<?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-33747588</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:21:30.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nikki wears prada</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116700323233966120</id><published>2006-12-24T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T15:33:52.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116700323233966120?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116700323233966120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116700323233966120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116700323233966120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116700323233966120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116682920041153680</id><published>2006-12-22T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:13:20.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the mall for my supppper last minute shopping, forgot kasi to buy stuffs for my nieces.. :) I saw Ram.. and as usual, he kept on bugging me. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I saw alot of pipol from school. Grazielle, who kept on grinning at me. Angela. Abby Maranana. Si bestfriend ni boyfriend. Pakerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dec19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Parteeeeeeeeeeeeeeey.He called just to ask the color of my clothes. Damn it. At 6am for crying out loud!!! :))Pacute ka sooobra, ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;My dad drove me to school. And guess what, when our car reached the gate in Villa, guess who I saw? ... hahah it was HIM. Hmm. Thats nice :)Reached school, got down. And he waited for me sa gate. Awwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody was so dressed up. Well not THAT dressed up. I mean, compared to what we wore last party naman diba, umaasenso na tayo. HAHA. I hanged around with the guys, yeah nangboys ako. Randel (eman look alike), Pogs (frogs!), Fred (no comment), Jayson (no, unfortunately, its not Roncales), Jerico(my tagteam partnerrr) and ten-tenen-ten.. ROALD VINCENT MACAPAGAL &lt;s&gt; ARROYO &lt;/s&gt; (the ultimate patawa-er).They kept me sooooo psyched. Laughtrip talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you, hindi ako si cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerico: nikki, ung babantayan ntin ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughtrip. Vinci kept on tinkering my phone. New photographer ko. :) &lt;em&gt;"Hiya pa to, its ur phone naman eh. Dali na..smile!!!"&lt;/em&gt; Tas sumasali pa si Jerico &lt;em&gt;"dali na, ngingiti na yan!!"&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Lean was gorgeous. Her dress reminds me of the "jungle" look.&lt;br /&gt;Dont you just looove the feeling, when someone waits for you and never whine about waiting for you for an hour or so? GRABEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gelo: Uy nikki, san gimick nyo. Town? Festi? Ingat ha. Natouch ako sa gift mo. Ofkorrs, I stayed up all night to finish the frigging gift. and yeah, MAGIINGAT ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ram crashes along our party. Went beside me. and "click". Magpicturan ba naman. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dec20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Mom!&lt;br /&gt;theres ALOOOOOOOt of food in the pantry.one big parteeeeey.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, want to tag along?&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my dad bought a new sofa for my mom.Sweet. Twas supposed to be a secret, but the dealer spoiled him. (screw him). He called, my mom answered. Tsss.&lt;br /&gt;But it was all good. Leather. Sosyales (twin's voice). Tae. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Neon yellow ampotah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping has never been THIS fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went to greenhills with my mom and dad. The two of them parted ways, and..and..iniwan ba naman ako sa mall. PAKERR. Ohwell, my mom left me some moolah..while my dad gave me alot of em'..HAHAHA. (goodgirl.)&lt;br /&gt;You can just imagine how fun it was to splurge money-that didnt come from your own savings. Shop kung shop :))Drop kung drop :))&lt;br /&gt;My brother annoyed the hell out of me. Pfft, laftrip.&lt;br /&gt;They came back at around quarter 8-ish. Then pumunta sa theatermall to eat. PAOLO PARAISO WAS BEHIND ME  SA LINE in DULCINEA. He was hot alright, HAHHAAH yao ming!!&lt;br /&gt;LSS: Backstreet Boys vs. Streetboys.laftrip to sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i dyed my hair &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;farfol&lt;/span&gt;. HOHO. highlights lang. rakawwn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116682920041153680?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116682920041153680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116682920041153680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116682920041153680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116682920041153680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec18-went-to-mall-for-my-supppper.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116682844881756453</id><published>2006-12-22T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T15:00:48.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last day of examinations. beybhe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soo fucked up, morning na morning pa lang bangag na. I annoyed the hell out of Vianca-thats soooo effing cool. HAHAHA. tawa ng tawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im telling you, It will be a total miracle if I pass MAPEH this quarter. DAMN IT. I know, this shouldnt be happening, but.. but.. but.. &lt;strong&gt;WHY IS MAPEH SOOO FUCKING DIFFICULT THIS QUARTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, ang kulit ni Roald, he was telling me alot of stories bout kay bebe. How good he is when it comes to dotA, ragna and other fucking computer games. Their HUGE abode sa bf..and all those shit. &lt;em&gt;Dude, alam ko un. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after taking our homeroom exams (we werent allowed to go out yet).. and so I started my new fave hobby-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pissing Vianca&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. HAHA. I have a new tag team partner na pala, (cos my last partner, died na-not literally though. HOHO. im soo effing mean. ). Introducing, my tag team partner: Jerico "idol luspo" Luspo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lupit. The both of us made gago stuffs about kay Vianca. Believe me, she was sooo pissed. Grabe. No holds barred. As in. Bastaaa it was sooo fun. Si Fred, parang ewan, paniwalang paniwala sya sa sinasabi namin ni Jerico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vianca: HOY MGA KACLASSMATES, WAG KAUNG MAGPAPAKITA KINA JERICO AT NIKKI,UNG TAGTEAM PARTNER, NA KASAMA NYO YUNG MGA BOYFRIEND AT GIRLFRIEND NYO, , KUNG HINDE, WALA NA. PATAY KAYO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerico: ui, nikki ha. bantayan ntin sila! yebah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were dismissed early, tas Kev fetch us and went to his place. We watched a 6-part movie sa laptop (cos it wont work sa dvd playah ,haha, nila). Actually dapat 1 part lang papanuorin namin eh, eh nagenjooooy masyado. So un, hindi nakatiis. After nun, chumill. Then waited for my ride home, oh thanks pala kay Paula for staying with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my multiply for all the camwhores.Im actually letting EVERYONE view it, thats weird. Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With exams being over, GIMIKKKK NA!Kuya Pao, texted, alis daw kmi. :) gotsa go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;BTW.  ef to da e, ar ji to ay to e.(gets mo?)&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/33747588-116682844881756453?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116682844881756453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116682844881756453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116682844881756453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116682844881756453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/12/last-day-of-examinations.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116548705247747907</id><published>2006-12-07T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T02:24:12.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;mascots/clowns scare the heck out of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dad, my sister and I went to the mall to buy stuffs for my long due projects in bio, fili and english lit. Fuckeroo. I had the whole month of November to finish them yet Im just starting to do each one ..well.. just now. So yeah, sloth-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad pissed me off kanina, you see its already like 3pm and were still "hangingout" sa mall, eh I have to go to Gelo's place pa for our review. The heck. Ohwell, when I got home, went online for a bit. Then Gelo texted me na, na his off to fetch me. Went to his place, met his mom and the other family members &lt;em&gt;(haha  ok fine, hindi mo na kamuka sa Carl).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did fine. Laughtrip ung mga "volfens". He lent me his notes :) YEY.&lt;br /&gt;After long hours of pure laftrip.. I mean review. We went to my place to drop off my stuffs then, alis ulit kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumimik. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Laftrip mga barkada ni Gelo. Tas we came across my cousins (which are his friends also), tas my tito. OHGHAD. we came across my tito!&lt;strong&gt; Shit&lt;/strong&gt;. Patayan na to. HAHA. Pero when we greeted him, he grinned at me. Ano kaya yun?! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwell, the gimik was hell'a fun.&lt;br /&gt;Ano bang meron si *ano* na wala si *ano*?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: Gelo, alam ba ng tatay mo na bakla ka?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GUYS: gelo, pakilala mo naman kame..&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA *ulul*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My cousin:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(he didnt notice me at first, cos it was a bit pitch dark sa may hallways),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gelo, nagbibinata na!! YEE! Yan na ba?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(tas biglang sumindi yung streetlights)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ay pucha.. pinsan ko pala yan. Hi nikks. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ampotpot. pauso. SUSUMBONG KITA KAY JANINE! kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotsa go-sago. Btw, Woodrose fair on the 16th, otei?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116548705247747907?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116548705247747907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116548705247747907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116548705247747907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116548705247747907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/12/mascotsclowns-scare-heck-out-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116502294133044090</id><published>2006-12-01T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T17:29:01.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We went to promenade yesterday. wolo lang. Watched Fragile. :)) steeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally bought my most coveted vans. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na palang bagyo. Phew. Hey, christmas' fast approaching. :)&lt;br /&gt;I want my own Koala pet. HUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, moms buying me a pair of Havaianas today, cos Ive been a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good girl&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this month.&lt;br /&gt;Wohoho. Labb.&lt;br /&gt;(I much prefer the holiday edition though, parang ung kay twin. kaso ayaw ng kapatid ko na pareho kami eh. WEH)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116502294133044090?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116502294133044090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116502294133044090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116502294133044090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116502294133044090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/12/we-went-to-promenade-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116435726151579237</id><published>2006-11-24T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:38:46.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy birthday Kirk Lemon.&lt;br /&gt;Akin na si PC, mwahaha. lub.lub.lub &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapilitan pa kong pumasok kanina.Pasalamat ka&lt;em&gt; birthday boy&lt;/em&gt;, umappeal sakin ung appeal mo, kunde.. &lt;strong&gt;Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we had genrev the whole morning. T'was fun. All the girls were screaming..including Michael for creeps sake. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kodakan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinaybebe and... sorry I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/1600/888379/litra2(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/1600/888379/litra2(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/1600/935943/litra2(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/320/27700/litra2%28006%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aleck aka TY Tang with Lean and Tinaybebe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/1600/888379/litra2(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/320/904953/litra2%28005%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eto ang malupet.&lt;br /&gt;The lubtem. Muffin and Don. HAHA wolo lang.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/1600/324337/litra2(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5437/3709/320/622602/litra2%28004%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's David, btw. Kamuka lang niya si Don.&lt;br /&gt;(My fucked face. Look at my smile-&lt;em&gt;WILD&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116435726151579237?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116435726151579237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116435726151579237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116435726151579237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116435726151579237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-kirk-lemon.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116436029526616527</id><published>2006-11-22T01:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:24:55.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had mass awhile ago. And those frigging people made us sit down on the last set of monoblocks sa backside ng gym. Eh wtf, sooobrang init kaya dun?! So there, 1 hour kaming binilad na parang tuyo sa likod. Damn et. After that, vinisit kami ni principal. Shizzznit. Major offense pala un?! &lt;em&gt;"Go to bed with your granma, pala Fred ha!? eto ka ngayon :)) "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we had the games nung last 3 subjects. Imagine 4 different games nilalaro sa covered courts ng sabay-sabay. Volleyball, Badminton, table tennis at board games.. san ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got all red with Lindsay and Lean. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, today is Yael Yuzon's birthday. HAHA. Wag kang bibitiw &lt;s&gt; bakla &lt;/s&gt; bigla.&lt;br /&gt;Tss. I waved goodbye, cos YOU told me too. Wtf was that about?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116436029526616527?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116436029526616527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116436029526616527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116436029526616527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116436029526616527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/we-had-mass-awhile-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116401918030201464</id><published>2006-11-20T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T02:39:40.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 days to go, bebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell'a tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116401918030201464?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116401918030201464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116401918030201464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116401918030201464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116401918030201464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-days-to-go-bebe.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116392214479293109</id><published>2006-11-18T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:42:24.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping haven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5437/3709/1600/23072006(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5437/3709/320/23072006%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hell'a tired right now. I went shopping for clothes sa Promenade. HAHA. Im loving my new pairsss of colored leggings, theyre sooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops. gotta go, buffalo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116392214479293109?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116392214479293109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116392214479293109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116392214479293109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116392214479293109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/11/shopping-haven.html' title='shopping haven'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116234186761650828</id><published>2006-10-31T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T16:44:27.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cebu, my looooove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny text conversation:&lt;br /&gt;me: sabi nila mommy dapat sinama na lang daw kita.&lt;br /&gt;eko: sabi ko na nga ba, dapat kasama ako sa Cebu!! edi sana my take home nkong hottie.&lt;br /&gt;me: sorry naman :))&lt;br /&gt;eko: ikaw kasi eh, sabi ko ilagay mo ko sa bag mo. HINDI KA NAKINIG! :((&lt;br /&gt;me: paxenxa naman, hindi na kayo kasya ni Briggido. dont worry twin,  my pina-Fedex nako dyan, nasa luob sila ng Balikbayan box. fresh from the beach. Darating na yun mga 5 seconds. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;eko: ok. haylavyu twin. thenkks.&lt;br /&gt;me: crap. OMG twin, did i just say na "fresh from the beach"?? Naku.. shokoy ata yang mga yan. paki check na lang.&lt;br /&gt;eko: nice twin!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soobrang pacute kami. HAHA. I miss my twin already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I g2g, barbeque fartee na :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116234186761650828?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116234186761650828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116234186761650828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116234186761650828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116234186761650828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/cebu-my-looooove.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116208810048391975</id><published>2006-10-28T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:15:00.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my dad drove me to the mall at around 11 something.&lt;br /&gt;The guy na kamuka ni Josh (VIANCA'S BOYFRIEND) with a guitar in hand held the door for me. HAHA. Waited for my twin for like an hour?! Antagaaaal maligo.So anyway natuwa naman ako, cos when I went up the escalator &lt;em&gt;si Briggs kagad ung nakita ko :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So un na nga, finally dumating yung kambal ko. Nagegets na niya kung sino si Briggido. Bought food tas off na to watch The Grudge 2. &lt;strong&gt;Punyetangina. It was soooo freaky&lt;/strong&gt;. Well not much, nakakagulat lang sobra. Tas san ka pa, my grand "momentum". Gets mo twin? HAHA laughtrip. After that, chill lang. We came across with sina Vianca. &lt;strong&gt;WEHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tas nagcyber kami, cos andun sina Ber (ahem). Ayun, they were ecstatic to see us. SMILE. Eko was super magulo. Inikot-ikot ung mga monitors. Nkakatuwang tignan yung Kurt guy. Tas eto na, when I glance for a second sa right -punyetangina- andun si Briggido. OKEYYYY. tago na. So feeling ko tibis-tibis na talaga ako nun. So we said our "hurried and nervous" goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uy, Ber wag kang makikipag-away ha!"&lt;br /&gt;Huh? Ocge. Sino ba?walkaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH-uh. So yun ikot lang uli. Eat. Tas window shop. Then hindi namin matiis, nagcyber ulit kami. This time andun si Briggs, andun si ber, andun si Kernelle. So, kamusta naman? HAHAHA. Ber noticed na I was hiding from something-OR SOMEONE kasi I was behind Eko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sino ba?"&lt;br /&gt;Wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laboooo. So parang pag hindi pakami umalis, magkakagulo. Kilala nyo naman si Briggs. So wentoutside. Sabay ata kami umalis nila Ber(tas we went dun sa door na malapit kina Briggs) -ok, break na!! JOKE LANG.&lt;br /&gt;he saw me pala, akala ko hinde. Ayun we exchange messages. Nakgrereply ako every after 2 hours. Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kita kita dito kanina, sino po pinunta nyo? miss na kita"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punyeta. Argfhh. So many boys so little time. tae. labooo.We saw Kuya Pao. Well, medyo hes running out of time na kasi my work pa. So mga 30 minutes chill lang. HAHA. Dun kami sa my veranda ng French Baker. I just sooo hate the smoke ng cigarette niya. Ohwell tinkerbelle, guess what? ISASAMA NIYA KAMI NI TWIN SA GIMICK NIYA SA METROWALK. YEHESSS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ate Abi (eko's ate) fetch us. Labo. So 3 kami sa crv. Laughtrip all the way. Dinner with twin's family sa HanaKazu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yung sa my Zarkys, gimickan nila braderhud".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute. Ang bigat sa chan (tiyan?) nung food. Saraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap. They drove me off to my house (southland). So, ngaun twin alam mo na kung san kapupunta ha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**CLOSE NA SI EKO SA DAD KO** laughs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116208810048391975?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116208810048391975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116208810048391975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116208810048391975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116208810048391975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-dad-drove-me-to-mall-at-around-11.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116208764636716620</id><published>2006-10-28T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T19:07:26.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angst</title><content type='html'>The program was..boring, well for me I guess.&lt;strong&gt; I was with Pat the whole day, cos I just realized na half na ng quarter saka pa ko ginagago ng mga kasama ko. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What the hell is there problem?&lt;/em&gt; Nalabelan pa naman na close friends. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is &lt;strong&gt;Paulo&lt;/strong&gt;, he was my bestfriend. WAS meaning past. He has changed. Alot worse. Hes not the Gab I used to laugh and share the bestest memories of my sophie year anymore. We may have alot of arguements and all. We do fight alot. But I know for a fact na someones change-its him. I dont know exactly what made him to what he is right now. Its like we dont jive anymore. I know he have problems on his own, but we used to do it together but whats happening now? problema kasi, he thinks Im trying to one up with him-I AM NOT. im not befriending him for any mean intentions. Im not trying to pull his grades down, HINDI NIYA KAYLANGAN MAGALIT, MAINIS, OR MAPIKON SAKIN IF EVER MATAASAN KO SIYA IN ANY ACADEMIC MATTERS. Its part of the learning process, mehn. We are not competing here. We are here to provide a shoulder to lean on. Him, being more matalino than I am is fine. Why am I soo worked out with this? Because I treat him as my bestfriend, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well i guess hindi niya kayang gawin sakin yun. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Another one is &lt;strong&gt;Elshai,&lt;/strong&gt; anlaki ng galit ko sa kanya. I hate the way she dumped me like hell nung 5th grade. Tss. Honestly, I am now hating her. She'll just go up to me if she needs something. Or if ever HER FRIENDS arent there to support her. Pag wala sila, she'll sit beside me and tell me stuffs I WANT to hear. Pero pag andyan sila, tangina nawawala din. I know I may not be the most-liked friend for her. pero the time she told me na she wanted to have a space between "our so called friendship nung 5th grade" kinalimutan ko na LAHAT. But wait, look whos trying to know everything ABOUT me now? Immature siya soobra. Thats why I dont hang with her that much. Favoritism mehn. I can feel na she doesnt want to hang with me din naman eh, like for example, I ask her to accompany me downstairs-she'll just make those of-flimsy-stupid excuses.. Well fine. Ill ask KC then. (KC's one of our common friends). If KC agrees with me, elshai will come. WATDAPAK? Kc nods. Elshai will be like" ocge na nga, tara na". That makes me extremely angry. Isa pa, she thinks she knows me. But hell she doesnt know a single bone in me. She'd get mad or even cry if I start sharing stuffs to everyone else except to her. HAHA. Well guess what, Im doing that IN PURPOSE. yan ginagawa mo sakin eh, gawin ko din sayo. Belat. Sa class kasi, one of the closest group of friends are us, Vianca, Kc, Elshai, and Me.....but i guess theres a new addition si Rangelique-I AM JUST NOT SOO SURE IF ADDITION NGA BA TALAGA SIYA, OR KAPALIT KO NA. cos of what i see, wala na silang makuha saken, oo nga naman ano pang dapat gawin? edi palitan. Elshai here, wants me to be separated from the group. When I one up on her, (or in filipino, natatalbugan; nasasapawan) shell do stupid stuffs para ma out of place ako. One example has something to do with Lindsay. I know for a fact na Im not that close to her, so when they talk Ill just step backward and wait for them to finish-pero pagnababadtrip na talaga ako iniiwan ko na sila. Elshai would give stern looks to Vianca, as if theyre talking by eyes. So syempre OP naman ako. They'll whisper stuffs and all. Pero I know naman na I am not God to know EVERYTHING, ang point ko lang is that, kaylangan ba talaga sa harap ng muka ko gawin? YOU HAVE SECRETS? FINE (thats normal) PERO DONT EVER MAKE ME FEEL, NA SA BUONG MUNDO, AKO LANG ANG HINDI NAKAKAALAM. OR AKO LANG ANG DAPAT HINDI MAKAALAM. Galit ako Soobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least is &lt;strong&gt;Rangelique&lt;/strong&gt;. I know she might be the super matalino girl for all of you. And I dont preety much disagree with you. I think she s matalino all right. Pero the least I could see is that, she just like everyone I know. Some fair-weathered shit crap. I hated the fact na I just couldnt loathe her that much because she was there naman when I needed her. The thing is, wala siyang pinagkaiba sa mga nabanggit ko sa taas. Its not the matter of whos the creamiest of the top-class ranking is no biggie. We are talking about FRIENDSHIP here. Naiinis lang ako. In all those years weve been friends, bat ngaun nyo pa ginagawa sakin to? Am I that bitchiest friend, para ganyanin and gaguhin nyo harapharapan? tell me what I did to you to deserve all this? Honestly Im sick of listening to everything you guys are saying. Ur problem, is NOT my problem. You think Im selfish? &lt;strong&gt;hell no bitch&lt;/strong&gt;. Im just too frigging true to myself, &lt;em&gt;na never nyo kong maaaccept as a real friend.&lt;/em&gt; My intentions are all layed so clear. kayo lang mismo ang dumudumi sa reputation ko. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ang hirap sa inyo akala nyo, im here para talbugan, sapawan, agawin yung mga bf and gfs nyo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;PUTANGINA. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hindi ako cheap.&lt;/span&gt; Ginagawa nyo lang yung mga stuffs na nangyayari sa inyo, to make people have pity on you guys. Para kaawaan. Para makagawa ng eksena. Para maawa yung tao to make you the loveliest person. Para mapansin. para may drama, diba? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thats what I call cheap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I treat you like friends. You treat me like the others.may the bastard's soul burn in hell.Galit ako, so sorry if my nasaktan. Kayo kasi eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116208764636716620?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116208764636716620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116208764636716620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116208764636716620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116208764636716620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/angst.html' title='angst'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-116208694613421790</id><published>2006-10-28T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T18:55:46.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>P.A.N.T.S</title><content type='html'>Sorry for posting just now.&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of things in mind, but I just dont know where to start. Anyway, sembreak's starting. 10 days without classes? FUN. I dont have any plans though. Eko and I are dying to go to Absinth, and we think NOW is the right time. Kuya Pao wants us to go with him to Metrowalk-gimick lang. Yehey. I am really hoping this will all pass through. Pero may bagyo ata eh.. HAHA Paeng! I remember my good ol' pal sa ateneo. Miss the dude soo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was a complete bore. Whole day preparation for the program on the next day. I just slept, and played whatever games with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakabadtrip SILA. Now, Im starting to loathe their stupid ways. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh well, since when did they treat me right anyway?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played PANTS with Cassie, and Michael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Places. Animals. Names. Things. Score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Venice     Vuterfly     Vinny       Velt        40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vuterfly anf Velt ampooch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negros      Newt        Ned      Narnia vcd    10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Narnia vcd? Pede ba un? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was uber hilarious soobra. Dayaan ng score. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Iam so loving Simple Life 5, steeg grabe. Kagaguhan. Laboo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-116208694613421790?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/116208694613421790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=116208694613421790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116208694613421790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/116208694613421790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/10/pants.html' title='P.A.N.T.S'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115886595739254731</id><published>2006-09-21T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T12:12:37.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry fort the long hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent blog in ahwile. Lots of schoolstuffs overloaded my sched eh (naks). So anyway, in a matter of 2 hours my batch is heading to Tagaytay (or is it still in Silang?) for the recolection. Gee, I woke up at around 1 am. Excited amp. Haha now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Well, haha same old, same old. Oh btw, nung Thursday pala, was the happiest day of my SeptemBER. First and foremost, he has NO chance at all with this girl(thoguh he cried..and did NOT reply)..HAHA this is my moment!! Second, Gab and I are "bati" na ulit for the nth time. Thats why nung dismissal, he got left by the bus because he was with me all the time. Anlaboo dod (that how we say dude).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.whatelse? un lang.&lt;br /&gt;CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115886595739254731?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115886595739254731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115886595739254731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115886595739254731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115886595739254731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorry-fort-long-hiatus.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115823873780232801</id><published>2006-09-14T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T05:58:58.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, whataday happy all the way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really AM happy, moment of Eureka feels oh so damn good. Finally, Gab and I got to talk na-so I guess bati na nga kame! Haha miss you, inipit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I did something realy stupid. We came across HIM, tas he said &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Hi Nikki&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;", tss, dinema ko nga. BAD! I thought its gonna make me feel better-damn, it made me sick. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hyper ako with Gab kanina, the Mapeh quiz was a BLAST. Gulo ng block namin! Pati sina Fred, Randel, Gelle and Leann nakilaftrip ndin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ayan, hindi tuloy ako nakapagreview, ang kulit mo kasi Nikki eh!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Sorreh boi, lupit eh laughtrip..namiss lang talga kita :). AP class was so boring, tas Gab revealed something to me-WHOA! okei, im not allowed to say it eh..matter of life and death daw.. tss.&lt;br /&gt;So un, as you all can see, im suuper bubbly tudey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Does cutting your wrist suppose to make you feel better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make your everything..alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115823873780232801?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115823873780232801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115823873780232801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115823873780232801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115823873780232801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-yeah-whataday-happy-all-way-i.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115797311125818880</id><published>2006-09-11T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T04:11:51.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im failing my AP (whatever it stands for) quizzes, ghad damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Im missing Gab-big time.&lt;br /&gt;I really do! Im so sick of hanging out with this shizzo girls trying to one up each other. Gab, Im barely in need of our "sense of belongingness". &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Naaalala ko ang mga gabi, nakahiga sa ilalim ng kalawakan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Bati na kasi tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, speaking of the "girls". Masyado naman akong natatawa dito sa biatch na to. I mean, almost everyone in school admires her. Haha pero as what I can see, anlaking &lt;strong&gt;social climber&lt;/strong&gt; niya. Kung san yung "the happening" dun sya pumapapel. Duh. Dapat sa kanya nilabel ni Ali yung &lt;em&gt;"nagpapakasosyal, hindi namn kaya".&lt;/em&gt; I pity her so much. Shes too &lt;strong&gt;stupid for a smart&lt;/strong&gt; girl. Tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough. Belat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115797311125818880?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115797311125818880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115797311125818880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115797311125818880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115797311125818880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-failing-my-ap-whatever-it-stands.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115789053359592628</id><published>2006-09-10T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T05:15:33.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fabilioh!I didnt get to finish the whole cheering stuff, but I did saw the Blue Babble Battalion. I think UP did a good job-i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hospital to visit my 4 year old niece. So yun, my dad dropped me and my brother sa hospital. Made kulitan with her the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam, ano yan ice cream?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ice pim!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; -ok whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Its 7pm now, I gotta go. Classes pa tomorrow. Argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115789053359592628?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115789053359592628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115789053359592628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115789053359592628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115789053359592628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/fabiliohi-didnt-get-to-finish-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115788982502274422</id><published>2006-09-09T04:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T05:03:45.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, you  me</title><content type='html'>Stop firing shitholes on me, &lt;em&gt;mahina ang kalaban&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im acting a bit murbid this past few days. Lost my appetite, I tried sleeping the whole day to forget about everything, constant sending of "emo" messages, tried to get the kada's attention all to me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pa-pampam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you dont know, and your tiny brain cant sort out this piece of information, its all because of you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont go into latter details, cos honestly, you wont understand-and you dont give a damn. (right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything doesnt make any sense..&lt;strong&gt;oops, it DOES now&lt;/strong&gt;. I dread every single moment I get a glimpse of you..with her. I hated the fact that while Im wallowing in regret here trying to put the pieces back together, your there-with HER having the time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought. In my barkada, Im always the one who easily gives advices(that works, of course). Im like the damned princess who doesnt get affected by anthing. Soobrang dali naman ng mga problema nyo. Hiwalayan mo. Magbreak na kayo. Tapos. Ganun kadali. Paganahin mo utak mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when its my turn to have the problems. Im like Ghad, bakit ganito. Kung sa iba sobrang dali ng mga binibigay mo, pero pag ako na. BAKIT NAPAKAHIRAP? You certainly know me. Kilala mo ko. Im not as strong as evryone thinks I am. Hindi ko to kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHY THE FUCK AM I WASTING MY TIME ON YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;im not even sure if you feel the same way for crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a week, a month, a year, &lt;strong&gt;GIVE ME FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I WILL learn how to live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least I can do is to look away from you both, shut my mouth. Took a deep breath. And poof &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tears fell from my eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Aldryn and Paula saw that. Ive got noone to blame, but myself. Thanks for playing with me. The game ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU BRIAN. and I still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;where did I go right, how did I get you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115788982502274422?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115788982502274422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115788982502274422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115788982502274422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115788982502274422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-you-you-s-love-me.html' title='I love you, you &lt;s/ love &lt;/s&gt; me'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115725973184298440</id><published>2006-09-02T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:06:29.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember where we are now</title><content type='html'>Ok, so maybe I was too paranoid last night. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I slept over at Kuya Pael's. Of course, I dont have my pj's with me thats why Ate Queen had to lend me her's. Haha. So I slept around 2am, I was talking to Ervin and Markiss pa nga eh but I got tired na so yun I dozzed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 8ish. Eat Breakfast. Then continued burning my ass off of this very uncomfortable computer chair. :( Btw, if you guys are planning to text me, dont. Lowbatt eh, and everyone here doesnt have a charger (what?).  I was exchanging messages with ednar awhile ago, and he was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"oh, parang hindi ka ata nag log out simula kahapon ah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Haha. Hindi nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started using the computer [and the net] at around 5pm yesterday.. until now [its 12 pm] hindi ko pa pinapatay. Crazy. I slept with the computer on. Even when I was lying down na sa bed to sleep, I can still hear the YM buzz. So yeah, my ym says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6hours idle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Lets see, whats a good thing to do on a lazy, hot sunday? I dunno. Maybe Ill just hang around, Kuya Pao's outside yehes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115725973184298440?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115725973184298440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115725973184298440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115725973184298440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115725973184298440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/remember-where-we-are-now.html' title='remember where we are now'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115721722695559259</id><published>2006-09-02T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T10:13:46.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>di mo lang alam</title><content type='html'>Everyone seems to be having a LSS with this song. It just proves one thing. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time I used to loathe the opposite sex because of their stupid ways? Remember the time I curse my blog to death because of them? Remember the time I told you guys na Im getting sick of all the mushiness surrounding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Im swallowing every little thing Ive said [or typed].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM IN LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I am. And Im sorry. I really AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, where the kabaduyan "my god, he doesnt love me, im going to die" crap came from. And to tell you the truth, Im feeling it right now. Pun intended. Do you wanna know how it feels to love someone, who in return doesnt love you [as much as you do] and treats and sees you only as a FRIEND? It hurts alot. Its enough to break my innermost feelings to pieces, its enough to break my heart. You may find it too shallow. Yeah I know right. Its my fault. Im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldnt have expected great things from you. Cos I know you wont. I shouldnt have wasted all my time and efforts for you, cos you dont feel the way like I do. I shouldnt have loved you from the start, cos literally I know you wont ever get to love me back, the way I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate? You tell me, am I desperate?&lt;br /&gt;I just love you. Thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di mo lang alam..hanggang sa gabi. Inaasam makita kang muli.&lt;br /&gt;Nagtapos mga arawa na ubod ng saya di parin nagbabago ang aking pagsinta.&lt;br /&gt;Malas mo, ikaw ang natipuhan ko.&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo lang alam, ako yung nasaktan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. and whatever sweet stuffs you do for me, it doesnt make any sense. Youre just fooling around. We might aswell dont see each other na, cant you see Im trying to avoid you. So please dont..dont.. just dont talk to me. Please.&lt;br /&gt;Stop smiling, youre stealing my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115721722695559259?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115721722695559259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115721722695559259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115721722695559259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115721722695559259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/di-mo-lang-alam.html' title='di mo lang alam'/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33747588.post-115719685446289070</id><published>2006-09-02T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T04:34:14.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33747588-115719685446289070?l=psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/feeds/115719685446289070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33747588&amp;postID=115719685446289070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115719685446289070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33747588/posts/default/115719685446289070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://psychoticrockprincess.blogspot.com/2006/09/ok-so-welcome.html' title=''/><author><name>the royal highness</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16156438148314239418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b74/dandakoh/dirtbag157.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
