<?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-672062681330892659</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:43:40.927-07:00</updated><category term='false'/><category term='Medical'/><category term='relatives'/><category term='oblivion'/><category term='Come what may'/><category term='FRIENDSHIP'/><category term='distance'/><title type='text'>Persnickety</title><subtitle type='html'>- Fastidious or fussy.
- Obsessive about mundane details, demanding for precision.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672062681330892659.post-3987239247601766889</id><published>2008-07-22T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T07:39:23.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>persnickety</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/5/5d/64e856176c331bf47b3153b00b99b4.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Create your own glittery text at pYzam.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxNjczNzUyNzA*NSZwdD*xMjE2NzM3NTQ5NTk3JnA9MzkwMSZkPXB5emFtJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672062681330892659-3987239247601766889?l=enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/3987239247601766889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672062681330892659&amp;postID=3987239247601766889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/3987239247601766889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/3987239247601766889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/2008/07/persnickety.html' title='persnickety'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672062681330892659.post-1589145689798398583</id><published>2008-05-28T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:07:30.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='false'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oblivion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relatives'/><title type='text'>Fraudulent act.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify" face="webdings"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Enrolment namin ngayon. (May 28) Monday - Saturday ang sched ko, 7:30am - 12:30pm everyday. Kamusta naman kasi yung lab ko para sa Prima at Ana? Hmm. (Nursing pala course ko, haha! Obviously. =)&lt;br /&gt;Kasama ko pala si Ate Jac sa pag-enrol. Pinasama sya ni tita baby eh. Reason? I dunno. Pero syempre, one reason is for sure, it has something to do about the money. Haay.. Ang pamilya talaga namin. Anyway, let's not talk about it. I'll share to you what happened this day and the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY 28&lt;/strong&gt;. We arrived at JRU by 6:45. I am with Alyssa and Ate Jac, Fatima came earlier, as what everyone would expect. heheh. (",) Pagdating namin don, wala pa si Via and her bestfriend, Mccoy. Nagkausap pala si Via and Aly over the phone last night. Via asked what time are we going to school. Sabi ni Alyssa, 8am. But, ang pinag-usapan namin, 7 am. (Are we that mean?? haha.) Pagdating namin sa school, we looked for our subjects and chose 2 schedules. Schedule A was the fake one, while the other sched was the real one. Our purpose? We are going to show Via Schedule A. (I know you'll understand why we did this. Just read my post entitled, I don't wanna hurt you.) Feeling namin, nakakahalata na siya na iniiwasan namin siya. Hindi lang niya mapakitang naasar sya kanina at mas maaga kaming pumunta sa school kesa sa sinabi naming time sa kanya. Kasama ko kasi pinsan ko eh. (Not sure! haha) Dahil nga sa gusto na namin siya iwasan, kaya namin 'to ginawa. Ahm, frankly, ayaw namin siya maging kaklase in any of our subjects. Haay.. Wag naman sana kaming makarma sa ginawa namin. 'eto lang kasi ang tanging way namin to 'get rid' of her. (Mean?? Yea.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY 27.&lt;/strong&gt; I am really hesitant to sleep at tita beth's house. Ewan ko. Pero as what I've mentioned sa intro, hindi ako at ease. That's what I felt. Syempre, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE NO CHOICE.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yun ang sabi nila eh, I have to obey. Haay. (Walang karapatang tumanggi, ika nga.) Nung andon na ko, hindi naman ako masyado na'bore', na'gisa'. Pero syempre, hindi matatapos yung pagkikita namin na hindi mapag-uusapan yung dati. The inuman. The pagpapaaral. Lahat. Sa'kin, ayos lang. I'm fed up. Feeling ko nga, malapit na ko maging manhid eh. Hmm. 'Wag naman sana. =) Pero naging open naman sa'kin si Ate Jac that night. Iniisip ko nga kung magiging open pa ko ulit sa kanila like dati, pero, ayoko na eh. Once is enough.&lt;br /&gt;Late na rin kami natulog kasi, we watched, My Big Love. Sam Milby and Toni G. Haay. Hindi talaga ko mahilig manood ng movies, kaso, dahil nga nakikisama ako, I have to watch. Don't get we wrong here. Ayan, mga 1 na kami natulog and we woke up at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lastly, I can say that these days were full of fraudulent act. =/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672062681330892659-1589145689798398583?l=enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/1589145689798398583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672062681330892659&amp;postID=1589145689798398583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/1589145689798398583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/1589145689798398583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/2008/05/fraudulent-act.html' title='Fraudulent act.'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672062681330892659.post-3034547415668789112</id><published>2008-05-16T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T04:25:22.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='distance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDSHIP'/><title type='text'>I don't wanna hurt you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;via &lt;/span&gt;nga pala ang main topic natin. Haay. I'll just go directly to my point to avoid confusion and misunderstanding. (I hope so!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met last school year. Syempre, first year first sem. (Masakit mang isipin, two years ako sa 1st year! haha. Nagtransfer kasi ko. hmm. =) Kami lagi magkakasama, si &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;, ako, si Alyssa, Gen, Fatima and Allen. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, masaya naman kasama si via. Game lagi. Magulo, nakakawindang. Hahah. Somehow, she's sweet. I have nothing against her nung mga panahon na 'to. Although we had misunderstandings, it's tolerable. I also met her bestfriend, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mccoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung second sem lang naging 'close' sila Alyssa and via. But not the same as our closeness. Ahm, just to be honest, una pa lang, hindi na feel ni Alyssa ang aura ni Via. I ignored her notion. Kasi para sa'kin, via is good enough to be my friend. (Nung una.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaso, dumating yung time na nagkagalit kami. As in galit. Wlang pansinan. Dedmahan. Parang hindi talaga magkakilala. (I forgot the reason why we had this feud.) Matagal din kaming hindi nagpansinan. Kahit sila Alyssa, naguguluhan kung sino sasamahan nila sa'min. Hindi talaga kasi kami mapagsasama. Parang bombang sasabog! hehe. Inspite of her "not so good aura" to via, Alyssa still persists to cease fire between us. They made efforts for us to kiss and make up. Mag-isa lang ako lagi. I went home for lunch. I went home early. No gala. No tambay. School, bahay lang. (Boarding haus..hehe=)And, actually, may mabuti naman yun na nadulot sa'kin. Malaki ang natipid ko, in fairness. Haha. Also, I had more time studying. Mas matataas din yung mga scores ko in my quizzes. I was more focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, there's this time na napilit ako ni Alyssa na isabay na si Via sa lunch namin. Pumayag ako. Specifically, sa Chowking kami naglunch. haha. Ayun, super kwento pa rin siya about her life. Dedma lang ako. Kaso, may isyu na napasagot talaga ko. I just found myself talking to her. It's about his ex-bf. Nagkabati kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, hindi na ko katulad ng dati towards her. HIndi sa pnlastik ko sya, it's just that, mahirap na ibalik ang dati lalo pag na-hurt ka talaga. Hmm. Marami kasi siyang sinabing against sa'kin nung magkagalit pa kami. Haay. THings na hindi ko rin akalaing masasabi nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marami ako natutunan sa kanya. As in. Both good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;*** Summer vacation ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinukuwento ko siya sa mga hayskul friends ko and isa lang ang reaksyon nila, "naku! kaasar yun kasama!"&lt;br /&gt;Na-shock rin naman ako, kasi, I never really expected na ganon magiging reaksyon nila. Haay..&lt;br /&gt;Nasabi ko na yung good side ni &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;, bad side nya? War freak. Plastik. (Nasabi ko yung plastik mula nung nagkagalit kami. Napakahabang story. Basta, masasabi ko, nasabi nya halos lahat ng mean things sa'kin.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil vacation, hindi ko sya nakakasama. Mga hayskul friends ko lagi. I realized na malaki na nga nabago sa'kin lalo sa ugali. Na-adapt ko lahat. Naiinis na nga rin silA Alyssa sa'kin eh. I become tactless &amp;amp; war freak. (Sinabi niya yun sa'kin, ni Alyssa.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Malapit na ulit pasukan. Pinipilit namin na dumistansya na kay via. Although, mahirap kasi, this time, kami na lagi ang magkakasama because we have the same course. Hindi naman namin siya kakalimutan talaga, we'll just have to keep our distance. This is also for our good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*** ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Via (I know mababasa mo rin 'to.),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I know you'll take this too harsh. I know how you think especially if things don't go your way. Pero sana, you'll understand. Someday.. We have different lifestyles and I think, that's one of the reason why hindi ka na namin ma-tolerate this past few days. Haay. I am not blaming you for the changes in me. In fact,  some of your deeds are very much appreciated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks for the friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672062681330892659-3034547415668789112?l=enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/3034547415668789112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672062681330892659&amp;postID=3034547415668789112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/3034547415668789112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/3034547415668789112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/2008/05/si-via-nga-pala-ang-main-topic-natin.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna hurt you...'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672062681330892659.post-4543777370861959332</id><published>2008-05-16T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T03:59:04.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Come what may'/><title type='text'>Shut up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 16, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not in good terms with my dad right now..&lt;br /&gt;Nung May 13 kami nagstart hindi magpansinan. Well, if I were to ask, I don't see anything wrong with our situation right now, cold war. (I know I might sound feeble-minded because he's my father..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what happened last Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I came from our medical examination and arrived home by 2pm. (It's in my another post..) I was really exhausted. He greeted me but I was not in the mood to talk. Honestly.. I often answer my parents 'harshly'.&lt;br /&gt;Ahm, I think, that's the reason why my friends call me a&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BRAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any hows, he asked me if I have already had my lunch, I replied "Tapos na!". (pasinghal, sabi nga nila.) And, another reason why I answered 'harshly' was because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's already 2pm and I am hurrying to open the television because Jumong na!!! =) Aun.&lt;br /&gt;I watched and I thought he was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Right after Jumong, my mom came and she had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pansit &lt;/span&gt;with her for our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merienda. &lt;/span&gt;My dad went into the&lt;br /&gt;kitchen. I went also to get a plate and fork for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pansit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him, "Pa, kain ka na ng pansit."&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked with his response. &lt;br /&gt;He told me  a foul word. &lt;br /&gt;I answered back, "E di wag!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, 'di na kami nagpansinan. Di ko siya pinapansin. Sabi nga nila,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you do not have anything good to say, better SHUT UP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And, that's what I am doing right now. I might say something harsh again. I might answer him stridently again, that's the reason why I am keeping a cold war between us. I don't care. I'm not a kid anymore. I don't pay attention to him right now even though my mom pleaded to diminish the gap. I refused. She doesn't know what happened. I know he is my father but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STILL &lt;/span&gt;he doesn't have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL the rights to SAY and DO&lt;/span&gt; the things he'd love to.&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell when will I stop snubbing him. For now, come what may. Besides, this is not the only time he'd done something rough towards me, my mom and my sibling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672062681330892659-4543777370861959332?l=enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/4543777370861959332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672062681330892659&amp;postID=4543777370861959332' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/4543777370861959332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/4543777370861959332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/2008/05/shut-up.html' title='Shut up!'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672062681330892659.post-6328542217374817459</id><published>2008-05-14T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T05:14:24.497-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medical'/><title type='text'>Medical Examination...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY 12, 2008 - Medical namin sa school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAGGARD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I started the day early and gaily so I went to Alyssa's house &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON TIME. &lt;/span&gt;Nakakainis kasi, hindi pa rin siya naka-prepare. I waited for almost an hour and went to Mandaluyong alone. The fact na may transport strike is really disturbing. Soooobbbbrrraaang traffic pa. Dito pa lang sa Cabuyao. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Aun, kaya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LATE&lt;/span&gt; na talaga kami nakapag-start ng medical and dahil don, inabot kami ng two days just to finish the med exam. Haay..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 10 am na kami nagstart ni Fatima. Super haba talaga ng pila. Yung med exam may4 parts. Sa una pa lang, haggard na kagad. Kasi, lam mo yun, the stench. (Gross talaga! hmp) Kailangan din kasi yung stool namin sa part one nung exam, kaya ayun. The smell is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYWHERE! &lt;/span&gt;hehe.. Kinuhanan rin kami ng dugo sa part na 'to. Katakot yung syringe! haha. Feeling ko, mamamatay ako sa karayom. Ayan, tinusok na ng kyut na si ms. Med Tech yung syringe, ang kiiirrroootttt. Hmmp. Namaga pa nga yung portion ng ugat na tinurukan eh. Buti na lang, na-keri ko. haha. Meron kasing mga umiyak. (Goodness!)&lt;br /&gt;Second naming tinake is the Psychological Exam. Nakakatamad. 60 items lang naman yung part na may phrase and you have to complete it. Pwede ka rin naman mamili, english or filipino. Sa sobrang dami, yung mga sentence ko, sentence Grade I. (Katamad talaga yung part na yun! haha. =)&lt;br /&gt;Next part ng exam is the drawing part. (Kamusta naman ang drawing ko??? Nakakahiya! As in. Hehe! =0) I drew a girl and a boy na hndi ko alam kung mukha nga talaga syang tao. Bawal lang naman ang stick figure so wala talaga akong choice. hmm. Ewan, basta para sa'kin, it's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ART&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! hehe. Siyempre, mawawala ba naman yung abstract. (",)&lt;br /&gt;Blood testing and Psychological Exam lang nagawa namin sa first day. It was really a very tiring day! haay...&lt;br /&gt;Dahil may 2 pa kaming 'di nagagawa, I have to sleep in my boarding haus muna, para makatipid na rin sa pamasahe.&lt;br /&gt;Sa bhaus, ayun, super kwentuhan kami nila ate eva, ate my and ate tin. Nakakatuwa kasi naipon ko silang tatlo. (Gets mo?) Hmm. Aloof kasi sila sa isa't-isa. Ate Eva, ilag kay ate 'tin, hindi rin sila ganon ka-close ng 'biological sister' niya na si Ate My. Baka lumipat din daw kami ulit ng bhaus ng hindi kasama si Ate Tin. Haay, lumalala na ang pagkaasar ni Ate eva kay ate tin. Sana magkaayos pa sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY 13, 2008. Second day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nauna na kami ni Fatie sa pagpila. Late pa rin si Alyssa and Via, as usual. Hahaha.. =) 8 am nasa school na kami and by 9 am, tapos na kami ni fats. Sila aly and via, magsstart pa lang. So, we have no choice but to wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;Sobra yung physical examination. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was really taken by surprise. &lt;/span&gt;wHahaha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;Ang sungit nung RadTech. hehe. Ang aga-aga, nakasimangot na kagad. hmp.&lt;br /&gt;Nakaalis kami sa school by 10:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos...&lt;br /&gt;Pumunta kami sa Market Place (MP) and nagpasukat ng uniform. Sa store # 33. (Huh??) Yea. Yung sa MP kasi, may mga numbers yung store, kaya madali hanapin. hehe. Buti na lang. Right after, umuwi na kami kagad. Walang gala gala, walang tambay kung san san, deretso UWI. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun! by 2 pm, nasa house na kami ni Alyssa. Natapos rin ang medical. Nakakapagod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672062681330892659-6328542217374817459?l=enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/6328542217374817459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672062681330892659&amp;postID=6328542217374817459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/6328542217374817459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/6328542217374817459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/2008/05/medical-examination.html' title='Medical Examination...'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-672062681330892659.post-7495426913182641655</id><published>2008-05-11T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T07:01:35.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blog's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; MAY 11, 2008 - I made a blog simultaneously with mhalhot. Unplanned. Hehe! Under the influence of our very kyut madam, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheri an&lt;/span&gt;. Aun! Galing kaming church, simba simba kunwa. Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Mothers day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; din pala ngayon, bukas, medical ko sa school. Hmm. Gudlak naman sa'min, may nationwide transport strike bukas at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;5:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;am yun magsstart! (kmusta nman un?)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    Un lang muna and 'til my next blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/672062681330892659-7495426913182641655?l=enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/feeds/7495426913182641655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=672062681330892659&amp;postID=7495426913182641655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/7495426913182641655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/672062681330892659/posts/default/7495426913182641655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://enigmatic-grayz.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-blogs-birthday.html' title='my blog&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>grayz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15462947214076438287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WlOlFn_mSsg/SCrLiBx34gI/AAAAAAAAAAg/umLhPtpNlns/S220/2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
