. pero wala narin.. basa narin naman ako.. hanggang sa nagising ako.. wala.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115132695227177095?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115132695227177095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115132695227177095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115132695227177095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115132695227177095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-dream.html' title='this dream'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115132252424590128</id><published>2006-06-26T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T04:48:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random numbers</title><content type='html'>kaka-discover ko lang kung pano makakuha ng random number sa scientific calculator.. ginagamit kasi ito sa stat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos naisip ko maganda rin tong ipang-compare.. since wala kaming stat.. naubos ang oras ko kakaisip.. di bale related naman.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''random''- (a) lacking a definite plan, purpose, or pattern (b) suggests working or acting without deliberation, intention, or purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.324&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0.456&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung tatanungin kita.. alin sa dalawang random numbers na ito [na nakuha ko sa aking scientific calculator] ang pipiliin mo..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masasabi mo ba sakin na masgusto mo ang isa kesa sa isa pa.. pano mo naman nasabi yun..? ano basehan mo..? kaya mo bang i-explain kung bakit yung isa ang napili mo at hindi yung isa.. para sa iyo may pinagkaiba ba..? o kahit alin nalang diyan..? ok na sayo kahit alin.. may difference ba..? isipin mo ngang maigi.. ano pinagkaiba nila.. unique ang mga number na yan.. at kahit ilang ulit mo pa ata pindutin ang random sa calcu ay isang beses lang talaga lilitaw ang isang number...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para mas-interesting bibigyan kita ng time limit.. 1minute.. maiisip mo na ba kung alin gusto mo..? uubusin mo ba yung 1minute para maisip yung sagot..&lt;br /&gt;kung dadagdagan pa natin ng 0.971, 0.333, 0.659, 0.165? wala na talagang difference no..? parang kahit alin nalang diyan sa mga yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay talaga.. nakakainis. di ako naniniwala. darn! tama pinatatamaan kita... haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115132252424590128?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115132252424590128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115132252424590128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115132252424590128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115132252424590128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-numbers.html' title='random numbers'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-115119986882691399</id><published>2006-06-24T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:44:28.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smithereens</title><content type='html'>"if you choose to fight.. you're putting what's most important to you.. on the line."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always try to smile.. if you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to.. but don't act like you're fine when you're not.. when it's a burden, it is.. if you want to cry, you can.. i'll take it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hime.. bakit smithereens? wala lang.. sarap lang sabihin.. smithereens.. parang slytherins.. haha.. oti..&lt;div 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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-18107504.post-115089857190304475</id><published>2006-06-21T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:02:51.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ready? okay!</title><content type='html'>wow.. pasa nanaman sa tuhod.. parang kaka-galing lang ng mga pasa ko galing sa sportclimbing.. eto nanaman.. haaay bakit nga ba ako sumasali sa cheering.. lagi namang underdog at umaasa lang na makakabawi.. kasi last year.. actually di lang last year.. nung unang panahon pa.. laging pumapalpak sa simula at nagppromise sa sarili na babawi next time.. ''pa-cheering cheering pa di naman nanalo..'' ako rin iniisip ko yan minsan.. pero ang simple simple lang naman ng sagot.. i love to dance.. wala sakin ang panalo or talo.. ang sayaw ay sayaw.. ayoko lang ng nagkakalat sa harap ng maraming tao.. yung halatang halatang hindi alam ang ginagawa.. ayoko nun.. hmm kahapon lang.. nameet ko this guy na classmate ko sa advance street this sem.. tapos edi pinag-usapan namin dance.. weird things you say to a total stranger.. nasabi ko na i appreciate folk more than i do street.. totoo naman.. edi nagulat siya kasi para sa kanya daw.. he's taking streetdance lessons kasi it's a mainstream thing.. pangimpress daw or something.. haha.. ako i dance for myself.. wala akong pakielam kung pawis na pawis na ako at malagkit na ang buhok ko tapos pati ako malagkit narin.. sarap sumayaw.. kahit anong sayaw.. haha ok lang kahit hindi impressive ang ginagawa ko.. it happens to make me feel good.. sa ngayon.. nagchochoreo kami ni claire para sa upcoming bacbacan.. haha mananalo ba kami..? ewan.. gusto ko rin manalo.. pero the fact na nakasayaw ako ok na.. babaw.. pero kasi.. hmm ok na talaga.. naeenjoy ko yung pagsayaw.. hindi ako disciplined dancer.. i must say na hindi naman talaga ako magaling.. nanliliit ako sa mga talagang nag-undergo ng intensive training.. i dance what i feel... sa totoo lang yung music yung nagsasabi ng ano dapat i-move.. most of the time pa kalokohan ginagawa ko.. lumilitaw lang in between jokes yung matitinong dance steps.. kaya ok narin.. hahahaha... oti.. sobra... pero yan!.. natutuwa lang ako kasi sumasayaw nanaman ako.. practice kanina.. dagdag sa difficulty ng paggawa ng bagong sayaw.. eh tawa pa kami ng tawa.. naubusan talaga ako ng hininga.. by the end of the day.. sore back.. sore knees.. sore feet.. pero ang sarap parin ng feeling.. haha the prospect of training sa pe3 ay exciting.. hindi daw kami sasayaw for the next few weeks.. kundi magttrain para lumakas.. hahaha.. ayun.. basta.. ewan.. subaybayan nalang ang mga susunod na araw.. endorphins? yun ba yung feel good hormones na narerelease ng body after prolonged workouts..? haha.. tulog na ako dahil pagod na ako..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-115089857190304475?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/115089857190304475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=115089857190304475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115089857190304475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/115089857190304475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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nalulungkot talaga ako.. one day.. promise ko sa sarili ko.. pag may sarili na akong bahay.. bibili ako ng gray na bunny... at ipapangalan ko ay bonnie-chan.. yey!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sa ngayon.. haaaay.. pinalitan na si whirley... kasi masyadong malaki ang aquarium namin para sa kanya.. eh maliit na flowerhorn lang si whirley... kaya... pinalitan na siya ng mga goldfish at hammerhead... kaya.. marami na ulit fish ang aquarium namin.. sanay kasi kami na arowana lang ang fish namin.. kaya lang lagi nalang nagsusuicide yung mga arowana namin.. magastos masyado... kaya yan nalang muna.. nag-alaga sana kami ng goldfish rin sa pond sa labas kaya lang.. deds lahat dahil yata sa malamig na panahon nung bumagyo.. koi nalang yung natira.. naubos rin yung mga swordtail at black molly... malas talaga... tapos yun balik tayo sa aquarium... meron akong goldfish dun.. inangkin ko lang.. malaki tapos mataba tapos maganda yung fins niya.. mukhang naka-dress tapos ang flowing pa nung kanyang buntot.. tawag ni kuya jeni-chan dun sa goldfish ko... hahahaha... goldfish ko yun... ayun lang.. pupunuin pa ata ni mommy ng totoong mga halaman yung aquarium namin... parang yung dun sa bioresearch sa may entrance lang.. yan... kaya lang sped si jeni-chan... sinusugod yung filter na nagbubuga ng maraming bubbles tapos nagpapatangay siya... hehehe... oti... pero in fairness ganda ng effect sa kanyang buntot at fins.. nagpapapictorial ata eh... feeling model na fish... hahaha... yun lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan.. kaya lang malabo.. tsaka di makita yung kagandahan niya diyan... likot kasi eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/200/IMG_2055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114888039097551903?l=diyeni.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-18107504.post-114869603384049290</id><published>2006-05-26T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T19:13:53.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dean winchester</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Supernatural (2005-2006)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profile: Dean Winchester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean Winchester is a 26-year-old quick-witted, fun-loving young man, who cares deeply for his family.  He has skills in the weapons department and the lock-picking department, which come in mighty handy for our new favorite hero.  And, like Alec and Jason Teague, he often uses humor and his wit as defense mechanisms.  He's had a unique childhood that helps him with his 'job' but makes it difficult for him to get close to people, even his younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[for more information.. punta kayo sa jason ross unlimited.. hahaha.. adik.. oh mehn..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age gap ba ang ten years??... haha.. march 1, 1978 kasi siya eh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114869603384049290?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114869603384049290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114869603384049290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114869603384049290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114869603384049290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/05/dean-winchester.html' title='dean winchester'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114869099364813517</id><published>2006-05-26T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T17:49:53.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGI Thursday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/PromoSN-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/200/PromoSN-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah sobrang adik na ako sa supernatural na series sa axn... dahil kay dean [jensen ross ackles..] sobrang gwapo... haha.. bad boy effect pa.. hindi naman... favorite episode ko so far ay ang phantom traveller kasi sobrang nakakatawa si jensen... tapos nag-suit siya sa episode na yun.. coat and tie mehn!... hahaha.. gwapo talaga.. ok lang na masmatangkad sa kanya yung kapatid niya na masbata.. jensen, i know how you feel... hahaha.. joke... adik... gwapo kasi eh... nakakatawa talaga yung phantom traveller episode... oh yeah... "do i look like i'm joking?!!!" "why do you think i drive everywhere?!!"... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. yan.. sana araw-araw thursday nalang.. hindi naman ganun nakakatakot yung supernatural.. di bale nandun naman si jensen... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes... saturday na ngayon.. tapos sunday na tapos monday na tapos tuesday na tapos wednesday na.. tapos... THURSDAY NA!!.. yehey... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/200/PromoSN-07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114869099364813517?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114869099364813517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114869099364813517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114869099364813517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114869099364813517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/05/tgi-thursday.html' title='TGI Thursday?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114812945809602720</id><published>2006-05-20T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T05:50:58.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weird ending</title><content type='html'>family stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kakatapos ko lang panoorin yung family stone ngayon.. nanood kami ng mom ko tsaka si audrey.. dvd lang.. wala kasi kaming magawa... tapos ayun.. wala.. nabother lang kasi ako sa story ng family stone... haha parang wala.. as in di ko magets kung bakit ganun kapangit yung outcome.. para sakin pangit talaga.. nakakainis naman yung guy na bida.. haha term na ginamit ni aud.. ''torn between two lovers''... grrr sa lahat ng ayoko eh yung guys na swerte.. yung tipong swerte na dalawang babae ang nahulog para sa kanya.. tapos hindi siya sigurado kung sino pipiliin tapos contiuously na nagpapaasa to either one... yak.. ang pangit ng phrasing ko.. basta magegets niyo naman eh.. tapos siya din yung sa my best friend's wedding.. parang ganun din... dalawang babae nanaman... naawa talaga ako kay sarah jessica parker... yung typecast na guy.. sabi nga ng mom ko.. how could you ever trust a guy like that... madaling magbago ang isip... sabihin na daw na love at first sight... so ilang beses kaya siya makakahanap ng bago... hmmm... wala lang nainis lang talaga ako sa movie na yun... although may mga lessons... nadrown out lang kasi nung situaton in the end.. ''as if i was not humiliated enough''.. sabi ni sarah... meredith ata name niya dun... hmm ayun... hmm basta.. nakakabagabag talaga.. hindi ko nagustuhan... yung lesson nga pala... ''mothers know best''... yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[anong klaseng ending ang nakatuluyan nung guy eh yung sister ng girlfriend niya na inuwi niya para ipakilala sa family niya at magpropose.. pasko pa.. tapos since di nagwork yung sila due to the fact na ayaw ng pamilya niya sa 'pair-up' nila.. tapos dagdag pa na nainlove siya bigla sa sister nung girl na pinapunta nung girl dun kasi nga miserable siya.. ang nakatuluyan naman nung girl ay yung brother nung guy.. haha gano kalabo yan!..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm nakakainis lang talaga yung mga lalaking sinuswerte..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114812945809602720?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114812945809602720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114812945809602720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114812945809602720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114812945809602720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/05/weird-ending.html' title='weird ending'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114791856591946510</id><published>2006-05-17T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T19:16:05.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>naima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/ct_naima10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/ct_naima10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool ni naima mora... cool hair... sabi ng mga pinsan ko sa canada magpaganyan daw ako ng hair... hahaha sa tingin niyo..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero.... gusto ko talaga mag-short hair.. super short... hahaha.. risky.. may lakas kaya ako ng loob...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114791856591946510?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114791856591946510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114791856591946510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114791856591946510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114791856591946510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/05/naima.html' title='naima'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114682186439142631</id><published>2006-05-05T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T02:37:44.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*sniff sniff*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/Images-realpic16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/Images-realpic16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wah.. tapos na yung fruits basket na pinapanood ko... no... bakit ganun.. pag may natatapos akong anime.. nalulungkot ako... kasi naman... alam kong wala ng kasunod... parang ganito.. may bagay ka na gustong gusto mo.. pero at the same time.. ang hirap naman... kasi alam mong sometime later.. matatapos na yun.. parang si akito-san... simula palang alam niya na yung katapusan.. ano..? ang labo ko.. pero kasi... wah... sana hindi nalang natapos.. hmmm... ano ba to... na-adik ako masyado... hahaha.. ang ganda naman kasi talaga... tohru.. sana maging katulad mo rin ako na kahit hindi mo alam ang sasabihin.. tama parin nasasabi mo.. wah.. nalulungkot talaga ako na tapos na...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay kyo pala talaga iikot yung storya.. hehe.. takot ako sa pusa... pero ok lang pala... galing.. sa true form ni kyo.. purple ang mga mata niya.. pero sa human.. red ata na hindi naman menacing.. wah... ano ba.. ayoko pa matapos eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah tapos na.. ano na gagawin ko..? hmmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero marami naman akong natutunan.. sa tingin ko.. haha labo.. feeling...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh mehn.. tapos na talaga.. haha halata bang adik ako..?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114682186439142631?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114682186439142631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114682186439142631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114682186439142631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114682186439142631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/05/sniff-sniff.html' title='*sniff sniff*'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114644941573181655</id><published>2006-04-30T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T19:10:15.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miss little universe</title><content type='html'>a lifestory.. i realized all of this in one day.. growing up.. as a kid.. i was tallest in the family.. taller than my older brother.. and slim.. some things never change.. every other relative i had.. made plans for me... as a kid.. i got inspired.. my lola.. she even told me to study hard.. so that when i grow up i could enter into all sorts of beauty pageants ang give out the wittiest answers or whatever [ms. mahinhin?.. now the secret's out.. i tried to be poised and elegant.. to portray the miss universe thingy my lola wanted me to be.. haha.. fool]... i was a wide reader.. never really content with the updated mags... i read reader's digests way back 1960s.. i strived to be what they wanted me to be.. my other lolo.. he wanted me to become an architect.. and asked me to take up the course in college.. of course this was a few years back.. i practiced drawing and got really hooked.. after all i did love art.. i was best artist in grade school.. not boasting.. i was resourceful.. i had my mom's smarts in making complicated things seem easy.. [everything was planned out.. i was to enroll in art classes to further improve my talent.. somehow that plan vaporized along with my hopes of becoming an artist]... my parents.. they wanted to break the long chain of doctors and engineers in the family.. so they wanted me to take up law.. become a lawyer they say.. i read john grisham books.. got horrified.. then made up my mind.. corporate law.. yeah that's it.. [something that's totally under my control... or so i think].. hmm music.. it goes thru my mind.. but it never really touched my soul... i used to love playing the piano.. i was the only one determined enough to practice everyday [maybe because i wanted so bad to be approved by my parents..]... then stopped.. [si jeni kahit anong practice.. ganun parin tumugtog.. na kay audrey yung magandang tipa..] now if you still think i know how to play the piano.. you are very much mistaken i have stopped long before high school.. this is how my desire to play the guitar came to be.. something that my sisters haven't tried.. too bad i have short sweaty fingers i can't really do anything with... way to go.. haha.. i had solos in a choir when i was a kid.. then suddenly.. i closed my mouth and decided not to sing anymore.. i'd hideout whenever the kareoke machine got set up.. i don't know the reasons.. i just did.. gave up.. [actually i do know the reasons.. i'd have to put up with everyone gawking at my sister whose got the diva voice and the diva attitude.. i'd rather stay far away and not take the risk of stupid tears...] sitting in traffic yesterday.. the failing light.. magical rush hour.. when the highway is filled with cars.. bumper to bumper.. and tailights are flashing.. one cannot help but feel small.. i looked up at the sun roof.. no stars yet.. and then i heard my lola say.. "tricie.. bakit hindi ka mag-enter sa binibining manila o yung mga ganun ganun..?" [maybe she forgot that i was her little miss universe].. then i heard it.. "meron ka namang height eh.." [hmm okay].. i smiled my smile number four.. when we finally got home.. i was asked by my tita if i were to go to school the next day.. there were no classes but classes will resume the next day... she said ah so nagsusummer ka.. sabi ko yup.. the fake cheery self still on.. bumagsak ako sa math eh.. i really did not like the answer i got back.. "ang hirap naman sa UP.. ang galing galing mo... tapos bumagsak ka sa math.." i wanted to scream.. i am no longer the perfect little girl you all thought would grow up into the perfect woman.. as a kid this was different... i thought the world was real easy and everything people say could come true.. all i had to do was work hard on it.. anastacia.. i now know how you feel.. "people always say that life is full of choices.. no one ever mentions fear.. or how the world could seem so vast.." i learned recently from an animated series that reality in fact does not exist.. it is just the world that you have created for yourself that we call reality.. that is why we have different ideas of what is real and what is not.. miss little universe.. maybe i'm that person.. my universe extends only to my own horizons.. i was wrong to mold it into this perfect little world.. but i am so glad i could still look up to the stars.. at least there i could only guess at what lies beyond.. i've never felt more limited and trapped than when i hear them say... [in one way or another].. i didn't turn out quite what they imagined me to be.. i'm no barbie doll..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**the heart of the problem is the problem of the heart..**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sad thing is i have a weak heart.. [i have a fragile heart].. message to heart: don't beat yourself up too hard... don't shatter into a million pieces just yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114644941573181655?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114644941573181655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114644941573181655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114644941573181655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114644941573181655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/04/miss-little-universe.html' title='miss little universe'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114633349577855041</id><published>2006-04-29T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T10:58:15.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pichi pichi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/furba20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/furba20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha.. naaadik nanaman ako sa isang anime.. sa fruits basket... grabe.. dami ko talagang natututunan sa mga anime na yan... buti pa sa cartoons hindi nakakatakot ang pusa... kyo-kun.. yuki-kun... hahaha angas.. sana tulad ni kyo pwede rin ako tumambay sa bubong.. idol ko si tohru... never be discouraged... tama!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**oh no.. this is bad.. hanggang 2am ako nanood.. sana naman hindi ako manghina bukas... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**ingat sa pag-uwi!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114633349577855041?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114633349577855041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114633349577855041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114633349577855041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114633349577855041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/04/pichi-pichi.html' title='pichi pichi!'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114623858424261578</id><published>2006-04-28T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T08:36:24.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have ten smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;and these are... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 when something surprisingly good has happened.. and life can't be sweeter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 when i suddenly realize something.. something good.. something bad.. it makes no difference..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 when you've said something that just made my day..the smile's gonna last..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 when i'm making fun of you [in a nice playful way].. i don't mean to hurt you... just teasing you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 when i get inspired by some movie, or saying, or line, or something.. you know that twinkle in the eyes that sparks a secret thought..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 when i think i've done something outstanding.. an accomplishment.. or so i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;** sikreto ko na yung iba... hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ginaya ko lang to mula sa isang movie na napanood ko.. cool kasi eh.. sinong guy ngayon ang kayang madifferentiate ang smiles mo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114623858424261578?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114623858424261578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114623858424261578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114623858424261578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114623858424261578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-ten-smiles.html' title='i have ten smiles'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114597088096849518</id><published>2006-04-25T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T06:14:40.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it keeps on playing</title><content type='html'>"Over It"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could you know&lt;br /&gt;That behind my eyes a sad girl cried&lt;br /&gt;And how could you know&lt;br /&gt;That i hurt so much inside&lt;br /&gt;And how could you know&lt;br /&gt;That i'm not the average girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm carrying the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; get me outta here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;We'll jump in the car&lt;br /&gt;Drive til the gas runs out and then walk so far&lt;br /&gt;That we can't&lt;br /&gt;See this place anymore&lt;br /&gt;Take a day off&lt;br /&gt;Give it a rest&lt;br /&gt;So i can forget about this mess&lt;br /&gt;If i lighten up a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Then i will be&lt;br /&gt;Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm playin the role&lt;br /&gt;Of the happy girl&lt;br /&gt;But no one knows&lt;br /&gt;Inside i'm alone&lt;br /&gt;But i would never let it show&lt;br /&gt;I get everyday&lt;br /&gt;Too much work and not enough play&lt;br /&gt;Over and over&lt;br /&gt;It's always the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; can make everything OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;We'll jump in the car&lt;br /&gt;Drive til the gas runs out and then walk so far&lt;br /&gt;That we can't&lt;br /&gt;See this place anymore&lt;br /&gt;Take a day off&lt;br /&gt;Give it a rest&lt;br /&gt;So i can forget about this mess&lt;br /&gt;If i lighten up a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Then i will be&lt;br /&gt;Over it&lt;br /&gt;Over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world is closin' in&lt;br /&gt;I can leave it all and just walk away&lt;br /&gt;I can always start all over again&lt;br /&gt;I am closer to a better day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take me away&lt;br /&gt;We'll jump in the car&lt;br /&gt;Drive til the gas runs out and then walk so far&lt;br /&gt;That we can't&lt;br /&gt;See this place anymore&lt;br /&gt;Take a day off&lt;br /&gt;Give it a rest&lt;br /&gt;So i can forget about this mess&lt;br /&gt;If i lighten up a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Then i will be&lt;br /&gt;Take Me Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Take Me Away&lt;br /&gt;We'll jump in the car&lt;br /&gt;Drive til the gas runs out and then walk so far&lt;br /&gt;That we can't&lt;br /&gt;See this place anymore&lt;br /&gt;Take a day off&lt;br /&gt;Give it a rest&lt;br /&gt;So i can forget about this mess&lt;br /&gt;If i lighten up a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Then i will be&lt;br /&gt;If i lighten up a little bit,&lt;br /&gt;Then i will be&lt;br /&gt;Over It&lt;br /&gt;Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Over It (over it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114597088096849518?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114597088096849518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114597088096849518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114597088096849518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114597088096849518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-keeps-on-playing.html' title='it keeps on playing'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114596960038443826</id><published>2006-04-25T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T05:53:20.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when all the world is sleeping</title><content type='html'>... for four nights napanaginipan kita... wala namang nangyayaring significant except sa fourth dream.. sabihin mo nga sakin kung bakit..? haaay... hahaha ang labo ko... hmm... pero salamat sa pagsagip sakin nung nalulunod ako... haha takot ako malunod... hahaha.. oti..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114596960038443826?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114596960038443826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114596960038443826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114596960038443826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114596960038443826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-all-world-is-sleeping.html' title='when all the world is sleeping'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114596938196075093</id><published>2006-04-25T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T05:49:41.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heat gets to me</title><content type='html'>oh mehn.. summer na summer.. super init.. tapos sinisipon ako tsaka inuubo.. haha.. strepsils and bengay.. two of my very best friends.. vicks narin tsaka efficascent oil... hahaha... strepsils dahil super sakit ng lalamunan ko.. bengay dahil ang sakit ng katawan ko [dahil sa sport climbing.. pero ang sarap ng feeling at the same time].. nakakapaso sa init.. dagdag pa yung summer heat.. oh yeah.. haha.. pero ok lang.. hmmm haaay.. pag busy ka nga naman.. wala nang free time ang isip mo para mag-isip ng kung anu-ano... hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114596938196075093?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114596938196075093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114596938196075093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114596938196075093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114596938196075093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/04/heat-gets-to-me.html' title='heat gets to me'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114385746790110771</id><published>2006-03-31T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:11:08.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walkin' on sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kahapon ay yung huli kong exam sa sem na ito.. chem1.. felt pretty confident dahil for once ay sinipag ako mag-aral.. haha may nalalaman pang highlight highlight.. at siyempre.. hindi ako kinakabahang pumasok.. may karagdagang factor narin na alam kong daratnan ko sa up.. at yun nga.. bibili na sana ako ng blue book nang madaanan ko yung prof ko sa first floor... sa room 114... nagtaka ako dahil ang test room namin ay alam ko sa room 212.. eh tapos tinawag ako ng prof.. sabi get a chair na daw.. sabi ko.. bibili palang ako ng bluebook... sabi meron na.. edi umupo ako.. tapos.. natuwa ako dahil madali lang naman yung exam.. hindi naman sa sinasabi kong perfect ko yun pero i think i did fairly well.. hahaha.. except sa last part.. crossword puzzle... nagulat ako.. wala akong idea sa mga tinatanong as in wala talaga... tapos nagsimula na akong magtaka.. kasi wala akong makilala sa mga katabi ko.. at naguusap usap sila.. weird.. tapos huminga na ako ng malalim at nagtaas ng kamay... lumapit yung prof ko tapos... tinanong ko.. "mam. ito po ba yung topics na galing sa report..? nag-change room po ba tayo for the exam..?" ang natanggap kong sagot ay nakakagulat... "OH MY GOD!".. sabi ng prof ko sabay hablot ng test paper ko... hahaha lumingon yung ibang mga nag-eexam sakin... all eyes on me na ngayon at nakapangliliit.. base pa naman sa ipinasa pasang attendance sheet... upper classmen sila... mga 02... at ano nagawa ko?.. natatawa talaga ako.. tinanong kasi ako kung MTh daw ba ako o TF.. sabi ko TF... "OH MY GOD!" ulit... tapos sabi ko departmental naman po diba..? take ko nalang po yung last part sa taas... [whew jeni nakuha pang maging kalmado..] tapos.. nag-iinit na mukha ko.. hahaha obvious ba.. namumula ako.. oh mehn.. nakakahiya.. nakayuko na talaga ako.. pero di ko mapigilang ngumiti... hahaha oti!!!... at special mention pa talaga.. "ms cariño bilisan mo na.. umakyat ka na at sabihin mong pinapatake kita ng crossword dun sa taas"... hahahahaha... gandang way to end the sem.. to think na yun na yung last day as in last day ko talaga sa up... hahaha... halos tumakbo ako para lang makalayo sa nakakahiyang predicament na yun.. 2 steps at a time sa starirs.. pag akyat ko.. mukhang student lang yung nagpapaexam.. edi yun.. nung sinabi kong yung crossword nalang ittake ko.. sabi niya "are you sure?.. i think you better take the exam inside.." and this time mga kakalase ko na yung mga lumingon sakin.. hahaha nakapagtataka naman talaga na halos tapos na yung exam tsaka lang ako umakyat.. hahahaha talaga... tapos yung crossword puzzle ay sobrang hirap.. haaay out of the twenty questions 12 lang ata nasagutan ko.. nanghula pa yun... pero di bale na... nung wala na talga akong idea.. ipinasa ko na.. wala naman na akong magagawa.. ang exam na good for two hours ay naging 45 mins nalang.. pero pakiramdam ko buong araw na akong nandun... hahaha... tapos... edi uwi na ako.. 5 na yun kaya kailangan magmadali kasi mawawalan na ng jeep sa likod... tapos tama ba namang magka-drizzle pa... hindi ambon hindi rin naman ulan.. pero enough para mabasa ang shirt ko.. buti nalang at nahintay pa ako.. sabi ko kasi ok lang na umalis na pag lagpas na ng 45 mins yung pagexam ko.. edi yun pinahiram ako ng jacket dahil wala akong payong eh... tapos yun.. nung naglalakad na ako papasok ng compound namin.. mukha siguro akong ewan kasi nakatingala ako.. at mabagal na naglalakad.. ang laki kasi nung rainbow sa langit.. at sobrang linaw.. minsan ko nga lang makita yung violet sa rainbow eh.. kasi usually yung red yellow at green lang yung malinaw... pero kahapo malinaw talaga lahat ng kulay.. to think na gray yung sky.. haha mukha akong ewan pero wala akong pakialam... hmm ang gaan ng pakiramdam ko kahapon... kaya lang.. hindi ko namalayang pagod na pagod na pala ako.. hindi ko sinasadya pero pagkahiga ko sa kama ko kagabi ng 7.. iniisip ko magpapahinga lang ako sandali... nakatulog ako.. at kaninang 7 lang ako nagising.. hindi tuloy ako nakapagdinner.. sama tuloy ng pakiramdam ko ngayon.. sakit nanaman ng ulo... hmmm.. pero ako parin ang naghanda ng breakfast dahil mga adik sa pc mga kapatid ko at siguro ay 3am nanaman sila mga natulog... grabe talaga... hahaha.. di bale na... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[kahapon.. kahit sobrang wet at gray ng paligid.. sinuot ko parin ang aking yellow na chucks... at orange-yellowgreen-yellow striped na shirt... at siyempre jeans.. haha gusto ko kasi maging sunshine on a cloudy day... oti... naalala ko tuloy yung favorite doll ko nung bata ako.. si rainbowbrite.. di ko alam kung ganyan yung spelling.. hahaha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[onga pala sa totoo lang.. naweirduhan ako sayo tungkol sa moments of love... belat!]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114385746790110771?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114385746790110771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114385746790110771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114385746790110771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114385746790110771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/walkin-on-sunshine.html' title='walkin&apos; on sunshine'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114368319286090859</id><published>2006-03-29T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T17:46:32.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sobrang cool nito</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/jeni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/jeni.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha angas.. sa totoo lang angas kasi ng mask eh... iba yung dating.. hmmm.. pag ako natempt mag-guild wars.. yeah.. ayoko na magnecromancer.. mesmer nalang.. hahaha... haaaay gusto ko maglaro pero magastos.. hahaha.. ang cool ng pic no.. hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114368319286090859?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114368319286090859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114368319286090859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114368319286090859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114368319286090859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/sobrang-cool-nito.html' title='sobrang cool nito'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114341924613137345</id><published>2006-03-26T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T16:27:26.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the darkness inside me</title><content type='html'>... grrr... mawala ka na...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114341924613137345?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114341924613137345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114341924613137345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114341924613137345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114341924613137345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/darkness-inside-me.html' title='the darkness inside me'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114325615858540673</id><published>2006-03-24T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T19:09:18.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gusto ko lang</title><content type='html'>... na nandito 'to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/IMG_1641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="251" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/IMG_1641.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**hindi ko na kasi pwede suotin.. masyado nang nagtarnish yung ring mismo... hmm sana kasi may mas 'lasting' na version ng ganyang singsing.. hmm.. oh well.. tago ko nalang.. hmmm... pangit naman kung bibili ako ulit...**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[it's hard to take courage in a world full of people.. you can lose sight of it all.. the darkness inside you makes you feel so small...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114325615858540673?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114325615858540673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114325615858540673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114325615858540673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114325615858540673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/gusto-ko-lang.html' title='gusto ko lang'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114316260681853938</id><published>2006-03-23T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T17:10:06.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>glimpse ng future home ko</title><content type='html'>...sana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/bxp53642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/bxp53642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**maluwag.. mataas ang ceiling.. ma-kahoy.. [medyo kulang nga lang sa greens ung pic] gusto ko may halaman sa loob at labas.. pero siyempre onti lang yung sa loob... hindi masyado ma-gadget.. ayoko ng modernized.. ayoko tumira sa box.. kaya gusto ko.. medyo walang definite shape yung bahay.. what fits perfectly.. ma-bintana.. para ma-sunshine.. comfortable ang furniture.. hindi stiff at stuffy na parang hotel.. mala-resort.. vacation home.. at some part ng bahay ko.. dapat may roof garden.. or bago ako makatira sa ultimate dream home ko... sa apartment muna na may roof garden.. importante yung garden sa roof... parang sa just like heaven... ano pa ba.. may nakita akong kama na mala-prinsesa.. as in tribal na prinsesa.. yung mala-pinoy na prinsesa.. four-poster bed.. na gusto ko sana pero mukhang hindi ko mai-fifit sa theme ng bahay ko.. baka magkaron nalang ng cabana sa garden.. hmm pero hindi naman sa one-dimesional single theme throughout the whole house ang balak ko... ahaha.. bahala.. isa pa palang importante.. porch.. sa likod nalang ng bahay.. malapit sa kitchen.. ayoko ng bahay na may pool... garden nalang.. ulit...**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;some of the things na nakakapagaan ng pakiramdam ko: soft batch cookies.. unan.. magazine ng magagandang bahay.. movies na tulad ng wedding daze, just like heaven, basta mga ganyan.. early mornings na ang una kong ginagawa pagkagising ko ay natutulog ulit para makapili ng mapapanaginipan... siyempre.. may control ako sa panaginip ko.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm... bakit kaya may inclination ako sa pagiging wedding planner... photographer.. at interior designer.. hmm haaay...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114316260681853938?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114316260681853938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114316260681853938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114316260681853938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114316260681853938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/glimpse-ng-future-home-ko.html' title='glimpse ng future home ko'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114311748242246954</id><published>2006-03-23T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T04:38:02.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pag nalulungkot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tinotopak.. haha.. at saka.. nagkakasakit ng wala namang matinong explanasyon kung bakit nagkakasakit... pero sinat lang 37.5++... basta... haaaay... kung anu-ano ginagawa ko na ang weird.. hehe.. ewan.. hmm tulog na ako.. may play pa bukas... so bad.. ang sama ng pakiramdam ko talaga... hindi naman sa pinalalaki ko masyado ang maliit na problema.. pero gusto ko lang munang humiga at matulog.. at ayoko pumasok bukas... gusto ko matulog hanggang lagpas tanghali... haha.. gusto kong soup... mehn.. sana hindi ako ubuhin.. parang medyo na kasi eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114311748242246954?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114311748242246954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114311748242246954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114311748242246954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114311748242246954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/pag-nalulungkot.html' title='pag nalulungkot'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114302011676447442</id><published>2006-03-22T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:35:16.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanna know a secret?..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/IMG_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/200/IMG_1565.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm an...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Imaginary Superstar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;And in my room&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing else to do&lt;br /&gt;I turn on my stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I listen to the radio&lt;br /&gt;It gets me in a better mood&lt;br /&gt;Changes my whole attitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn it up real loud&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a screaming crowd&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good&lt;br /&gt;This can't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song&lt;br /&gt;Is on the radio&lt;br /&gt;So I'll blast on my stereo&lt;br /&gt;No one's watching&lt;br /&gt;So I play air guitar&lt;br /&gt;I'm an imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until I get a microphone&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing into my brushophone&lt;br /&gt;Never criticise who you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm an imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music stops&lt;br /&gt;Though it's in my head&lt;br /&gt;Just jumpin' round on my bed&lt;br /&gt;Still it's so fun to pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play burnt out on the floor&lt;br /&gt;But they're screaming out for more&lt;br /&gt;So I rock on once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn it up real loud&lt;br /&gt;Imagine a screaming crowd&lt;br /&gt;It feels so good&lt;br /&gt;This can't be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song&lt;br /&gt;Is on the radio&lt;br /&gt;So I'll blast on my stereo&lt;br /&gt;No one's watching&lt;br /&gt;So I play air guitar&lt;br /&gt;I'm an imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until I get a microphone&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing into my brushophone&lt;br /&gt;Never criticise who you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm an imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite song&lt;br /&gt;Is on the radio&lt;br /&gt;So I'll blast on my stereo&lt;br /&gt;No one's watching&lt;br /&gt;So I play air guitar&lt;br /&gt;I'm an imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until I get a microphone&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing into my brushophone&lt;br /&gt;Never criticise who you are&lt;br /&gt;I'm an imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginary superstar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginary superstar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114302011676447442?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114302011676447442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114302011676447442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114302011676447442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114302011676447442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/wanna-know-secret.html' title='wanna know a secret?..'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114301358169775107</id><published>2006-03-21T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:46:21.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>math100</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;nalulungkot ako...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**A man is like a fraction whose numerator is what he is and whose denominator is what he thinks of himself. The larger the denominator the smaller the fraction.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pano kung kabaliktaran.. masyadong mababa ang tingin sa sarili.. self confidence wala.. system shutdown.. oh mehn.. nalulungkot talaga ako.. hindi naman ako bobo sa math eh.. bakit ganun.. nakakasagot naman ako.. pero pag exam na.. total blackout... pag nakita niyo siguro mga bluebook ko.. magugulat kayo... dahil blanko.. choker.. grr.. naiinis ako.. it's all in the mind.. ano naman?.. sige alam ko yun.. tapos..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.. labo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114301358169775107?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114301358169775107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114301358169775107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114301358169775107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114301358169775107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/math100.html' title='math100'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114273608376609621</id><published>2006-03-18T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:41:23.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote</title><content type='html'>As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend. You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[andaming beses ko nang natanggap to sa YM.. kaya.. lagay ko nalang dito... nakita ko narin ito sa blog ni imma at sa blog rin ni dremon.. hmm may point nga naman... never give in to sadness. sayang yung moments wasted on them.. when in fact.. pwede namang kabaliktaran... hindi na nababalik ang oras.. time is not gold.. gold-walang value compared to time... isipin nating maigi..]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114273608376609621?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114273608376609621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114273608376609621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114273608376609621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114273608376609621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/quote.html' title='quote'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114272392889652885</id><published>2006-03-18T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T15:18:51.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>isang panaginip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;weird.. napuyat ako kagabi.. kaya maikli lang yung panaginip ko.. weird talaga... sa panaginip ko gabi.. kaya akala ko totoong nangyayari.. ako lang at si james ang nakilala ko... nasa parking area daw.. kakababa mula sa isang sasakyan.. sa may trunk kami nakatayo.. nagbababa ata ng kagamitan.. papunta ata sa isang gig.. dahil dun sa may elevated area [as in sobrang elevated na area, tipong 10 feet yung taas niya kesa sa parking area] may music na maririnig.. tapos biglang may narinig kami na malupit na pagigitara.. tapos.. kakilala daw namin yun pero hindi ko na maalala kung sino yun.. medyo malayo kasi at di ko makita yung mukha... tapos naka-black pa.. ang ganda ng tono na tinutugtog.. ang cool pa talaga... tapos sabi ni james.. "compo yan no? tunog compo eh.." mala-james na personality pa talaga.. yung parang medyo patawa pa sinasabi.. tapos.. nakakagulat... kasi alam ko isinigaw ko yung nararamdaman ko nun... lahat ng bumabagabag.. lahat lahat.. tapos.. nagkaron ng theme.. ang mas kakaiba pa dun.. hindi sigaw yung kinalabasan.. kundi isang kanta.. kasabay nung gitara... ang astig talaga... nagandahan ako sa mga sinasabi k0 kasi sobrang eksakto talaga.. napakagaling.. tamang-tama...tapos sabi ni james.. "oi jeni isulat mo yung lyrics na yan!"... tapos sabi ko "hindi pwede".. tumingin si james... sabi ko "nakalimutan ko na...."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;haha kakaibang way para ilabas lahat ng nararamdaman... nagising ako bigla tapos ang gaan ng pakiramdam ko.. nakaisip na ako ng isusulat sa kasaysayang bayan ko [walang koneksiyon sa napanaginipan ha.. ilang araw na kasi akong nahihirapan gumawa ng kasaysayangbayan na yan eh.. tagal ko nang ipinagpapaliban].. napakagaan talaga.. hindi ko man kaya sa totoong buhay ibuhos lahat ng nararamdaman ko at sumigaw... pwede pala sa panaginip.. cool..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114272392889652885?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114272392889652885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114272392889652885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114272392889652885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114272392889652885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/isang-panaginip.html' title='isang panaginip'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114264480108121383</id><published>2006-03-17T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T17:20:01.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>take this quiz</title><content type='html'>...pleeaaasse... thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/yourquiz.php?quizname=060317201401-223553&amp;"&gt; Jeni Carino Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!! marunong na ako gumawa ng link!! yess... thank you ulit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114264480108121383?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114264480108121383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114264480108121383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114264480108121383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114264480108121383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/take-this-quiz.html' title='take this quiz'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114249101455326994</id><published>2006-03-15T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:36:54.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes Come True Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good handful of sunflower seeds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pestle of pulverized walnuts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A sprinkling of desiccated dandelion (sun-dried)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A handful of pomegranate seeds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good pinch of sage&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Small chunks of root vegetables - onions, carrots, swedes, turnips&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A few grains of ginseng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A little chopped bamboo root&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A handful of Grains of Paradise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A pinch of Tonka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two teaspoons of liquid amber&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Salt and pepper and powdered mustard in equal quantities to taste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Short-crust pastry rolled with chooped endives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A rich thick gravy made from kitchen stock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must be served with green and white vegetables - white for lasting happines, green for luck.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mix all ingredients in a large bowl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Add gravy/stock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mix well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cover with endive pastry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cook in a moderate oven for one hour and a half or until pastry golden brown and ingredients softened.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Serve immediately with vegetables.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note: For wishes to come true, the wishes must be made while eating the first mouthful. The wishes must be personal. Against all folklore traditions, the wishes in this case must be spoken aloud. This pie will always make wishes come true, so a warning - be careful what you wish for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;[thank you jesse james and daniel for "hubble bubble"... saya basahin.. unputdownable.. hmm gusto ko rin ng wishes come true pie...]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114249101455326994?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114249101455326994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114249101455326994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114249101455326994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114249101455326994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/wishes-come-true-pie.html' title='Wishes Come True Pie'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114214277424458693</id><published>2006-03-11T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T21:52:55.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tungkol sa stargirl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Star people are rare. You'll be lucky to meet another."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[naiintriga na ako kung anong book yan.. may idea na ako kung san tungkol... hmmm kelan kaya ako bibili.. oh mehn.. naiintriga talaga ako.. stargirl pala talaga yung name nung girl na bida... astig pa yang quotable quote na yan... cooool... mehn.. sino ba yung anonymous na nagtag sakin tungkol sa stargirl..? nababagabag ako... ang ganda ng summary na nabasa ko.. gusto ko mabasa ng buo... some lines... struck a few sensitive cords.. nonconformity.. trying to change for someone you love...] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"She's as magical as the desert sky. As strange as her pet rat. As mysterious as her own name. From the day she arrives at quiet Mica High School in a burst of color and sound, the hallways hum with the murmur of "Stargirl, Stargirl." She captures Leo Borlock's heart with just one smile. The students of Mica High are enchanted. At first. Then they turn on her. Stargirl is suddenly shunned. And Leo, panicked and desperate with love, urges her to become the very thing that can destroy her: normal."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[gusto ko mabasa.. gimme gimme gimme... haha.. anonymous na nagmention ng stargirl.. sino ka ba talaga..?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114214277424458693?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114214277424458693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114214277424458693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114214277424458693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114214277424458693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/tungkol-sa-stargirl.html' title='tungkol sa stargirl'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114214127683185425</id><published>2006-03-11T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T21:27:56.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 narin si jenneth</title><content type='html'>haaay tama ba tong ginagawa ko.. dalawang magkasunod na gabi ay nagpuyat.. tapos ngayon haharap sa pc.. sakit ng ulo ko.. at nangangatog ang legs ko.. ahehe matanda na.. hahaha.. hmmm... natuwa lang ako.. kahit wala akong lakas kagabi para magsayaw... dinner-dance party pala yun... ganda ng mga para sa slow na sayaw.. pati nga rin yung mga mabilis eh.. disco.. hmm.. mala-prom... haaay.. malas nga lang nalowbatt ako [haha ano koneksiyon?.. pero wala rin kahit siguro full yun.. wala namang signal eh] .. pero nakakatuwa.. hindi talaga lalagpas ang isang occasion na hindi ako nakatatanggap ng compliment mula sa isang sikretong tao... haha nakumpleto ang araw ko.. ;p hehehe... basta.. ang labo ng flow ng thoughts no..? hmmm nagmamadali narin ako.. dami kong pinagpaliban na homeworks... at chores pa.. oh mehn.. sige sa mga bumabasa nito.. see ya around...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[talaga nga bang puro J ang mga sunud-sunod na tumatanda.. haha anna kasi eh...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114214127683185425?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114214127683185425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114214127683185425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114214127683185425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114214127683185425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/18-narin-si-jenneth.html' title='18 narin si jenneth'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114214078695213871</id><published>2006-03-11T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T21:19:46.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>miro churva forever</title><content type='html'>Ikot&lt;br /&gt;by Stonefree&lt;br /&gt;Di ka na naghihinayang&lt;br /&gt;sa panahong nasasayang&lt;br /&gt;di ka na naniniwala&lt;br /&gt;sa mga... himala&lt;br /&gt;sadya bang napakahirap&lt;br /&gt;tanawin ng hinaharap ...oohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy-tuloy ang ikot ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;di ‘to hihinto para lang sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;at kung ikaw nga’y maiwan&lt;br /&gt;ako’y babalik at di ka pababayaan..oohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di ka na nangangarap&lt;br /&gt;di na rin naghahanap&lt;br /&gt;tanggap lang ang kahinaan&lt;br /&gt;nananatili at nag-aabang, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy-tuloy ang ikot ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;di ‘to hihinto para lang sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;at kung ikaw nga’y maiwan&lt;br /&gt;ako’y babalik at di ka pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikot lang ng ikot lang ng ikot lang ng ikot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy-tuloy ang ikot ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;di ‘to hihinto para lang sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;at kung ikaw nga’y maiwan&lt;br /&gt;ako’y babalik at di ka pababayaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy-tuloy ang ikot ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;tuloy-tuloy ang ikot ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;tuloy-tuloy ang ikot ng mundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[hmm wala lang.. nagandahan ako sa song na to.. napakinggan ko na pala dati pero nung friday ko lang naisip ulit.. haha.. siguro ipinagtataka niyo kung bakit "miro churva forever" ang title ng post na ito.. basta dahil sa pagpapa-autograph ni audrey na napahanga naman ako sa kanayng angking powers.. haha.. basta.. naenjoy ko yung homecoming ni miro na benefit concert for ms. g.. hmm gumaling na sana si ms. g... haaay.. natuwa ako overall sa araw na yun.. pero napagod.. ang sakit ng likod ko dahil sa aking bag.. nakapagtataka dahil hindi naman ganun kabigat yung bag ko...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114214078695213871?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114214078695213871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114214078695213871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114214078695213871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114214078695213871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/miro-churva-forever.html' title='miro churva forever'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114178227735767336</id><published>2006-03-07T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T17:44:37.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Follow Your Destiny - Wherever It Leads You"</title><content type='html'>There comes a time in your life when you realizethat if you stand still, you will remain at this pointforever. You realize that &lt;strong&gt;if you fall and stay down, life will pass you by&lt;/strong&gt;. Life's circumstances are &lt;strong&gt;not always what you might wish them to be&lt;/strong&gt;. The pattern of life does not necessarily go as you plan. Beyond any understanding, you may at times be led in different directions that you never imagined, dreamed, or designed. Yet if you had never put any effort into choosing a path, or tried to carry out your dream, then perhaps you would have no direction at all. Rather than wondering about or questioning the direction your life had taken, accept the fact that there is a path before you now. Shake off the "why 's" and "what if 's" and rid yourself of confusion. Whatever was= is in the past. Whatever is= is what's important. &lt;strong&gt;The past is a brief reflection&lt;/strong&gt;. The future is yet to be realized. Today is here. Walk yourpath one step at a time- with courage, faith and determination. Keep your head up, and &lt;strong&gt;cast your dreams to the stars&lt;/strong&gt;. Soon your steps will become firm, and your footing will be solid again. A path that you never imagined will become the mostcomfortabledirection you could have ever hoped to follow. Keep your belief in yourself and walk into your new journey. &lt;strong&gt;You will find it magnificent, spectacular, beyond your wildest dreams&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114178227735767336?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114178227735767336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114178227735767336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114178227735767336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114178227735767336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/follow-your-destiny-wherever-it-leads.html' title='&quot;Follow Your Destiny - Wherever It Leads You&quot;'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114155637068787598</id><published>2006-03-05T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T02:59:30.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buddha buddha buddha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/IMG_1511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/320/IMG_1511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang sama ko sa batang buddha or monk ata yan.. or shaolin in training.. basta ang cute no..? hehe natuwa lang ako.. cute... hmm may galit ako sa mga maliliit na bata running around.. kasi sa eastwood may batang nasipa yung paa ko.. nasira tuloy isa kong kuko.. sobrang sakit.. nakakaiyak... sakit talaga eh... hmmm wala lang.. cute talaga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114155637068787598?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114155637068787598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114155637068787598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114155637068787598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114155637068787598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/buddha-buddha-buddha.html' title='buddha buddha buddha'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114139284578445235</id><published>2006-03-03T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T05:34:05.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Take the Wheel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take it from my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I can't do this all on my own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm letting go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So give me one more chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To save me from this road I'm on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus take the wheel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[hmm... haaay...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114139284578445235?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114139284578445235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114139284578445235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114139284578445235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114139284578445235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/jesus-take-wheel.html' title='Jesus Take the Wheel'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114138248081271000</id><published>2006-03-03T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T02:41:20.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jeni</title><content type='html'>haaay.. bakit ganun... ang lungkot talaga.. nakakangiti parin ako... pero ano ba talaga..? haaay talaga.. nakakainis.. oh mehn... ayoko na.. depressed nga ata talaga ako... please.. magsummer na!.. magtatago na ako.. hmmm nakakasawa ng ngumiti.. hmm hehe nakakagulat na post no..? tunay lang na nararamdaman.. oh mehn... tulog nalang ako siguro... oh mehn ang labo... grrr... bakit ilang beses na akong muntik mapahamak sa kalye..? sa tatlong sunud-sunod na araw..? iba-iba pa yung sitwasyon..? hmmm bahala na... hindi para sa akin ang alamin yan... marami pa akong aalalahanin... papers... haaaay... nagsisisi na ako... pahingi akong wardrobe... dun muna ako... haha... o kaya time turner.. tsktsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114138248081271000?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114138248081271000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114138248081271000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114138248081271000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114138248081271000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/03/jeni.html' title='jeni'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114088737643219718</id><published>2006-02-25T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T09:09:37.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stargirl</title><content type='html'>haha.. naisip ko lang yang title na yan.. kasi kanina.. habang naghahanda ako para sa debut ni lau.. starboy yung palabas sa tv.. yung komiks ata yun.. haha.. wala lang.. walang koneksyon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi kasi.. sa debut ni lau.. 16th candle ako.. haaay.. narealize ko na hindi ko parin naoovercome ang takot ko na magsalita sa harap.. walang sense pinagsasabi ko.. napaka-articulate ko talaga haha... natuwa nga pala ako sa description sakin.. kasi yun rin sana yung ipangdedescribe ko kay lau.. haaay... ang cool talaga... haha wala nanamang koneksyon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stargirl.. napakalawak ng sky... at sobrang clear.. walang mga ulap.. swerte ko nga naman talaga... malamig ang hangin pero hindi nakakaginaw.. sarap tumingala... nawala lahat ng sama ng loob ko.. haha... ang pagtingala pala hindi lang pag umiiyak ka gumagana.. kahit kelan.. nung pauwi na.. sinabay ako ni caloi.. sobrang bait talaga nun.. tapos ang miba pang mga kasabay ay sina ben, jacob at markmau.. napakaganda.. allboys kami.. at bigla kong nasabi.. ang angas ng sky.. haha ka-otihan ko talaga.. nagreact si mau.. angas daw..? haha.. labo kasi eh no... pero talaga naman eh... kung wala lang akong nakasalubong na pusa.. baka nagstay na ako sa labas.. haaay.. asar na mga pusa na yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pa nga pala kung bakit biglang nawala lahat ng lungkot ko... sabi ba naman sa description ni lau.. ako daw yung tipo ng kaibigan na "buti nalang nandyan"... awww.. na-touch talga ako.. at ganun naman rin si lau... hindi man magkausap ng matagal na matagal na panahon.. pag nagkaron ng pagkakataon.. parang walang oras na nasayang... parang walang panahon na namagitan.. parang kahapon lang lagi... haha.. basta.. hindi kasi ako makatha eh.. yun na yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at.. nagpaalam na ako sa stars.. maaalala ko parin naman eh.. at mapapanaginipan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay.. makatulog na nga.. magppray pa ako.. masyado kasi nagpagod eh.. ininggit pa ako... magpagaling ka.. sayang hindi mo nakita ang sky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti pa talaga ang langit.. kahit anong mangyari nandyan yan... yung mga bituin masapawan man ng liwanag ng araw.. hindi parin umaalis.. hinihintay magparaya yung araw para makagpakita siya ulit... pero hindi talaga umaalis.. haha ano nanaman yan..? ewan ko rin.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114088737643219718?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114088737643219718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114088737643219718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114088737643219718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114088737643219718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/stargirl.html' title='stargirl'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114073167334709282</id><published>2006-02-23T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:54:33.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kunwari:</title><content type='html'>tulog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masakit ang ulo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagod...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busog... walang gana kumain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag-aaral sa thirdfloor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbababad sa shower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iidlip lang sandali...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lang...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114073167334709282?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114073167334709282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114073167334709282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114073167334709282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114073167334709282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/kunwari.html' title='kunwari:'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114073120581397333</id><published>2006-02-23T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T13:46:45.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>haaay</title><content type='html'>Kanina pa kitang pinagmamasdan&lt;br /&gt;Mukha mo’y di maipinta&lt;br /&gt;Malungkot ka na naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina pa kitang inaalok ng&lt;br /&gt;Kuwentuhang masaya&lt;br /&gt;Parang sa’yo’y balewala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandali nga&lt;br /&gt;Teka lang&lt;br /&gt;May nakalimutan ka&lt;br /&gt;Di ba’t pwede mo akong iyakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang&lt;br /&gt;Sandal ka na&lt;br /&gt;At wag mong pipigilan&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak mo na ang lahat sa langit&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak mo lang ang lahat sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andito lang ako naghihintay&lt;br /&gt;Lagi mong tatandaan&lt;br /&gt;Di ka naman nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andito lang ako makikinig sayo&lt;br /&gt;Sa buong magdamag&lt;br /&gt;Sa’kin di ka balewala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang&lt;br /&gt;Sandal ka na&lt;br /&gt;At wag mong pipigilan&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak mo na ang lahat sa langit&lt;br /&gt;Iiyak mo lang ang lahat sa akin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang&lt;br /&gt;Sige lang sige lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[buti nalang kahit papano.. masaya ang araw ko.. palpak man yung simula.. salamat sa cookies and cream regular zagu.. hehe.. tsaka sa nagturo sakin ng pagtugtog ng sandalan.. ikaw na kinakantahan ng song na ito.. kinaiinggitan kita...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114073120581397333?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114073120581397333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114073120581397333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114073120581397333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114073120581397333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/haaay.html' title='haaay'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114062484229305320</id><published>2006-02-22T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T08:14:02.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sa gitna ng lahat</title><content type='html'>wag niyo ko awayin dahil nasa gitna ako..! nakikita ko ang mabuti sa bawat tao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag niyo naman sana ipitin ako sa mahihirap na sitwasyon... gitna ulit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isipin niyo naman rin kahit minsan na masasaktan rin ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayoko na kayong ipangtanggol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sige jeni.. iyak pa... walang magtatanggol sayo.. prottektahan mo na lahat except sarili mo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114062484229305320?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114062484229305320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114062484229305320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114062484229305320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114062484229305320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/sa-gitna-ng-lahat.html' title='sa gitna ng lahat'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114030463315307173</id><published>2006-02-18T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:17:13.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>supergirl</title><content type='html'>...I'm supergirl and I'm here to save the world but I wanna know who's gonna save me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114030463315307173?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114030463315307173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114030463315307173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114030463315307173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114030463315307173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/supergirl.html' title='supergirl'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-114021787358188635</id><published>2006-02-17T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T15:11:13.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gising na</title><content type='html'>wah.. bakit lagi nalang ako may masamang panaginip... pag lumagpas ng 9 ang pagtulog ko.. sigurado babangungutin ako... parang may fixed natural rule na bawal ako matulog ng maslate dun... lagi nalang... at nanaginip ako tungkol sa comm3 class ko.. pero nagsasagot kami ng physics na problem.. at wala pa mang 3mins.. tapos na silang lahat sa problem solving at hindi ko pa nga nababasa... edi hindi ko napasa yung 1st problem at ganun rin ang nanyari sa pangalawa... at nakaupo lang ako dun... pakiramdam ko talaga ang bobo ko.. kasi hindi ako nakapagpasa.. hindi ko nga man lang daw alam [as in "no idea"] kung pano sagutin... jeni-gc... ano ba yan... wala kaya akong pakialam... hmmm bakit ba kasi naglalagay ako ng standards... at ayoko sundin.. tapos pag tapos na nagsisisi ako at iniisip na bakit ganun... or siguro mayabang ako... haha bahala... ang labo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masama pang panaginip.. naiwan akong mag-isa sa bahay... at narinig kong tumatahol yung aso namin.. so sumilip ako sa labas.. nagkataon na bukas yung pinto ng bahay.. kasi yung screendoor lang yung nakasara.. at may tatlong adik na may dalang mga plastic at ewan ko kung malaking kutsilyo yun o itak o bolo... hahahaha.. at naramdaman ng actual kong katawan yung electrifying na kaba... pag sobrang kinilabutan ka na parang na-ground ang buong katawan mo... at tumakbo ako sa pinto at sinara.. pero muntik ng hindi ko masara kasi mabilis sila... tapos biglang naalala ko na sa may bubong ng garage... may daan papasok ng kwarto namin. fire exit kasi yun... nakapadlock yun pero dahil lagi nalang may napupunta na shuttlecock sa bubong namin hindi ko sinasaaran talaga ang padlock... at dun nga sila nakadaan at nagising na ako.. pero naiwan yung kaba... ang labo no.. na makapanaginip ako ng ganyan... at nakita kong 3am palang.. pero pagod na pagod na ako... parang andami ng pinagdaanan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm matatakutin na talaga ako.. ayaw ako tantanan ng images ng dawn of the dead.. parang pagnagigising ako ng madaling araw at masyadong tahimik... natatakot ako.. minsan may tunog pa ng tsinelas na tumatakbo tapos sunud-sunod pa yung kahol ng mga aso from one corner hanggang sa dulo... comforting nga yung naririnig ko yung minsang may trike na dadaan... waaaah.... bakit ba mahilig magstore ng unnecessary images ng utak ko at binabalikan ko sa pagtulog... sa panaginip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marami akong napapaniginipan... at pag pumapasok na sa school... unti-unti nawawala yung details na halos totoong totoo na mahirap isiping hindi nangyari habang tulog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanaginip rin ako ng taong hindi bumalik... wag naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeni gising!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-114021787358188635?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/114021787358188635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=114021787358188635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114021787358188635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/114021787358188635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/gising-na.html' title='gising na'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113997741272092886</id><published>2006-02-14T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:23:32.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:]</title><content type='html'>ang napaka-purple na valentines day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nag-purple ako na shirt.. hmmm... haha hindi pa nga akin yun eh.. hiniram ko lang sa kapatid ko... naipakilala ko sa maraming tao si &lt;em&gt;chubibo, &lt;/em&gt;ang aking purple fluff na sabit sa phone.. na bilog na bilog na warm and fuzzy [ayon kay joy]... nawala ko ang aking purple na pamaypay.. maliit lang kasi yun.. pero tama ba naman kasing ibulsa sa likod... ahehe.. hmmm nakatanggap ako ng purple na box...late na gift nung birthday ko [thank you thank you.. hmmm :)..].. at nakatanggap rin ako ng purple na bilog na nakakatuwa at the same time nakakatawa.. hahaha.. hindi mo akalain talaga... haha... [peace! pare.. belat!]... valentines na nakakapangiti... nagsisisi lang ako at sumama ako sa aking mga magulang at mga kapatid sa sm nung gabi... haaay... 2by2 ang mga tao... at nagkakagulo yung mga kalalakihan sa mga giftshops at ang haba ng pila sa mga flowershops at ang gulo rin sa national-card section.. samantalang gabi na nun... late na.. sakit tuloy sa ulo... daming tao at ang ingay at ang gulo.. hmmm... ayun... hmmm... ito pa pala... naghahanap ako ng violet na roses.. kung may blue.. bakit violet wala... hmmm... oist ikaw na nagbabasa nito.. pag may nakita kang ganun... sabihin mo sakin... hahaha... salamat ;p...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113997741272092886?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113997741272092886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113997741272092886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113997741272092886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113997741272092886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=':]'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113983263199604112</id><published>2006-02-13T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T04:10:32.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine special</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sa panel discussion kanina [feb13, 2006] sa comm3 class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pabida-kontrabida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;single or attached..? why single..? why attached..? your choice..? or involuntary...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;definitions: &lt;strong&gt;single&lt;/strong&gt;-unattached, &lt;strong&gt;attached&lt;/strong&gt;-not single [napakalinaw diba..?] [hahaha]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway.. ito talaga ang gusto kong ikwento.. si ms panelist... the girl in the mini and offshoulder blouse with ruffles..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;single or attached...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: happily attached...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you look for in a guy&lt;/strong&gt;...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: yung aasikasuhin ako.. somone who's there when i need him... &lt;em&gt;[aww hindi ba't yun ang gusto natin lahat]&lt;/em&gt;... a guy who understands that i have many things to do.. i have studies and chores too... parang.. someone who'd understand "don't bug me.. i'm studying"... &lt;em&gt;[hmmm parang kakaiba..]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about relationships..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: i go into relationships for the sake of experience...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mr co-panelist: eh hindi ba for a relationship to "happen"... both parties should have "feelings" for each other...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: what about the phrase.."learning to love someone"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;another ms co-panelist: you don't go into a relationship... without the feeling first... una dapat yun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: these are like experiments... just like what they say when you're this young... you're really just experimenting on everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mr co-panelist: wouldn't you say that you're being unfair..? kasi you'll break up with that someone when your "experiment" is over... &lt;em&gt;[may point siya no..?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: kasi... it starts out that i like the guy.. tapos pag i don't like him anymore... we break up.. i say goodbye... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mr co-panelist: what if he already developed certain feelings for you..? hindi ba paasa ka nun.. &lt;em&gt;[oooohh... nagiging mainit ang usapan.. haha]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: actually i've had problems like that with some of my boyfriends... &lt;em&gt;[aba...] &lt;/em&gt;basta kasi... i don't love you even if you love me with all your heart... &lt;em&gt;[aba talaga...]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about influence.. the friends...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: they say that they want a certain guy for me.."bagay" daw.. so ok lang maging kami... then if it turns out na ayoko sa kanya... ayun...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;about influence... the family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ms panelist: as the first child of my parents... having relationships... &lt;em&gt;[most probably behind their backs...]&lt;/em&gt; is a sign of defiance.. of rebellion...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;[and with this i close this panel discussion... happy valentine's day to all you guys happily attached... sana ay hindi niyo makatagpo ang ganitong sitwasyon na guinea pig lang kayo..] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113983263199604112?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113983263199604112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113983263199604112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113983263199604112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113983263199604112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentine-special.html' title='valentine special'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113970379858074727</id><published>2006-02-11T16:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T16:23:18.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no... and still..</title><content type='html'>hmm gusto ko na magrelease ng creative juices.. haha outlet! pahingi!.. hmm wala akong time para sa scrapbook.. hindi ko mahanap yung libro ko na how to make a painting.. at bibili pa pala ako ng brushes.. ahaha... pag alam ko na kung anong klase.. hindi ako makapagpiano.. dahil minimal noise lang ang pwede sa bahay.. mabubulabog ang mga nocturnal.. hindi maaari.. at ito pa.. napakarami kong papers.. oh mehn.. bakit ba.. ang hina ko sa AP sa KAS sa kahit na anong history???... hahahaha... hirap talaga.. bakit nga ba ako nag-kas... hmmm kasaysayang bayan... minimum 20 pages [hindi kasi ako nakapunta sa fieldtrip.. pano naman ako pupunta..??? feb5 yun... anong oras na ba ako nakatulog...] tapos may 2 daw akong absence...??!! isa lang kaya... yung araw na pinag-aralan ang babaylan... additional 2 papers pa tuloy.. reaction to any film or current event... at meron pang babaeng gerilya paper [ngayon ko narerealize na madaya ang mga lalaki ng unang panahon... hirap maghanap ng impormasyon sa history pag tungkol sa babae]... kas1 bakit mo ako pinaparusahan.. mahina nga ako diyan eh... ... Sea30 inis nakidagdag pa... paper rin.. 15 pages ata.. tungkol sa art and culture.. haaay... para akong gumagawa ng libro na iba-ibang chapters... at kailangan ko pa basahin ang WALDEN!!! waaaah... napaka-boring at hindi ko maintindihan... lessons tungkol sa buhay..? wala ba yung applicable sa teenager na hati ang attention at nauubusan na ng oras..? pahingi ako ng wardrobe..! dun muna ako mag-aaral... at di niyo mamamalayang nawala ako pagbalik ko... haaaay.... haaaay.. at paalam muna.. dahil marami rin akong chores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no.. and still.. nakapagpost pa ako.. pagbigyan niyo na.. kailangan ko to...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113970379858074727?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113970379858074727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113970379858074727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113970379858074727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113970379858074727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-no-and-still.html' title='oh no... and still..'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113963146390600205</id><published>2006-02-10T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T20:17:43.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon another time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;para sa feb4..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gusto ko magsorry sa sumusunod na mga kaibigan:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa mga naunang dumating: sorry nauna pa kayo sa amin.. hahaha.. late ako eh no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bianca, benson at jake: na-outnumber ng mga scientian.. marami kasing hindi dumating na hopians.. ahehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;benson: dahil walang mic stand.. ahehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;jonas: hindi nakasayaw sa 18roses.. sorreee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa mga sumayaw ng swing: sorry nagkalat tayo.. haha.. pero masaya naman eh.. salamat at walang nagalit sa inyo sakin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa silicon carne and friends.. wala akong naitulong sa instruments.. sorree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa aking family members: hindi nakakain ng matino.. dahil nag-asikaso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa 18roses: sorry matinik yung roses.. hahahaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa 18seashells: wala akong sea shells eh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;leon: hindi na naasikaso yung cake... hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ra: biglang hinatak para maging mc... galing mo!! heehee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gelain: hindi natuloy yung game...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;joseph: hindi ko napanood ng buo yung song mo.. sorry talaga.. at namiss pa yung isa pa.. sorry talaga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gusto ko magpasalamat sa mga sumusunod:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa lahat ng dumating: dahil dumating kayo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;james, joy, kat, jeanine, jantoy, joseph, gelain, imma: sa inyong pagshare ng talents.. salamat ng marami... haaay... ang gagaling.. hehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;benson: ganun rin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;imir: umuwi pa galing sa baguio.. salamat talaga...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kuya at ra at audrey: mga naging mc na on the spot..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sa lahat lahat!!.. salamat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hindi ko maissummarize yung mga gusto kong sabihin pero.. before.. during and after.. nasiyahan ako... salamat.. pati sa mga surprise na mga gift.. heehee.. nakakatuwa lahat.. salamat.. hahaha ang tanda ko na... yak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113963146390600205?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113963146390600205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113963146390600205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113963146390600205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113963146390600205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/02/once-upon-another-time.html' title='once upon another time'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113843019395079570</id><published>2006-01-27T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:36:33.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my true color..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines. Traditionally a symbol of success, black also represents power and an uncompromising demand for perfection. Not surprisingly, you tend to set challenging goals for yourself and do whatever it takes to achieve them — your strength of character is second to none. This unfaltering determination, along with your natural elegance, impresses people. But keep in mind that your personality might be intimidating to some. Try to temper your demanding side with a little softness — trust us, it won't kill you. Overall, though, black is the color of professionalism and achievement, which means it's clearly the color for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[LSS pa naman ako sa true colors... ng mymp.. tapos.. ang kulay ko pala ay black... I demand a re-test!!... hmmm... ako nga kaya yan..?? black black black... huhu parang masama tuloy akong tao..]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113843019395079570?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113843019395079570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113843019395079570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113843019395079570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113843019395079570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-true-color.html' title='my true color..'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113828230564403837</id><published>2006-01-26T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T05:31:45.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kahit masakit sa pisngi...</title><content type='html'>hindi ko mapigilang ngumiti!!!... napakagandang araw para sakin... ok lang na naulanan ako at pakiramdam ko magkakasakit ako... at... nahihilo ako tsaka 2 meals ang naskip ko... na hindi ko sinasadya... napakaraming rason para ngumiti... hmmm naaalala niyo ba ang sinabi ko na nakakatakot maging masaya pag alam mong may kapalit... hahaha wala akong pakialam... haha... napakaganda ng linggo ko... na-ispire talaga akong mag-post... sana next week ulit... sana sa saturday lalo... kahit na may exam... bakit nga ba maganda ang araw ko... una: kahit na na-basa ako ng ulan bago ng sbayang bigkas namin sa eng11... 1 ang grade namin!!... masaya talaga... pangalawa: nakapanood ako ng ramayana sa sea30 at masarap magreminisce ng ramayana days... lalo na't  puro kami nila joy at madie ang nakakarecite parati... medyo nagiging trend na... hehe... pangatlo: kahit hindi sapat ang dala kong pera.... nakapagstarbucks ako... at nakainom nanaman ako ng frapuccino... adik na talaga ako... hahaha... at na-ideklara ang COFFEE FRIENDS!!!... kaya napakasarap ngumiti... at isang napakabigat na lihim ang aking na-unload kaya't napakagaan ng pakiramdam... napaksarap ng may nakakausap tungkol sa mga ganung bagay... hmmmm.... =] =] =].... haaaay... sa susunod ulit na coffee party!!... napakasaya talaga... may pang-apat pa: kahit late ako nakauwi at hindi naman ako nakapag-paalam... hindi ako napagalitan o nasita... ok lang sa parents ko... hmmm... masayang araw talaga... haha bahala na bukas kung ano ang mangyayari... wala akong pakialam.... hahaha... adik nanaman ako sa thousand words... haaaay.... nakakafrustrate at the same time... ewan!! haaay salamat sa inyo aking coffee friends... sana ay hindi ako mahyper masyado dahil sa caffeine na nagrurun thru my veins... hahaha... mukha nga pala akong ewan kanina nung nagcocommute ako pauwi... nakangiti ng walang dahilan... may dahilan pero unknown to others kaya mukha akong oti!!!... hahaha tama na to... nood na ako ng only you.... kung hindi pa tapos... hahaha... =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113828230564403837?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113828230564403837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113828230564403837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113828230564403837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113828230564403837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/01/kahit-masakit-sa-pisngi.html' title='kahit masakit sa pisngi...'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113827448271376639</id><published>2006-01-26T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T03:21:22.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hail manny "pacman" pacquiao!!</title><content type='html'>hmmm hehe... napanood ko yung match nila ni morales.. sa price smart.. hmmm nakaawa naman si morales nung buamgsak siya the first time... tapos nung bumagsak na talaga... nakakaawa... hmmm tapos... pero... ang galing ni manny... hmmm... out of the 46 fights pala na nilaban niya... 41 ang panalo... yun ang tipong naka-elibs talaga... kasi 3 lang ang natalo siya.. tapos 2 draw... haha niresearch ko pa talaga yan... hahaha naelibs lang talaga ako... pero never ko nagustuhan ang violence na pinapakita ng boxing.. parang human sabong... pero hindi parin mawala yung awe kay manny... na hindi umiilag at tinatanggap niya bawat suntok... ang tibay... napapansin niyo ba sa kanya na minsan lang siya umiilag..??? hmmm basta ang tibay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha pero may significant na pangyayari rin sa price smart after nung laban ni manny... biglang nagplay sila ng isang familiar na scene.. isang arena na may sphere ng tubig sa loob... tapos... guard na tulog.. haha masyado ko pinapahaba... basta... song ni "yuna" [pero actually si le blanc yun... naka-disguise lang] na "what can i do for you"... hmmm tapos na-glue na ako sa tv... haha.... hindi ako umalis... kasi parang nararamdaman ko na na may susunod pa... tapos nung natapos nga yung song... pinakita ang maulap [gray skies] na langit... umuulan pa... at si yuna... at nagsimula na nga ang THOUSAND WORDS!!! wah... at... ipinakita nanaman ang naging buhay ni lenne at shuyin... at nakita ko nanaman ang pagfocus ng mga mata ni shuyin bago sila mamatay... wah... nakakaiyak talaga... tapos... tapos na... at nakumpleto ang araw ko... nakangiti nanaman ako... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos... hindi pa pala natapos... scenes na never ko pang napanood... kasi hindi ko natapos ang x-2... kinabahan ako sa nakita ko... kasi nakita ko si tidus sa tubig... tapos nagising siya... at lumangoy pataas.. parang walang nangyari... umahon siya... tapos... pagdating niya sa shore... dumating yung ship nila yuna... tapos... wahh... mangiyak ngiyak na talaga ako nito... kasi nakakaiyak talaga.... napakatagal kong hinintay yung ending na yun... at napanood ko pa siya ng hindi ko ineexpect... tapos nga... dumating si yuna at mula sa ship na lumilipad ay tumalon siya sa tubig at tumakbo papunta kay tidus... [hahahaha napakabaduy ko!!!!!]... tapos... niyakap niya si tidus... "are you real?".... habang umiiyak... tidus: "i think so"... dito ko gusto tapusin... wah.... napakaswerte ni yuna... na dream na tulad ni tidus ay naging totoo para sa kanya... hahahaha.... ang napakagandang ending ng final fantasy... haaaaay... ang babaw ko... ngiti lang..=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113827448271376639?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113827448271376639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113827448271376639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113827448271376639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113827448271376639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/01/hail-manny-pacman-pacquiao.html' title='hail manny &quot;pacman&quot; pacquiao!!'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113728603179654882</id><published>2006-01-14T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T16:47:11.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.. ito na at last...</title><content type='html'>pero wala paring kwenta.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;recap nalang ng january...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan1 [madaling araw]&lt;/strong&gt;: no fireworks... nag-koreanovela marathon kami... hahaha... autumn shower... grrr... nakakainis talaga yung leading man.. kawawa naman si jonathan... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan 2-11: &lt;/strong&gt;confusing mess of schoolwork at ewan ko... haha... malas na sea30 yan.. english 11...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan 13: &lt;/strong&gt;hindi ako naniniwala sa malas.. hmm hehe friday the 13th... pero napilitan akong mag-absent.. hahaha... sayang... interesting pa naman sana siguro... hmmm... ayun nakakapagod na lakaran... tapos nakahanap narin.. pero marami paring tatrabahuhin.. haha... tapos nung pauwi na... ang lakas ng ulan grabe.. nagtaxi nalang kami ni mommy kasi bumalik na ng office si daddy.. kaya yun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jan14: &lt;/strong&gt;Unravel Noh.. late ako... hindi ko naintindihan... parang nagsayang ako ng 100 pesos... hmmm hehe... pero di bale... tapos... coc sa hapon.. kasama sila ruth sa crossroad77... naalala tuloy yung graduation tsaka prom3rd year... memories.. hahaha... sa soulshop kami... ang ginaw... pero ang ganda talaga dun... ang cute cute talaga ng shop na yun.. hehe... lahat may tag price.. tsaka haha nandun rin yun coc nila kuya marty... hahaha... tsaka nakita namin si theo nag-aaral... hmmm dun narin kaya ako mag-aral.. tapos pag-uwi... nakakaiyak kasi... namatay pala yung arowana namin kasi wala kaming antichlorine tapos namantay din yung nag-iisa naming lovebird... haaaaay.. nakakaiyak talaga... hmmm napagod ako sa dami ng ginawa.. at pinuntahan... hindi ako nakasama manood ng narnia... huhuhu... so yan... next time post na ako ng up to date... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113728603179654882?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113728603179654882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113728603179654882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113728603179654882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113728603179654882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2006/01/hmm-ito-na-at-last.html' title='hmm.. ito na at last...'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113591522389671540</id><published>2005-12-29T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T20:00:23.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool no?</title><content type='html'>ang bago kong blogskin... ang astig.. kasi si aud nakahanap niyan sa totoo.. tapos hiningi ko lang sa kanya... kasi.. gusto ko talaga... kaya nasa credits ngayon si aud.. hehe... pansinin niyo naman yung nakasilip na ten peso bill.. pati narin yung harry potter na bookmark... hahaha.. ang astig kasi 14year old pinay ang gumawa.. kaya... ganyan... astig... haha wala lang na-elibs lang ako masyado... woohoo.. bagong taon.. malapit na... yeah... baka hindi ako makapag-post on time... HAPPY NEW YEAR sa lahat!!!! God bless us everyone... heehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113591522389671540?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113591522389671540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113591522389671540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113591522389671540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113591522389671540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/cool-no.html' title='cool no?'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113565456384556637</id><published>2005-12-26T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T19:53:20.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>worth 1000 words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/christmascollagelt.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/200/christmascollagelt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/christmascollagelt.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ahehe small party dito sa bahay namin... saya.. tapos ang kulit kasi naglabas ng reindeer antlers bigla si mommy.. tuwang-tuwa naman kami... hahaha... enjoy.. kulit ng mga tao... kaya lang.. miss na namin mga people na may white christmas at the other side of the world.. in short.. miss na namin mga pinsan namin sa canada... hahaha.. see you guys soon... enjoy ko muna holidays... *kisses*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113565456384556637?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113565456384556637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113565456384556637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113565456384556637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113565456384556637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/worth-1000-words.html' title='worth 1000 words'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113501044909120291</id><published>2005-12-19T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T08:40:49.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>style yan</title><content type='html'>hmmm... ano ba nangyari kanina... yun... naimbitahan ako nila joy na sumama mag-ice skating.. saya super.. except... semplang ba naman ako.. pagkatagal tagal na ata last na semplang ko sa yelo... pero kasi naman eh... matubig yung rink... as in... liliko sana ako... tumabingi yung skate ko at walang matinong nakapitan na yelo.. at yun nga... natumba ako.. sideways...  oh mehn... hindi ko nga man lang narealize na bumagsak ako.. kasi di naman ganun kasakit.. pero basang-basa yung isang side ng pants ko... nakakahiya.. para akong nag-weewee hahahaha... nanginginig ako.. di ko alam kung dahil yun sa lamig o dahil napahiya ako... haha... liliko nalang kasi.. di pa marunong.. natancha ko na yung pagliko after nun.. pero binagalan ko nalang rin kasi nahihiya na talaga ako... habang nagsskating iniisip ko na dun sa loob ok lang na may watermark yung pants ko.. eh pano sa labas...???? hahaha style yan... haaaay... nung nagbowling after.. tsaka ko lang naramdaman yung pasa sa hita ko... haha... sana hindi nalang ako naglaro.. tipong basta maibato nalang yung bola, yun pa yung may score.. pag iniingatan ko naman yung tira parating gutter... hahahaha.. talaga nga naman... at siyempre.. si jeni ako.. hindi alam kung san titigil... nanginginig na nga yung isa kong binti.. tinry ko parin yung exceed.. hahahaha yung song na binigay sakin ni imma.. pangatlong arrow palang ata na-fail ko na... napahiya nanaman... nanginig pa maslalo... pero yung pangalawa... hindi na ko na-fail.. hmmm matututunan ko rin yang exceed na yan... hahaha.. parang puro tungkol sakin no...? hmmm medyo kaninang naglulunch.. winish ko na hindi maisipan ni imma na kulitin ako... hahahaha... hindi nga siguro maiiwasan... creepy pa nung kinuwento... hmmm yun.. sa pag-uwi.. kay joseph ako sumabay para sa t.sora kagad baba ko.. sa fairview na bus kami sumakay... isang seat lang yung vacant.. kaya ako lang yung nakaupo... hmmm... tapos ang sama ko talaga.. naalala kong kailangan tawirin yung commonwealth dahil nasa kabilang side yung jeep na sasakyan ko... napilitan pa tuloy na bumaba si joseph at itawid ako... oh mehn jeni.. bakit ka ba takot sa kalye.. at nakauwi narin.. sa bahay... tsktsk ang snalubong sakin ni audrey... hahaha... minsan lang naman ako late umuwi ah... kinuwento ko ang mga masamang nangyari.. bakit concerned daw ako... hmmm mehn... hindi ako heartless... syempre naman... at ayun nga... naka-glimpse nga pala ako ng something na alam kong matagal nang nawala.. nagulat lang ako sa pagbabalik... hmmmmm... sa pagkakataong ito.. wag isiping nagffeeling ako... wag mag-alala... haaaay... masayang araw para sakin... kahit may pasa... at salamat sa tickets.. ice skating at bowling.. sama ako ulit kung may next time pa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113501044909120291?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113501044909120291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113501044909120291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113501044909120291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113501044909120291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/style-yan.html' title='style yan'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113491990189784074</id><published>2005-12-18T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T07:31:41.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>of mice and men</title><content type='html'>natapos ko na ang isa sa mga kailangan kong basahin nitong christmas break.. yey.. hahahahaha iniyakan ko ba naman... nakakaiyak kasi yung huling part.. at nasaktuhan pa ng pagkakataon.. ang babaw ng luha ko nung gabing yun.. at bumigay nalang rin... hahahahaha... yey one down.. three to go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113491990189784074?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113491990189784074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113491990189784074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113491990189784074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113491990189784074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/of-mice-and-men.html' title='of mice and men'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113491886124778205</id><published>2005-12-18T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T07:14:21.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>incredible party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/The-Incredibles.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 16, 2005.. McDonald's carpark.. scientian 05.. christmas party.. yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/The-Incredibles.jpg"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/400/The-Incredibles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah.. saya ng christmas party nung friday.. salamat sa pagpplano nila anna at imma nagkaron kami ng christmas party.. hehe.. kiddie party sa mcdo carpark.. the incredibles ang theme... nakasali pa ang karamihan sa kiddie games... hahaha... naaalala ko parin si en-en.. nakakatawa at nakakatuwa talaga... nanalo team namin.. hehe.. ano pa ba... hmmm... si kat nga pala at si joy ay mga naka-skirt.. cool.. hehehe... yung gabi ring yun may gig sila eh.. sayang at di ko napanood... hmm... medyo late nag-end yung party... hmmm... tapos mas-late pa akong nakauwi dahil hinintay ko pa daddy ko para di na magcommute.. late na kasi nun eh... hmmm... medyo marami ring wala.. si ruth wala dun kasi nag-mc para sa church namin... tapos basta alam ko maraming wala... hmmm... tapos yun.. enjoy pero napagod ako.. medyo maaga kasi ako naising nung araw na yun at di ako makatulog ulit nung tinry ko... hmmm... supposed to be two ng hapon nandun na ako kaya lang na-late ako dahil hindi ko akalaing sobrang traffic dito sa amin... kaya yun.. enjoy na araw.. sana maulit... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113491886124778205?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113491886124778205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113491886124778205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113491886124778205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113491886124778205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/incredible-party.html' title='incredible party'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113467901292103987</id><published>2005-12-15T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T12:36:56.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's official</title><content type='html'>break na! christmas break na! haaaay... sadistang exam kahapon.. dalawang beses pina-drawing yung map ng southeast asia.. worth 110 points yung exam mismo.. [merong 5 essay-type questions na worth 10 points each.. at tig-30 naman yung mga mapa...] pero at last.. natapos rin... haha as if.. wala na kong "homework".. mga prof ko talaga... hmmmm... christmas party na mamya... oh mehn.. nag-last minute shopping lang rin ako.. dahil sa mga exam na lumipas... inabot pa tuloy ako ng 6'30 sa daan.. daming tao sa sm.. buti nalang di masyado traffic pauwi... habang nakapila.. pinanood ko ang sky from blue to bluer still... haha.. ang bilis dumilim pero blue parin naman... full moon nga ata kagabi eh... liwanag ng sky... haaaay... dami kong binalak na gifts sana kaya lang naubusan talaga ng oras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pasensya na kay Jeanine at Anna.. di ko kasi kayo naabutan sa UP kahapon... belated!!...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pagpasok ko nga pala kahapon.. super daming tao... grabe namang pinaka-inabangang event yung oblation run.. kawawa naman yung mga tumakbo.. parang for show talaga.. haha pero siyempre hindi ko inabutan yung oblation run mismo... nadatnan ko lang yung mga taong paalis.. nagtaka pa nga ako kung bakit super dami nila... yung oblation run lang pala hinintay.. tapos mga umuwi narin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nag-ikot nga pala kami nila kat sa may mga tiangge.. kasama si buyao.. hmmm magnda sana yung mga coin purse ba yun.. dun sa mga tribal areas.. hehe... basta... kaya lang.. iilan lang yung kulay ng meron sila.. salamat kat tsaka buyao.. sinamahan niyo ako sa sakayan ng sm north.. hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113467901292103987?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113467901292103987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113467901292103987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113467901292103987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113467901292103987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-official.html' title='it&apos;s official'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113454582071704524</id><published>2005-12-13T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:37:00.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahehe este ahoho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/1600/mrs%20claus.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8081/1763/400/mrs%20claus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113454582071704524?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113454582071704524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113454582071704524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113454582071704524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113454582071704524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/ahehe-este-ahoho.html' title='ahehe este ahoho'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113442817582803948</id><published>2005-12-12T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:56:15.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh mehn</title><content type='html'>CHRISTMAS READING LIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Little Prince [Antoine de Saint-Exupery]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;of Mice and Men [John Steinbeck]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie [Mitch Albom]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walden [Henry David Thoreau]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[haaaay... eng11 talaga...]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113442817582803948?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113442817582803948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113442817582803948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113442817582803948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113442817582803948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-mehn.html' title='oh mehn'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113442750961751497</id><published>2005-12-12T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T14:45:09.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>subliminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;without awareness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;entering, existing in, or affecting the mind without conscious awareness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[para sakin.. creepy yang word na yan.. hmm ewan ko.. parang for the past few weeks.. daming beses ko siya na-encounter.. subliminal alibata..?]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113442750961751497?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113442750961751497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113442750961751497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113442750961751497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113442750961751497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/subliminal.html' title='subliminal'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113428766442682219</id><published>2005-12-10T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T23:54:24.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTmas</title><content type='html'>pansin niyo ba na habang patagal ng patagal... parami na ng parami ang gumagamit ng "xmas" imbis na "christmas"... nakakalimutan na ba natin lahat kung ano talaga yung ibig sabihin ng araw na yun.. hmmm mag-isip-isip ulit tayo.. hehe hindi naman sa sinasabi kong binibig deal masyado.. shortcut daw ang "xmas".. pero kahit na.. 6letters lang naman eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako nag-aagree sa prof ko na nagsabing as we grow older we learn better and we stop believing in God.. hindi parang fairy tale na pagtanda mo alam mong hindi na totoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys malapit na christmas.. balikan natin yung totoong reason for this season..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's His day.. please wag naman natin Siya i-cross out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maagang Merry Christmas!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro naman lam niyo na ilalagay niyo sa mga card na pangbati niyo..&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/18107504-113428766442682219?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113428766442682219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113428766442682219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113428766442682219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113428766442682219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas.html' title='CHRISTmas'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113393180022981411</id><published>2005-12-06T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T21:03:20.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>may kapalit parati</title><content type='html'>hmmm... hindi mo ba napapansin na minsan pag masaya ka masyado... may biglang mangyayari tapos bigla nalang babaliktad ang mundo... malungkot ka nanaman... akalain mong perfect day pero kinabukasan downhill lahat... or baka kasi ineexpect mo na magiging maganda ulitang araw mo kaya kapag ordinary lang.. nadidisappoint ka... tapos nalulungkot ka na.... or siguro mahirap lang talaga i-wish na walang magbago kasi madidisappoint ka lang talaga.. ano laban mo... kung wala ka naman talagang magagawa.. hmmm minsan tuloy.. sana di masyadong perfect... [nakakapang-alangan pag naeenjoy mo ang isang bagay kasi... may mangyayaring hindi mo gusto sa susunod...] extremes.... masmaganda sana kung nauuna ang lungkot... or siguro... depende lang sa pagtingin ko.. malay mo nga naman at una talaga yung kalungkutan at sumunod yung mga ngiti.. parang cycle... parang walang sense pinagsasabi ko... hmmm bahala ka na mag-figure out... nagugulumihanan ako... ahehe tama kaya spelling niyan... hmmm.... or sakin lang nangyayari to... or iniisip ko lang masyado... haaaay... jeni... tama na...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113393180022981411?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113393180022981411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113393180022981411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113393180022981411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113393180022981411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/may-kapalit-parati.html' title='may kapalit parati'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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-18107504.post-113393060366809512</id><published>2005-12-06T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T20:49:51.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>self attribution</title><content type='html'>hindi ko alam kung bakit.. parang lahat nalang bumubulaga sakin... marami ba ako masyadong iniisip.. o kabaliktaran... wala akong iniisip... hmmmmm..... ang baba ko super sa map exercise ko... parang joke ang aking score.. naiisip ko puro ako excuse pero kasalanan ko naman talaga... hindi ako nakapagbasa sa kas1 ko samantalang nanghiram pa tlaga ako ng libro.. ano kaya grade kong makukuha sa aking chronological at logical arrangement of topics ng taong tabon.... nakakahiya kay jack na hiniram ko yung comm3 niya para lang mag-lastminute na paghahanda para sa quiz.... pop quiz sa math... ilang meetings palang lumilipas... wala na kagad ako naretain na tamang gawin... buti nalang at open notes.. haaay jeni.... wag masyado malalim isipin mo... yung mga kaya mo munang i-handle... ayoko na magmulti-tasking... nalulungkot nalang ako parati.... may mga umuulit sa isip ko... hmmmm.... masyadong mabibigat... easy lang.... si jeni lang ako... limited ang kaya kong gawin... masmahina ako sa inaakala mo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"sorrow is like a fruit.... God does not let them grow on limbs too weak to bear them..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa nagsabi niyan kahit alam kong matagal ka ng nawala.. pasensya kung mali pagkakarephrase ko... haaaay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa susunod na map exercise.. pag wala pang nanyari ewan ko na...&lt;br /&gt;next week test sa math100.. pag hindi ko pa to napaghandaan ewan ko narin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaay... sabi ng prof ko.. para daw di mo maisip na mahirap ang buhay mo... isipin mong.... masmaraming nahihirapan kesa sayo... isipin mo ang mga bata sa africa... [nakakalungkot lang lalo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balang araw... aampon ako ng isa sa inyo [or dalawa... hanggat kaya ko.. magpapayaman ako]... hintayin niyo lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa ngayon homework, chores, exams, recitation, grades, stress, pressure, insecurities, fears muna...&lt;br /&gt;ngiti muna.... [dahil sinasabing yan pa muna ang madadaling gawin na mga bagay]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18107504-113393060366809512?l=diyeni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/feeds/113393060366809512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18107504&amp;postID=113393060366809512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113393060366809512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18107504/posts/default/113393060366809512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://diyeni.blogspot.com/2005/12/self-attribution.html' title='self attribution'/><author><name>jeni lang</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14050530010722103205</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>
