<?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-7487327</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:27:21.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ThRoUgH cLaRa'S eYeS</title><subtitle type='html'>you won't always like what you see..don't say you haven't been warned..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-114405063784072195</id><published>2006-04-03T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T15:50:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>final entry</title><content type='html'>yesterday,in church,i had a new student...fil-am...looked a lot like my ex's baby sis.&lt;br /&gt;after everything that happened...one of my biggest regrets is losing her. we only spent like 2 or 3 days together but i was so drawn to her....&lt;br /&gt;felt really bummed after....so i went to the nearest mall.&lt;br /&gt;today...i got my report card...passed all my subjects so im happy abt that =)&lt;br /&gt;i havent been to the beach yet.....boohoo.....&lt;br /&gt;i finished 3 books already though..."memoirs of a geisha" by arthur golden, "eleven minutes" by paolo coelho, "the fifth mountain" by paolo coelho&lt;br /&gt;right now im reading "the zahir"...which happens to be the title of my new blog btw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myzahir.blogdrive.com"&gt;http://myzahir.blogdrive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go finish pa pala! see u guys there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-114405063784072195?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/114405063784072195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=114405063784072195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/114405063784072195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/114405063784072195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2006/04/final-entry.html' title='final entry'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-114388901846078932</id><published>2006-04-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T18:56:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>i apologize for the lack of entries these past few weeks... been really busy. anyway, im changing my blog tomorrow so watch out for it.&lt;br /&gt;ciao bellas.&lt;br /&gt;mwah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-114388901846078932?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/114388901846078932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=114388901846078932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/114388901846078932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/114388901846078932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2006/04/changes.html' title='changes'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113964303092045782</id><published>2006-02-11T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T15:30:30.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love stories</title><content type='html'>in honor of this stupid holiday i'm going to share with you some stories. my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very first time i fell inlove was with my best friend michael.&lt;br /&gt;we we're friends since we were 7 and became best friends during the 7th grade.&lt;br /&gt;what we had was beautiful. envied by most.&lt;br /&gt;the thing was....mike never wanted to ruin that. so you see...we could never be.&lt;br /&gt;but even though i knew that...i hung on for years hoping that one day he would change his mind ....&lt;br /&gt;i turned down every guy's offer cuz in my heart and in my mind,nobody could ever compare to mike.&lt;br /&gt;michael was perfect..he still is. he left for Boston during our third year in high school.&lt;br /&gt;i was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;soon...i learned to let go of him..still telling myself that i will NEVER love another guy as much as i loved mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i knew i was in college. hating this new world around me. that's when i met dondee.. and we started hating our new world together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had just come from San Francisco then...was really annoying at first but once i got to know him i saw his good side.we became friends,hung out during breaks. he would always write these poems and show them to me. haha, i remember criticizing them and he would get so annoyed..but soon after, he would write another one and show it to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;february 2004...i found out that he liked me. i didn't believe it at first cuz he already told me that before but he never did anything about it. but then i heard about the poem. he never showed it to me. my friends told me about it though. it was entitled.."thank you". just hearing the words...i felt alive. i felt like i connected with him on an entirely different level.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his intentions we're made known to me on february 20,2004. he told me he loved me and it was the first time he ever fell inlove. to tell you the truth, i was a bit unsure of my feelings back then. i mean... i knew i was falling for him...but something was holding me back. that's why i waited till march for it to be official. when i made that decision....i was SURE. he was the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dondee and i had an amazing relationship. we made each other laugh, we felt incomplete without the other, we constantly missed each other even when we were together already, we connected in every way, we built each other up, we were inseparable....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our relationship wasnt perfect but it was close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year..before our anniversary...dondee broke my heart. but it was at this time that i knew.....i knew that i loved him so much. so much more than i am capable of loving another person. he was everything to me and i just felt betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took him back not cuz i felt sorry for him. i took him back cuz he couldnt live without me and i couldnt live a single day without him. we had another great relationship up until august.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going into detail anymore cuz it's just too painful to remember. dondee and i broke up august 18,2005 and officially broke up september 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was my happy ending come true...he was my entire world. but for him i was never enough. so i had to let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so those are my stories.....both happy,both painful at the same time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 loves i mentioned are completely different..and completely the same. you see... mike was my first love. but what dondee never knew was that he was also my first love....because he was my true love. so i guess he really was my first everything.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am building another love story. one that i hope will never get destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy valentine's day everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113964303092045782?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113964303092045782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113964303092045782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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great.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, finn bit me this morning! hahaha. oh! my dad's son is staying with us for awhile... hmmm..just what i need huh? more guys invading my private sanctuary.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;school's been ok... been skipping most of my classes but im keeping  a limit don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;um...no guy still but im NOT looking anymore.. pj's still there but it's complicated. borge is....... annoying. hahaha. he really is. i think he's mad cuz im not answering any of his calls. hahaha. see if i care.&lt;br /&gt;the right guy will come. my prince will rescue me again... i just have to stop looking for him. that's just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;oh.....&lt;br /&gt;i saw this couple at school? they had the cutest 1 yr old boy i have ever seen. i really want one... a family. someone to call my own. i think im ready now...when that prince comes along... yeah, i want my own little boy soon...&lt;br /&gt;shit! i gotta go. i'll be late. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-7487327.post-113688941659062000</id><published>2006-01-10T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T18:36:56.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finn</title><content type='html'>i have a new puppy!!!!!!! i named him "finn", it's Irish for white =) i got it off this book someone gave me about baby names........................... anyway, gotta go im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113688941659062000?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113688941659062000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113688941659062000' title='0 Comments'/><link 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year's eve was a blast! (literally.. haha) i had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;was just talking to pj about it actually. i can't believe he's going to Paris soon.... he sez he wants to take moi...wow, what i wouldn't give to spend even just a day in the romance capital of the world. i love everything about Paris.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just started school yesterday.....passed my MS prelims! =)... went to gh with my friends to celebrate. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;why am i not in school right now??? well.... i had something done at Makati Med.. nothing serious.. but someone's definitely to blame.. im not even gonna bother.&lt;br /&gt;someone told me that he sez he's waiting for somebody.... well,whoever that somebody is..i wish them both happiness. we all deserve to be happy in life. life's too short to be wasted on crap.&lt;br /&gt;well...i gotta go. im changing my blog soon so watch out for it guys. mmmmwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great 2006 everyone!&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-7487327.post-113499159489889987</id><published>2005-12-19T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T19:26:35.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the damn sniffles</title><content type='html'>just got home from a really really long day. board review made my ears fall off again... haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,i've been really sick these past couple of days....got the sniffles,high fever, and what not...didn't stop me from going to our pre-Christmas swimming thing last saturday though! hahaha. don't worry...i'll post the pics on my ofoto as soon as my friend sends it...or maybe on friendster...........hahaha. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;too bad i wasn't able to swim though...was still a bit under the weather...&lt;br /&gt;waaaaaah!!!!!!!!! i still haven't gone Christmas shopping!!!!! oh well... i love the rush anyways.&lt;br /&gt;today.....wasn't that eventful. was in my civilians even though rules said you should wear your community shirts. hahaha. naughty girl strikes again!&lt;br /&gt;the professor who taught us today was different btw... very strict. total opposite of the last one. we have review again tomorrow..gee,can't wait. fudge.&lt;br /&gt;i'm craving for....................................seafood!&lt;br /&gt;yummmm...... oysters,shrimp,mussels,clams,sea bass,squid...................&lt;br /&gt;by the beach.........................................&lt;br /&gt;+++++clara imagines for awhile++++++&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for summer break.&lt;br /&gt;or whats left of it anyway....&lt;br /&gt;anywho...gotta bounce. ciao bellas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113499159489889987?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113499159489889987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113499159489889987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113499159489889987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113499159489889987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/12/damn-sniffles.html' title='the damn sniffles'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-113445475141896650</id><published>2005-12-13T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T14:19:11.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster</title><content type='html'>ok......................................................&lt;br /&gt;i guess i had to see that.&lt;br /&gt;i'm such a fucking fool. i should have known.&lt;br /&gt;it was his fault anyway! i was fine, i was happy again... then he started txting me and saying all those things....................................&lt;br /&gt;what for huh?! why'd you do that?! for what purpose??? tell me cuz i don't fucking understand you.&lt;br /&gt;i just got hurt again.&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;i can't take no more of this shit. im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113445475141896650?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113445475141896650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113445475141896650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113445475141896650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113445475141896650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/12/friendster.html' title='friendster'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113445361858112075</id><published>2005-12-13T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T14:00:18.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken promises</title><content type='html'>ok ok..i know i said that my previous entry was gonna be my last entry about this but something came up and i just have to get this out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he texted me. he said he wanted me to do what made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;but being with him would make me happy.....&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was giving him the chance to be with the person he loves but he doesn't want to. where's the logic in that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally he txts one last time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"we can't be together. and for a long time"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just said....&lt;em&gt;"ok"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it i guess. his loss right? why am i crying though? im so fucking sad that's why. it's just so unfair. why can't two people who are so inlove be together? why are other people tearing them apart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be ok. he wants me to move on... so that's what i'm gonna do. im sorry he feels this way... i really thought i was going to have the "happy ending" i wanted.. but this is what i got and now i have to say goodbye to the one person i love the most in this world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113445361858112075?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113445361858112075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113445361858112075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113445361858112075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113445361858112075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/12/broken-promises.html' title='broken promises'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113437590901351920</id><published>2005-12-12T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T16:25:09.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye</title><content type='html'>it still hurts after all this time......&lt;br /&gt;maybe deep inside i was hoping we would just create our own little world and never come back... just be together forever..&lt;br /&gt;but i guess for him it really is over.. i was just being honest with myself or maybe just being stupid again i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;i thought we could be friends but i can't be just friends with him y'know. so...i wanted to know where he was..was he where i was?... i just had to know so i wouldnt be holding on to something that's not even there anymore. for the last time...he hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting a different answer.....&lt;br /&gt;i really don't want to let go. wanted to keep our promise.......wanted to be with him and ONLY him.&lt;br /&gt;but...no.&lt;br /&gt;i have to let go cuz he's not where i am and now i have to be somewhere else... with someone who would appreciate the love i have for him,with someone who loves me as much as i love him and would never take me for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be my last blog entry about this. promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113437590901351920?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113437590901351920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113437590901351920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113437590901351920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113437590901351920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/12/goodbye.html' title='goodbye'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113410176588239254</id><published>2005-12-09T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T12:16:05.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a change of heart</title><content type='html'>ferdinand garzon is not so evil afterall. after my dad wrote him a letter explaining my condition, he was very understanding about it and actually changed his attitude towards my entire cluster. God is so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now im at this new internet place...my duty was moved to 4-12 cuz mr.garzon had an unexpected family thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh....btw, my ex denies having a new gf and sez he doesn't even want one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmm...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why people would even tell me stuff like this. it really is so annoying. they don't have their own lives so they would constantly bug me and  dondee? give it a rest people!! we're not even together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i think i'll see him tomorrow. we have a case thing at school with mr. garzon.&lt;br /&gt;it's been what...uh...months??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta go. need to finish my cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwah mwah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113410176588239254?l=my_eyes.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-7487327.post-113386652777750849</id><published>2005-12-06T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T18:55:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>son of satan</title><content type='html'>ferdinand garzon is evil.i don't think he has an ounce of humanity in him! really..the guy has no heart.&lt;br /&gt;no breaks,no sitting,verbal abuse, and even physical abuse!---this is what we go through every duty.&lt;br /&gt;good thing there's only 3 days left till we get to be free of him. 3 days, though, seems like forever when your in our place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we had our first local board review. it was fun. i expected a really boring lecture but the instructor was hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a much depressing note.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my close friends' dad died today. it's just so sad.... that friend of mine always puts a smile on my face when im sad.i love her dearly. we're all going to the wake tomorrow night. i hope she's ok... i know how much it hurts to lose a parent.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm........&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;oh.....i congratulated my ex today. he's got a new girlfriend. quick huh? yeah, well... i'm ok. in shock though cuz of recent unexplained events...but this clears things up i guess. it's ok to be friends i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pj.............................................is upsetting. don't really wanna talk about it. i mean, how could you even say that? that's just wrong peej. wrong in my book. i need an apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if nix and jhan watched the movie without me...hehe...oist! jhantot! musta si emily??? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg...btw, borge and i talked for hours last night. hahaha. no...he's not my bf...and no he's not courting...... were just friends. i met him and his friends at temple. funny story really... told him my name's brooke. hahaha. that's actually my name everytime me and my friends go out... don't ask why..it's a long story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! my dad just txtd me! we've been bonding a lot recently. he's so understanding. best dad in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go to cebu!!!!!!!!!! there's this new film school there(which reminds me..i gotta check out their website!)..get this: it's by the beach! and it's run by top producers in the states! ugh!!! i wanna enroll so bad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this thing's getting pretty long now.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better go.&lt;br /&gt;love ya&lt;br /&gt;clara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113386652777750849?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-113291464527344828</id><published>2005-11-25T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T19:34:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self-proclaimed techie!</title><content type='html'>please do visit my website (that is if i get to finish it!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://claratagasa.tripod.com/"&gt;http://claratagasa.tripod.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's half-done so bear with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113291464527344828?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113291464527344828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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screeching halt... i thought it was over... but now??  far from it.&lt;br /&gt;Pj.. came into my life like a big unwanted surprise, i found him to be really sweet but i knew nothing could ever come between me and the guy with whom my heart still sings for...&lt;br /&gt;but...wow...he does know how to make me smile...&lt;br /&gt;pj.......the answer you seek, i still cannot give you...for that,i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;omg,talk about mushy-ness...hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;im slowly recovering from the "harassing" incident. im just thankful that im ok. school's been a pain in the ass but im dealin'...&lt;br /&gt;oh! i almost forgot...the password for my "clara's photos" page is the password i use here =) those of you who don't know what it is..just txt me.&lt;br /&gt;oh..and i just wanna say that the new HP movie doesn't give justice to the book! there were missing characters, deleted scenes... although it was the best one among the 4 movies so far...&lt;br /&gt;so anyway..i gotta go..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113265153885330892?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113265153885330892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113265153885330892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113265153885330892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113265153885330892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/far-from-over.html' title='far from over'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was making a left the guy caught up with me and cornered me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to remain calm but my world came crumbling down when he showed me his hands and they were bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"tingnan mo o!.dugo"...&lt;/em&gt;i felt like crying.....but i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his breath smelled of beer and his eyes were red..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew that if i ran...he would catch up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just then, a trike arrived. the trike driver wouldnt even let me get in cuz there's a line. i got in and told him that the guy was drunk and was harassing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way...i called bianch crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going back there till they get hold of the guy... my dad doesnt even know about it yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just thankful that im ok i guess......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just too horrible for words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113230684067135394?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113230684067135394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113230684067135394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113230684067135394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113230684067135394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/it-was-horrifying.html' title='it was horrifying'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113214016368353328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/bad-mood.html' title='bad mood'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-113169602063028901</id><published>2005-11-11T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T16:00:20.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>by the way...</title><content type='html'>noticed my new blog template? ya well... im still in the process of gettin all my photos uploaded..&lt;br /&gt;ciao bellas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113169602063028901?l=my_eyes.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-7487327.post-113169578489801820</id><published>2005-11-11T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:13:42.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i happy?</title><content type='html'>ah..the inevitable question...but am i really? or do i just hide behind my happy mask??&lt;br /&gt;i find myself smiling whenever i think about the many happy moments we shared.. but im glad that i found peace within myself to accept the fact that were really over..&lt;br /&gt;it's so easy to blame the world around me..but i finally found an inner calm that gives me the power to forgive those who are against me and those who broke my heart...&lt;br /&gt;i have put aside past grudges and heartaches in order to move on with my life and to make room for new happy moments that are yet to come.....&lt;br /&gt;i feel sorry for those whom i turned down because my heart still belongs to he who must not be named...in a way,it still does (sorry gianna)...but yes, i have found someone new... but i don't know if i can open my heart fully just yet..don't take it personally hun.. i just..well..i had a real connection with him..&lt;br /&gt;this new guy? he's amazingly sweet... he really is..he has all the qualities i love.. fil-am (again) i believe that the right guy will be the one who will sweep me off this island and he will still be there after i graduate.....*hint,hint*&lt;br /&gt;pj..i know your reading this. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be seein ya. i'll surprise you one of these days. i just need time...i guess u just have to wait and see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113169578489801820?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113169578489801820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113169578489801820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113169578489801820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113169578489801820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/am-i-happy.html' title='am i happy?'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-113136322280191902</id><published>2005-11-07T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T19:33:43.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a very happy birthday</title><content type='html'>so...i am officially 20 =) i seriously didn't expect my birthday to be that wonderful.. actually, considering everything that happened to me this year i knew for a fact that my birthday would suck....but my amazing friends and family proved me wrong.thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going to type about the events that happened yesterday but im feeling a little light headed.. gonna go to the hospital again tomorrow for treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is too short. do what you want to do. forget your grudges. live,love,dream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i gotta bounce. i love you guys.**hugs**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113136322280191902?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113136322280191902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113136322280191902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113136322280191902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113136322280191902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/very-happy-birthday.html' title='a very happy birthday'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113112771080158900</id><published>2005-11-05T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T02:08:30.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends,family, and a long lost love..</title><content type='html'>im sooo sleepy....but i can't sleep....does that make sense?? haha. im trying hard not to stress myself out cuz i forgot my stupid meds at my sisters' condo.. i am somewhere in greenhills with friends.. gonna sleep here, i think they got this whole roadtrip planned out for later today. damn, what time is it???? *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg..im turning 20 this sunday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people say i got thinner. is that a good thing? hehe. i don't think i got thinner... been working out a lot though. doctors say i gotta be active...hmm...........i wonder what he meant by that......*wink wink* hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched The Legend of Zorro earlier with my friends... wasn't that good. i expected more from spielberg. good thing he just produced the film. we ate at teriyaki boy after...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...someone greeted me......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really expecting it. well.... no comment...i wonder who his source is...*thinks for awhile* i think i know who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired.. haha. im typing in a weird position and my back's starting to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dreaming about tummy farts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..big day ahead. gotta rest now. bon nuit mon amies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113112771080158900?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113112771080158900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113112771080158900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113112771080158900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113112771080158900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/friendsfamily-and-long-lost-love.html' title='friends,family, and a long lost love..'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113091216835726553</id><published>2005-11-02T14:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T14:16:08.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-birthday surprise</title><content type='html'>so... i just came home from the hospital (the hospital where my mom died) and they just told me that i have trigeminal neuralgia. it has something to do with nerves and the brain... i got loads of meds (which were hella expensive)...it's so fucking annoying. my 20th birthday's on sunday. got my whole week planned out already so im happy about that..&lt;br /&gt;well... im gonna be ok. i know i am. it's not that fatal anyway! only if the pain gets worse.. and that's what these stupid meds are for right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113091216835726553?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113091216835726553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113091216835726553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113091216835726553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113091216835726553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/11/pre-birthday-surprise.html' title='pre-birthday surprise'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113050190683027062</id><published>2005-10-28T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:18:26.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up call from somewhere down under</title><content type='html'>to she who will not be named....&lt;br /&gt;first of all, the thing you wanted me to do?? i did it ok? before pa. negative. happy?! i dont know why i told you i didnt..well like you said im just "&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;second..i'm sorry if my drama/issues annoy you, maybe i shouldnt have said anything... i dunno. whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you look like a fucking fool...no one there has the heart to tell it like it is, cos no one cares about you the way that i do"&lt;/em&gt; perhaps...but that was a lil harsh don't you think? for someone who cares a lot about me, you sure know how to make me feel really bad about myself..&lt;br /&gt; well.. IM SORRY OK??? im sorry for screwing my life up, for ever being with that asshole,im sorry if my life's&lt;em&gt; "too much of a tv show"..&lt;/em&gt;im just sorry..&lt;br /&gt;on the plus side, thank you for waking me up. you would be happy to know that I AM moving on..but it takes time. dont judge me for missing him sometimes. hes a dickhead, i get that..but im still allowed to miss him. you think i dont try to forget? i do. its just hard. just bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you i know you know that. im just...well....i'll get over it. thanks for the wake up call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113050190683027062?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113050190683027062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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that i miss you and that i miss how we used to be..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113031955297656785?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113031955297656785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113031955297656785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113031955297656785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113031955297656785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-hate-you.html' title='i hate you'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-113031855147038930</id><published>2005-10-26T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:22:31.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vous avez brise mon coeur...</title><content type='html'>Fragile by maria mena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking around all day,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a problem,&lt;br /&gt;I think I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;I've been taught to hold back my tears,&lt;br /&gt;And avoid them.&lt;br /&gt;But you make pain into something I could touch.&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking around all day,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd be better off without you here.&lt;br /&gt;And I bet you're sweet and hard to get over.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll cry and people will stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;Now that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;Let them stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am fragile.&lt;br /&gt;I am hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;But I am free.&lt;br /&gt;I've been walking around all day,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting.&lt;br /&gt;And waiting is all I seem to do.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never get it unless I'm fed it.&lt;br /&gt;But this time i'll just have to.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah this time i'll just have to.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fragile.&lt;br /&gt;I am hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;But I am free.&lt;br /&gt;Say you're not around,&lt;br /&gt;Am I finished?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not around,&lt;br /&gt;thats too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Hope youre safe and sound, not alone now.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know I believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still fragile,&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hopeless,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;But I am free.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm fragile,&lt;br /&gt;I am hopeless,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;But I am free.&lt;br /&gt;And oh I am fragile,hopeless,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not perfect,&lt;br /&gt;But I am free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-113031855147038930?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/113031855147038930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=113031855147038930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113031855147038930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/113031855147038930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/10/vous-avez-brise-mon-coeur.html' title='vous avez brise mon coeur...'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-112988522941803135</id><published>2005-10-21T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T17:12:44.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than anyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="morethan"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You need a friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll be around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't let this end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Before I see you again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What can I say to convince you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To change your mind of me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to hold you closer than before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll be free for you anytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look in my eyes, what do you see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not just the color&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look inside of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tell me all you need and I will try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will try&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to hold you closer than before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll be free for you anytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Free for you, whenever you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We'll be free together, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Free together, baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to hold you closer than before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And when I kiss your soul, your body'll be free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll be free for you anytime&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to love you more than anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-112988522941803135?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112988522941803135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=112988522941803135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112988522941803135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112988522941803135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/10/more-than-anyone.html' title='more than anyone'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-112927037037285748</id><published>2005-10-14T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:22:22.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>barely breathing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he broke my heart..yet i miss him. i don't know what to do. i gotta deal,gotta heal... but how?&lt;br /&gt;God knows how much he hurt me..but He also knows how much i still love him. sure,he can do whatever he wants..i can too..but why this sudden urge to hug him and to never ever let him go?&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i gotta be strong.&lt;br /&gt;i have to erase him....&lt;br /&gt;im just happy he's moved on i guess. we both deserve a second chance at true love.. maybe just not with eachother..&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt even know about the................&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;everyone will find out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;if he hasnt forgotten..he'll know what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;i suppose it will all be revealed... in time....&lt;br /&gt;ciao bellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-112927037037285748?l=my_eyes.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-7487327.post-112903352767048621</id><published>2005-10-11T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:24:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gotta deal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im moving on with my life and so is he. things are over between us.&lt;br /&gt;i was hit with reality by what i just saw... so i guess in a way i gotta thank him for that. so thank you. thank you for all the stuff u just said. honestly... i kept wondering if we'll ever get back together. now i know. we're not. ever.&lt;br /&gt;i guess someone much much better than him is waiting for me out there. im happy that he got someone.. afterall, he's not getting any younger. just kidding =)&lt;br /&gt;so to you...if ever you get to read this... goodluck with finding your one true love. i mean it. thanks for a wonderful year together.&lt;br /&gt;as for me? i got someone too....but im not gna broadcast it to the entire world..&lt;br /&gt;typical tho. fil-am nanaman. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;well.......till next time =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-112903352767048621?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112903352767048621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=112903352767048621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112903352767048621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112903352767048621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/10/gotta-deal.html' title='gotta deal'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-112840421436837742</id><published>2005-10-04T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:26:46.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that dream i had...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i thought i had it all planned out yknow... i was so stupid to believe he was for real.. i actually pictured everything already.. we were going to have the perfect life together,with more love than anyone could ever dream of having in a lifetime........he took that away from me...&lt;br /&gt;funny how i look back at that dream now. one i could never have..with him i mean...it's sad really. things couldve been great...&lt;br /&gt;i pictured us living on a beachfront somewhere..playing with our kids... stuff like that. well................. that dream's over. he made that clear when he started kissing other girls... he made that clear when he decided to like someone else.&lt;br /&gt;now.....i have to learn to dream again...a dream that doesnt include him....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes though..i wonder if were really still meant to be... if that's the case...then we'll find eachother again.. we always do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-112840421436837742?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112840421436837742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=112840421436837742' title='0 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bestfriend... im super! hahahahaha. like mariah's song goes.. "You're gonna miss me, baby..Hate to say I told you so.Well at first I didn't know..But now it's clear to me,You would cheat with all your freaks and lie compulsively..You'll never ever find a girl who loves you more than me.I gotta shake you off..Gotta make that move find somebody who appreciates all the love I give..Boy, I gotta shake you off..Gotta do what's best for me..Baby, and that means I gotta shake you off"&lt;br /&gt;i gotta say.. when i found out abt it..i was mortified..then i realized..he's my ex right?! i mean.. he can kiss the girls in the entire school if he wanted to! do i care???? hmm..... at first i thought about our "promise" and that deep inside i know he still really loves me.. blah blah blah..but after this? he basically just confirmed that he's completely over me. yeah it hurts.. but a guy's gotta do what a guy's gotta do right?... i get it.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway...i am enjoying my singlehood with my mean girls =) hehe... we were so hot at that acquaintance party at rockwell. damn! so fine. hehehe..shout outs to jhan,nix and jace! mmmmwah!&lt;br /&gt;am i looking for that one guy who would rescue me from this hell???..................hmmm.... not just yet. havin way too much fun bein single...but one could never tell right? =)&lt;br /&gt;ciao bellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-112764422529322577?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112764422529322577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=112764422529322577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112764422529322577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112764422529322577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/09/alls-well-in-claraland.html' title='all&apos;s well in claraland..'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-112496589359925248</id><published>2005-08-25T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T15:28:13.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking point</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;things have been great lately...maybe that's why fate needed to screw it up... maybe nobody wants me to be happy..i really don't know anymore........i'm such a mess. im just glad my friends are helping me keep it together. i just wanna graduate and get away as far as i could... maybe to forget..................but that's one thing i can never do.&lt;br /&gt;loving someone makes everything else worth it.. and when that love goes away.........................u find yourself lost.stranded somewhere in another dimension where the hurting never ends..&lt;br /&gt;they say it will. i guess only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;i can't breathe..&lt;br /&gt;i find myself actually crying most of the time now....&lt;br /&gt;well....not lately actually...been keeping myself busy with other things..............................&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;losing someone you love hurts like hell... but i didn't really lose mine...atleast i don't think so... what hurts more is that i can never have him... atleast not today........ but who knows right?&lt;br /&gt;i'm just gonna live life one painful day at a time...&lt;br /&gt;but im smiling again......that's a good sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-112496589359925248?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/112496589359925248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=112496589359925248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112496589359925248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/112496589359925248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/08/breaking-point.html' title='breaking point'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-111716601042991954</id><published>2005-05-27T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T11:56:07.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my song</title><content type='html'>I set out on the narrow way&lt;br /&gt;Many years ago,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping i would find true love&lt;br /&gt;Along the broken road.&lt;br /&gt;I got lost a time or two,&lt;br /&gt;Wiped my brow, kept pushing through&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't see how every sign pointed straight to you.&lt;br /&gt;Every long-lost dream led me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart, they were just northern stars,&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way, into your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;This much i know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you.&lt;br /&gt;I think about the years i spent&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to find the time i lost and give it back to you.&lt;br /&gt;You just smile and take my hand; you've been there, you understand,&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of a greater plan that is coming true.&lt;br /&gt;Every long lost dream led me to where you are&lt;br /&gt;Others who broke my heart, they were just falling stars,&lt;br /&gt;Pointing me on my way, into your loving arms.&lt;br /&gt;This much i know is true&lt;br /&gt;That God blessed the broken road that led me straight to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-111716601042991954?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/111716601042991954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=111716601042991954' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/111716601042991954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/111716601042991954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-song.html' title='my song'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-111716547342970166</id><published>2005-05-27T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T11:44:33.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>still breathing...</title><content type='html'>well....................&lt;br /&gt;here i am. i fell hard but i'm still standing...&lt;br /&gt;how the fuck did i get thru the past coulpe of months??? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;things turned out really bizarre...&lt;br /&gt;dont really wanna go into detail. i'm just happy i survived everything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-111716547342970166?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/111716547342970166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=111716547342970166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/111716547342970166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/111716547342970166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/05/still-breathing.html' title='still breathing...'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-111000041850395175</id><published>2005-03-05T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T13:26:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it fucking hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;u should have told me......................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;why the lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;why did u make me believe u still loved me when that very day u were thinking abt her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so betrayed..so stupid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;even txtd u someting sweet..and all along u were txtn her...........................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;u should have told me it was the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i wouldnt have had my hopes up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;and one of my closest friends too.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;i will never forgive you for this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;hope ur proud of urself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;cuz if ur plan was to hurt me? congratulations.. im beyond hurting right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-111000041850395175?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/111000041850395175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=111000041850395175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/111000041850395175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/111000041850395175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-fucking-hurts.html' title='it fucking hurts'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-110906444323632420</id><published>2005-02-22T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T17:27:23.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a blast from my past</title><content type='html'>weirdest thing happened..&lt;br /&gt;was goin thru my friendster msgs and saw a msg from this guy i once knew...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i heard a rumor that he died in a car accident! so i had goosebumps and everything...........&lt;br /&gt;soooooooo freaky.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this guy used to do all sorts of stuff for me like make people kiss his shoes when they mess with me...&lt;br /&gt;he left 3rd grade and headed for Canada..&lt;br /&gt;it's weird considering our age at the time..hahaha. so funny.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, watched Will Smith's "Hitch' with my dondee today. i highly recommend it!&lt;br /&gt;oops. gtg.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-110906444323632420?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/110906444323632420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=110906444323632420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/110906444323632420'/><link rel='self' 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prince...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year on valentine's day i found myself lost among the sea of couples sharing tender moments and every damn year they make me want to throw-up.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hating everything about the holiday, i managed to turn my heart into stone whenever the dreaded day drew near..&lt;br /&gt;one or two of my bestfriends would always ask me advices on how to make their vday dates spectacular and i tell them..." well HOW THE HECK SHOULD I KNOW?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secretly i envied them.. telling myself i didnt need any guy to make me happy.. but truth is.. my heart was inlove with a dream.. and with that, an endless stream of forgotten heartaches enveloped my soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passed and i learned that i shouldn't be chasing a dream for what was in store for me was so much better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the very month itself.. a few days after my hatest holiday..........my prince finally rescued me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure he didn't have the white horse, the sword and shield, the armor..... but he had the most important thing of all.. he had the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not so long after that....i gave him mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.......another year,another valentine's day...i find myself actually smiling... hand in hand with him we shall go through this occasion together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all of you who are as jaded and cynical as i was.....keep your head up.. things will be wonderful soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, Happy Valentine's day everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-110820978700958271?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/110820978700958271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=110820978700958271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/110820978700958271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/110820978700958271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-suck.html' title='VALENTINE&apos;S SUCK'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-110446329807509755</id><published>2004-12-31T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T11:21:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last day of the year...</title><content type='html'>december 31,2004.... wow...it seems like the year sped by so quickly....&lt;br /&gt;so many UNEXPECTED things have happened... i find myself wondering if everything that happened really did happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things i still need to do before the year's over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005...i wonder what you'll bring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good things i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be 20 next year!!!!!!!!!!!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-110446329807509755?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/110446329807509755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=110446329807509755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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moment..i mean..just for the holidays....&lt;br /&gt;so so so so sad...............&lt;br /&gt;believe me, ive cried a million tears..screamed to top of my lungs wanting her back....&lt;br /&gt;i just really really miss her.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well..moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Christmas was spent the usual way...at valle verde (my tita's house)... although forever changed by the fact that my mom wont be there every year... i just try to be as normal as i could y'know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON CLARA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! most important thing today... I have finally forced my butt to join Fitness First! hahahaha... yes,i am going on a one year work out plan........ i'll keep u posted with my results (or lack thereof)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok my dad's here.. gotta bounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&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/7487327-110423621426389056?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/110423621426389056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=110423621426389056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/110423621426389056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/110423621426389056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/12/holiday-blues.html' title='..holiday blues..'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-109974013518403188</id><published>2004-11-06T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T19:22:15.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday girl</title><content type='html'>so here's what happened....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 05,2004 around 7:30pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the surprise of my life when my friends and bestfriends surprised me at home (!!!! ) man was i pissed. hehe. just kidding. i was always the type of girl who luuuuuuuuuvd surprises....i cried my eyes out when i saw them. i haven't seen them in awhile so i was really happy. plus! one of my friends slept over so i was even more happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good things,however,must always come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 06,2004 around 12am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried my eyes out..not good cry though =(  yea...it was pretty harsh.ive decided to not talk about it though..life's all about moving on right? all i can say is.. i didn't want to let my whole day be ruined...&lt;br /&gt;afterall..it is my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30am-5:00am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up.ate brekkie.took a bath.got dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left the house. went to school for enrollment (i know...on my freakin birthday!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7something am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited in line for seemed like an eternity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clara's enrolled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drive-thru at mcdonald's.. cuddled in the car...hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clara's nineteen! (mom gave birth to me at 2pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched katie's "First Daughter" with bianch..&lt;br /&gt;it was...&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna be biased&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;imma have to say that it was not her best work&lt;br /&gt;sorry katie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;yes..im now here at shang-rila...ranting and raving on my blog&lt;br /&gt;continued txts from family and friends on my cell...&lt;br /&gt;happy about that =)&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's about it........&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;it was ok i guess&lt;br /&gt;not a complete disaster&lt;br /&gt;im still in one piece!&lt;br /&gt;barely...&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;the night is young and im afraid im getting older....hehe&lt;br /&gt;time to party.&lt;br /&gt;i have this weird feeling that the night ain't over just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:24pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109974013518403188?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109974013518403188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109974013518403188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109974013518403188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109974013518403188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/11/birthday-girl.html' title='birthday girl'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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relaxing a lot... salon,spa,etc,etc...hehe. a girl's gotta have a lil bit of pampering every now and then...teehee =)&lt;br /&gt;i have decided not to throw a party.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;plus..im broke! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;i figure i should just let them surprise me or whatever.. not really sure pa. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;so....what do i really really really want for my birthday????&lt;br /&gt;im not going to say.......&lt;br /&gt;all i know is that..if i get them? i'll be the happiest girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109904873600138465?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109904873600138465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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The Notebook by: Nicholas Sparks.&lt;br /&gt;one word: incredible.&lt;br /&gt;i recommend everyone to read it. we all need someone like noah in our lives.. im thankful i have mine..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im here at my tita's right now..verrry cozy. all i wanna do here is eat and sleep! haha. and watch lots of dvds!!&lt;br /&gt;life has been good to me. just celebrated my 5months with dondee last monday..so happy..&lt;br /&gt;he and my dad finally met btw.......................yeah..it was so stressing!&lt;br /&gt;but...it turned out ok. and i know mom was happy to see all of us together for her birthday........&lt;br /&gt;wow.....i miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;all this time and it still hasn't stopped hurting..maybe it never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;i am who i am because of you. you are my every reason,every hope,and every dream i've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, every day we are together is the greatest day of  my life. i will always be yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;   and, my darling, you will always be mine."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noah to allie&lt;br /&gt;The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109222069379413641?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109222069379413641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109222069379413641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109222069379413641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109222069379413641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/08/noah-and-allie.html' title='noah and allie'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-109170870684206835</id><published>2004-08-05T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T20:25:06.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog design????</title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;obviously..i wasn't able to fix my blog properly yet. sorry for those who can't comment anymore! i seem to have done something terribly wrong in the process of making my blog look better...anyway, i gotta run cuz i need to go upstairs. till next time.&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;oh.&lt;br /&gt;btw.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109170870684206835?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109170870684206835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109170870684206835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109170870684206835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109170870684206835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/08/new-blog-design.html' title='new blog design????'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-109125483499492694</id><published>2004-07-31T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T18:43:49.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From bad to worse...and somewhere in between</title><content type='html'>these past few days were tough.&lt;br /&gt;i'm mostly crying these days.....for reasons im too tired of retelling...&lt;br /&gt;most important thing? i'm gonna be ok.we're gonna be ok.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i have this feeling that the world is on to me..trying to eat me alive because i've done a lot in the past.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;well...i have to go now.&lt;br /&gt;i hope my next entry would be brighter and  the sun will finally shine on this endless storm.&lt;br /&gt;&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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-109083127229362213</id><published>2004-07-26T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T16:41:12.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trouble in paradise</title><content type='html'>this day was horrible!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have evaporated into nothingness... i just feel numb all over.&lt;br /&gt;dondee just called on my cell.&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't even know im crying.......=,(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109083127229362213?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109083127229362213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109083127229362213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109083127229362213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109083127229362213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/trouble-in-paradise.html' title='trouble in paradise'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-109074905935451517</id><published>2004-07-25T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T16:30:04.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mean girls</title><content type='html'>somebody told me that "mean girls" was a bad movie.&lt;br /&gt;i beg to differ.&lt;br /&gt;i actually found it to be quite amusing...&lt;br /&gt;sort of reminded me of my shady past...or past friends for that matter.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;anyways...gonna watch another movie today. irobot! i have been dying to see it ever since marlo (one of my best buds) kept raving on and on about it..haha. were having a contest on who sees the latest movies first..(pirated dvds not included!)&lt;br /&gt;imma make this short cuz dad's waiting.&lt;br /&gt;missin someone so bad =( &lt;br /&gt;ya................that's you dondee.&lt;br /&gt;byee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109074905935451517?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109074905935451517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109074905935451517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109074905935451517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109074905935451517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/mean-girls.html' title='mean girls'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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-7487327.post-109048576564592937</id><published>2004-07-22T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T16:42:45.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy na</title><content type='html'>hahaha&lt;br /&gt;posting pics on my blog is fun!&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109048576564592937?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109048576564592937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109048576564592937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109048576564592937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109048576564592937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/happy-na.html' title='happy na'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-109048556746780588</id><published>2004-07-22T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T16:39:27.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dondee and clara =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/159/1352/640/clara1%5B1%5D.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #660066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/159/1352/320/clara1%5B1%5D.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 8pt;'&gt;Posted by &lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;Hello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109048556746780588?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-109048366351754883</id><published>2004-07-22T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T16:09:35.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;could this day get any worse???&lt;br /&gt;i lost my exam permit,got yelled at, totally annoyed with some social climber who thinks she's the queen of the world,plus she ruined plans for tomorrow! grrr...if i had a choice i would'nt be caught dead with her! i mean... she can go plan stuff but only if it's CONVENIENT for her! annoying biatch.&lt;br /&gt;sure she's my guy's relative but seriously... she needs some serious attitude adjustment..&lt;br /&gt;**breathe**&lt;br /&gt;so not worth the drama.&lt;br /&gt;moving on..&lt;br /&gt;good thing we don't have exams anymore. i'm stressed enough as it is! mom's bday coming up................................whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i so do not want to talk about it. maybe some other time.&lt;br /&gt;anyway,im downloading something right now and it's taking too long..&lt;br /&gt;damn..i need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109048366351754883?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109048366351754883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109048366351754883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109048366351754883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109048366351754883'/><link 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"kaartehan" of a debut! that's precisely why she's not having one! tsk tsk tsk. i still don't know if im going or not.. sure she WAS my bestfriend before...and she's still a close friend, but i just don't wanna see some of our batch mates... im not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;hay nako..i should be studying right now..but im not..can't seem to concentrate. i mean..how can i? when my mind's somewhere else.. somewhere in merville =) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;**sigh** i wanna leave this place. im not even joking.&lt;br /&gt;gee,still waiting for your answer! =)&lt;br /&gt;today...was ok i guess. nothing out-of-the-ordinary happened. damn..im sleepy. better go rest before studying..&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-109040254010584401?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/109040254010584401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=109040254010584401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109040254010584401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/109040254010584401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/happy-bday-shay.html' title='happy bday shay =)'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-108980321966794551</id><published>2004-07-14T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T19:06:59.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid teacher</title><content type='html'>i had a major breakdown during healthcare yesterday...let's just say that my whole day pretty much sucked.our teacher's so friggin stupid pa! she doesnt know what she's doing at all! oh well...that was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;movin on..today was a lil better.got an email from a very special person when i got home=)&lt;br /&gt;i need to change my blogs'design fast.&lt;br /&gt;its so dull!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;thanks for cheering me up merz! (and for the wake up call) yea..screw them.&lt;br /&gt;to everyone who's been gossipin abt me behind my back: GET A LIFE AND STAY OUT OF MINE!&lt;br /&gt;s'il vous plait?&lt;br /&gt;quavez-vous tou le monde??!&lt;br /&gt;shut up if u know what's good for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-108980321966794551?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/108980321966794551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=108980321966794551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108980321966794551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108980321966794551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/stupid-teacher.html' title='stupid teacher'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-108963017513440116</id><published>2004-07-12T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T19:02:55.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my Prince and Me...</title><content type='html'>i give julia stiles' "the prince and me" 2-thumbs up! i luuuuvd it. watched it at g4 cinema7 (with my own prince ofcourse =)) **sigh** he treated me out to lunch at my favorite jap resto..we even had our pix taken and everything. so sweet. thanks hun.. happy 4months =)&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to give u my gift... oh wait a minute..***clara remembers*** I DID ALREADY! haha. wouldnt get into too much detail. luv is all about taking risks huh dondee? =)&lt;br /&gt;anyway..my cousin from florida left last saturday. was bummed out abt that...&lt;br /&gt;my "daughter" abby celebrated her 19th bday at greenhills =)haha..don't ask how my daughter's older than me! were a very magical family! =) anyway, we watched spidey (again).. i think everyone will agree with me when i say..WHAT A CRAPPY LINE for an ending! i mean.. maryjane shouldve said SPIDER instead of TIGER! so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;moving on.. the party went on at abby's place. that's when things got all screwed just cuz this one guy couldnt keep his big ugly moley mouth shut!stupid guy who sez stupid things..he should have a whole planet named after him!  PLANET STUPID. ugh! i hate him!&lt;br /&gt;today was...ok. got a perfect score for 2 practicals in healthcare =) &lt;br /&gt;btw..if ur reading this sweets? so sorry for the no-kissing/no major touching in the classroom thing... i know it's f*cked up...but our block's f*cked up so blame them... there's always the elevators anyway...hehe&lt;br /&gt;emailed my gianna today... felt great abt that..she's gonna teach me how to work my blog design and stuff... haha. i don't remember shit abt html and templates! &lt;br /&gt;well..till next time&lt;br /&gt;charmed tonight! so happy =)&lt;br /&gt;au revoir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-108963017513440116?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/108963017513440116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=108963017513440116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108963017513440116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108963017513440116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/my-prince-and-me.html' title='my Prince and Me...'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-108919832731934433</id><published>2004-07-07T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T19:05:27.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is like an allergy???</title><content type='html'>yes..&lt;br /&gt;when asked about "love" during ethics yesterday..my other half compared it to an allergy. an allergy that i have actually. hahaha. It was sweet nonetheless... teehee =)&lt;br /&gt;however..we didn't realize how true that analogy was till later that day. "the more u scratch your eyes, the more it hurts...but it still feels good"...that's what he said. But... what if u scratch and scratch and scratch till your whole eyeball falls off? what then? And what if u go blind? hmmmm.....one things for sure, love is definitely COMPLICATED. But that's the beauty of it.we say we hate the fights,the never-ending arguments, lahat na ng tampuhans known to man...But these make our relationships even stronger. Without it, your life would be abnormally perfect..which is really not perfection at all. With love comes great trials that we eventually have to face one way or another.ya we get hurt.. but our pain makes us real. It makes us feel alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-108919832731934433?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/108919832731934433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=108919832731934433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108919832731934433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108919832731934433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/07/love-is-like-allergy.html' title='love is like an allergy???'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7487327.post-108859044309419044</id><published>2004-06-30T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T18:14:03.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog...</title><content type='html'>stupid clara screwed up her old blogsite...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;my day started great.saw my friends.kissed my guy.then..like my old blog..my day got screwed.WHY??? i'd rather not mention it. let's just say its all about satisfying needs...seems like we've been studying it a lot in school so i guess it rubbed off on me.. whatever. im starting to miss one of my bestfriends..im actually reading her blog right now..im not telling her i have one though! hahaha. seriously...i miss her..a lot. damnit! wtf is wrong with me? am i a walking target for unwanted pain???&lt;br /&gt;im not loving it.&lt;br /&gt;quavez-vous??!??&lt;br /&gt;merde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7487327-108859044309419044?l=my_eyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/feeds/108859044309419044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7487327&amp;postID=108859044309419044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108859044309419044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7487327/posts/default/108859044309419044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://my_eyes.blogspot.com/2004/06/new-blog.html' title='new blog...'/><author><name>cLaRa</name><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>
