<?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-15504458</id><updated>2012-01-26T21:23:01.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelic Pieces</title><subtitle type='html'>-.My Thoughts, My Feelings, My Life.-</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115480215582949456</id><published>2006-08-06T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T02:22:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomia mania?</title><content type='html'>My dad hardly recognized me earlier with the new haircut, we ate out earlier this evening because it was my youngest sister's birthday (yes, was.. it's already 1.30am of August 6, her birthday is August 5). He had arrived a bit later because he drove back from his office in Laguna, we ate at Gerry's Grill at Greenhills Promenade =p Loved the food, especially the baked uhh.. what was that again, scallop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got to buy a new book! "Can You Keep a Secret" by Sophie Kinsella :D I just don't know when I'll find the time to read it though, I'm still busy with school nowadays.. especially since we only have 2-3 more weeks before the term ends, I have projects and term papers I have to finish @_@ Also bought the August ish of Candy and W.i.t.c.h. (I still can't read witch because I still haven't found back issues ;_;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I asked Kristian and Leah (well, mostly Kristian taught me, he's better coz he has a band) to teach me how to play the guitar, I'm bringing my guitar to school which is a bit of a hassle for me... but it pays off, since I get to practice, lol. And I had just recently discovered that most of the people I know, either knows how to play a musical instrument (well, most of them know how to play the guitar) or can sing very very very well o_O; that I find frustrating, because at some point, I'm envious. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm currently downloading anime OSTs and Sorcerer Orphen for Leah, can't wait for those to finish so I can burn already &lt;_&lt; Ah well, I'll be going to sleep in a while.. I just noticed that I'm always sleeping around 1-3 in the morning when I'm here at home o___o; insomia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Taken from LiveJournal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-115480215582949456?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115480215582949456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=115480215582949456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115480215582949456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115480215582949456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/08/insomia-mania.html' title='Insomia mania?'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115305242919081006</id><published>2006-07-16T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:20:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to ponder about</title><content type='html'>This is not how I expected this day to end, I need to do something about it... but what? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving for my aunt's place again in a few minutes, just waiting for my sister to finish packing her stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I'll be back after another week.&lt;div 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about'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115295282074909351</id><published>2006-07-15T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T16:46:47.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My DNA Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="position: relative;overflow: hidden;width: 236px;height: 30px;"&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.personaldna.com/images/dna_lef.gif' style='position:absolute;top:0;left:0'&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Confidence" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 18px;top:0px;height:30px;width:3px;background-color:#870e0e"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Openness" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 21px;top:0px;height:30px;width:5px;background-color:#0e8c4d"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Extroversion" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 26px;top:0px;height:30px;width:17px;background-color:#ad11ad"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Empathy" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 43px;top:0px;height:30px;width:39px;background-color:#ed1882"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Trust" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 82px;top:0px;height:30px;width:17px;background-color:#1212b0"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Agency" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 99px;top:0px;height:30px;width:2px;background-color:#0d850d"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Masculinity" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 101px;top:0px;height:30px;width:6px;background-color:#0e4f8f"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Femininity" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 107px;top:0px;height:30px;width:28px;background-color:#cfcf15"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Spontenaiety" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 135px;top:0px;height:30px;width:33px;background-color:#16dbdb"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Low Attention to Style" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 168px;top:0px;height:30px;width:6px;background-color:#818181"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Authoritarianism" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 174px;top:0px;height:30px;width:13px;background-color:#5a10a3"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Earthy" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 187px;top:0px;height:30px;width:9px;background-color:#e67e17"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title="  Aesthetic" style="position: absolute;overflow: hidden;left: 196px;top:0px;height:30px;width:22px;background-color:#68bd13"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.personaldna.com/images/dna_rig.gif' style='position:absolute;top:0;left:218px;'&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative; text-align:center; width:236px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com"&gt;Generous Dreamer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=DFSrTCGfkHOelSY-BE-AAACC-d617"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My Personal Dna Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-115295282074909351?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115295282074909351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=115295282074909351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115295282074909351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115295282074909351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-dna-report.html' title='My DNA Report'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115289232557090658</id><published>2006-07-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T23:52:05.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So damn happy!</title><content type='html'>I'm so damn happy that the hellish weeks are officially over! I'm done with my midterms (got a high grade for most of my exams and most of my midterm grades were around 3-3.5, good enough for me) AND the Job and Livelihood Expo week of DLSU-Main and DLS-CSB is finally over! The last event for this week was the Confluence Cocktail Party that was held earlier this afternoon. It was ok I guess, but then... I didn't really do much except sit at the registration table and assist the uhh.. people for registration before they could go in the International Banquet Hall of the CSB Hotel (I wasn't part of the party, I was part of the people handling it :P) our org's reps were Leah and Abi and we.. the other people who were free just helped out with ushering and the registration thing... well, atleast I wasn't the one standing / walking around with those --quoting Leah, infernal heels. ._.;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the confluence cocktail we pretty much rejoiced, lol. Rode with Ms. Mari in her car from the Angelo King International Center (was that right?) -CSB's hotel, to DLS-CSB's main campus since it was raining.. and not to mension, traffic as well. It took us atleast 20mins to get back to the main campus from the hotel o_o; When we got back to the main campus, we went to the Career and Placement Office to get our stuff (we left it there before we went to AKIC). We took group pictures, with us in business attires.. then we left school after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* it's raining again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-115289232557090658?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115289232557090658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=115289232557090658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115289232557090658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115289232557090658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-damn-happy.html' title='So damn happy!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115111420743689016</id><published>2006-06-24T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T09:56:47.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away for a week</title><content type='html'>I was staying at my aunt's place eversince Monday, their house is nearer to school.. and my dad told me to stay there when he was going to Laguna for work so I won't have problems going to school, anyway, last week was my first week there.. and they don't have internet connection o____o; I just got back home last night, gawd, I missed my bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'm just waiting for my friends to arrive here.. although we were originally going to the NCAA Opening at the Araneta Coliseum for org stuff.. but there wasn't enough tickets for everyone... so we decided we won't go anymore, we'll just spend this day at the mall.. but then again I still don't know where we're going later, we'll just figure that out when they get here.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just start burning the stuff that people asked me to.. latahz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-115111420743689016?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115111420743689016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=115111420743689016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115111420743689016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115111420743689016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/away-for-week.html' title='Away for a week'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115055135220043074</id><published>2006-06-17T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:36:51.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sexy Name Decoder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/champagne-f-MITSKI.png" alt="Marvelous Ideal Temptress Supplying Kisses and Indulgence" border="0" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just find this amusing.. lolz, well, as for my real name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sexy.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sexy.namedecoder.com/webimages/rose-f-KIMBERLY.png" alt="Kinky Ideal Minx Bestowing Embraces and Rapturous, Lustful Yeses" border="0" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows how bored I am.. I don't have anything better to do.. anyhoo, I'll go take a bath, it's been a hot day ~_~ Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-115055135220043074?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115055135220043074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=115055135220043074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115055135220043074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115055135220043074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/sexy-name-decoder.html' title='The Sexy Name Decoder'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-115011673899556806</id><published>2006-06-12T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T20:52:19.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>I am soooo glad that the outreach thingy that was supposedly scheduled for today was postponed, hell, I don't think I like the idea of picking up the trash of a certain area on independence day o_O; not like it matters, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I woke up around 8.. and, I pretty much forgot what I did O_o; We went to my aunt's place around 12 for lunch, with cousins and other relatives... oh! and I just found out that my classmate in P.E. last term was actually my 2nd cousin o_O; whatta small world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's gonna be back to school again tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-115011673899556806?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/115011673899556806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=115011673899556806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115011673899556806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/115011673899556806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114935861162785521</id><published>2006-06-04T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T02:16:51.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatta day</title><content type='html'>I slept in today.. woke up around 6 at first I think then I slept again, then woke up around 10.. oh how I miss waking up late, I've always needed to wake up early for class during weekdays and just staying in bed with my pillows and thinking to myself.. it's a change I welcome with open arms, even if it only happens once or twice a week, namely during weekends. Though I was supposed to go to school earlier today, there was this dry run thing for Starweek (recruitment week for the orgs at school) plus Franz was going to be there, I wanted to gooooooo! I haven't seen him in days~! ;_; but oh well, I couldn't risk getting scolded by my dad again if I ask for permission if I can go to school on a Saturday morning since I'm almost always not at home anymore.. not to mension I'm not even doing much of the chores.. and even if I wanted to go to school by taking a cab, I'm already out of cash &lt;.&lt;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I went to SM Megamall with my mom and siblings anyway.. got my eyes checked, to find out if I needed glasses - and yeah, now I have a pair. Well, besides from that oh so not good news of me turning four-eyed (no offense meant for those wearing glasses) I was able to buy 2 new tops and a back issue of W.i.t.c.h.! pfft, I was actually worried that I wouldn't be able to buy anything during our stay there in SM Megamall.. I was actually shopping, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent the past 3 hours reading "The Playboy" by Carly Philips, Leah lent it to me, and I'm planning on returning it to her by Monday or Tuesday.. took a break and ate a few slices of bread since my stomach was grumbling, and after I post this entry I plan on going back to bed. So, adeiu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114935861162785521?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114935861162785521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114935861162785521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114935861162785521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114935861162785521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/whatta-day_114935861162785521.html' title='Whatta day'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114925323724799969</id><published>2006-06-02T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T21:00:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restless</title><content type='html'>I've been lacking sleep for the past week, and according to MSo.. I tend to space out occassionally when I'm at school ('course he notices, he's one of the observant people in our little group of friends.. and I'm almost always around him - as well as our other friends) I'm always thinking of something, but when someone asks, I can't answer because I already forgot. Yup, that's short term memory for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I think I'm starting to get rid of my uncalled feelings for the guy.. I think leaving it out in the open (with some of my close friends anyway) actually helps... when I accepted it, atleast I knew what was wrong.. it doesn't hurt that much anymore when I see them together, that's a relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I had to sing infront of my AESTHET (Aesthetics - I dunno what the hell that is) class yesterday, it was really really embarassing.. and I really felt my voice shake @_@ Sung the first part of "So Slow" by Freestyle, I really like the song.. but I don't think it suits me.. ah well, atleast I didn't mess up, I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, the month of May (my fave month) has come and gone... and we'll be doing more stuff for the org next week and the week after because of recruitment for the org.. I hope we'd be able to accomplish (or even surpass) the no. of members that was acquired by the previous batch.. good luck to us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114925323724799969?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114925323724799969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114925323724799969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114925323724799969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114925323724799969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/06/restless.html' title='Restless'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114880708591148027</id><published>2006-05-28T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T17:04:45.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbroken?</title><content type='html'>This was the last thing I'd expect from myself. A friend of mine just made me realize a few days ago that I had fallen in love with someone close to me, unfortunately, he just got together with another close friend of mine - and they're people I'm almost always with, mind you.. so yeah, it's torture on my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had tried denying, I didn't want to accept it, because I knew.. if I had accepted my feelings, it would be harder for me to disregard it.. and even before, I told my friend that "It was impossible, because I haven't fallen in love yet", he just told me "But I think that a part of you has already fallen in love with him, especially since you're feeling jealous" - aha! big slap in the face! And when I had told two other close friends of mine, they also confirmed that I had indeed fallen in love with the guy.. argh, it sucks, big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days I had wanted to break down and cry, but I couldn't. Sure there are moments when I feel so damn depressed, but all that would come out from me are a few tears that would eventually go away, but the burden on my heart will always be there.. since it became a practice to me over the years to keep most of my problems to myself, I really find it hard to let it all out, I'd cry when I'm alone.. but when friends or aquaintances come around.. the crying would immedietely stop and would be replaced by a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts more is that I can't tell it to my close friends, I feel like our own group is starting to have barriers, or whatever you call it, that's refraining us from telling everything or whatever's wrong to just anyone in the group.. blah, this really sucks.. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get all bitchy because of it, and it's affecting everyone negatively.. and with all the other problems I have, being emotionally unstable doesn't help me in anything at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114880708591148027?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114880708591148027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114880708591148027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114880708591148027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114880708591148027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/heartbroken.html' title='Heartbroken?'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114865594470265286</id><published>2006-05-26T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:05:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Birthday Dinner</title><content type='html'>I just got home from my post birthday dinner with my close friends at school, eventhough I had a bad and bit tiring start for the day, I really enjoyed dinner with them earlier this evening.. we ate at Korean Village near Adriatico Circle, then went to Starbucks to drink and hang out for a bit.. we had fun, but I realized how jealous I can really get.. but oh well, that's that, just a few more months for me and it'll eventually go away anyway.. anyhoo, it's time to hit the sack! I'm really tired @_@;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114865594470265286?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114865594470265286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114865594470265286' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114865594470265286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114865594470265286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-birthday-dinner.html' title='Post Birthday Dinner'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114848446100829822</id><published>2006-05-24T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T23:47:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Legal</title><content type='html'>I don't really get excited when it comes to my birthdays.. it's just another day for me, but since it's my first birthday with at school and since it's my 18th birthday.. I decided to dress up a bit, made my outfit more "girly" than usual.. and I wanted to see what my friends' reactions would be, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I spent the whole day at school.. arrived there around 7.15 in the mornin.. saw G and Harbin at the cube, sheesh! they're really early! MSo and Leah arrived around 8, we were talking and all.. oh! and MSo gave me a shirt, am really grateful, I'm not used to getting gifts on my birthday &lt;_&lt; anyway, I said thanks and all, then suddenly someone brought up the subject about my birthday and such, then G suddenly asked me "When's your birthday anyway Kim?" and I said "uh.. today?" he suddenly had a surprised look on his face and started singing happy birthday! it was really funny the rest of the day went ok, I found it a bit amusing when the other peeps didn't know it was my birthday, and if someone greeted me they'd be surprised or whatever expression they might have, then they'd greet me as well, haha! I'm still grateful for those who remembered what day it was and greeted me, especially the people who I didn't expect to remember.. or even know that it was my birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my last class ended around 7.30 in the evenin, then I ate dinner with my family right after.. this day was more eventful.. but I'm really exhausted, I don't think I can type anymore.. haha, I'll be hitting the sack in the bit, I still have an early start tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114848446100829822?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114848446100829822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114848446100829822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114848446100829822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114848446100829822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/officially-legal.html' title='Officially Legal'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114761508196234589</id><published>2006-05-14T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T22:03:17.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dead tired</title><content type='html'>ComLink's teambuilding was from May 12 - 14 at Overlook Resort in Antipolo and I just got back home... alot of stuff has happened, there were issues, old ones were discussed and new ones arose.. I'll just type down the stuff that happened during our stay there some other time, my brain won't function properly right now.. I'm really sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way.. Linh's already back from her trip to Europe then Vietnam (she got back here on the 10th). She brought back a British accent and her hair's wavy now! O_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114761508196234589?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114761508196234589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114761508196234589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114761508196234589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114761508196234589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/dead-tired.html' title='Dead tired'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114684813482210068</id><published>2006-05-06T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T00:55:34.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things are a load of crap</title><content type='html'>...and I should really learn to shut up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114684813482210068?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114684813482210068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114684813482210068' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114684813482210068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114684813482210068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/some-things-are-load-of-crap.html' title='Some things are a load of crap'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114669958095981066</id><published>2006-05-04T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T00:28:19.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One hell of a weekend</title><content type='html'>I went to Tagaytay over the weekend to attend PLANS (Planning for Leaders/Artists, Networking and Synergy) the 5 executive board officers + outreach head of all organizations at school were required to go, it was some sort of training thingy for us, it was really eventful. I went with Abi (el presidente), Leah (vp internal), Bur (vp external), Harbin (secretary) and Big (treasurer).. I'm the outreach head :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April 29, 06&lt;/span&gt; (Saturday)&lt;br /&gt;Went to fetch Leah from her place around 6? uh, can't remember.. we reached school around 6.30 (Funny thing - she went to school wearing her slippers and brought the remote control along.. thinking that it was her phone, lol) Aaaanyhoo, we left the school around 7.30-8 I think, can't really remember, the trip to Tagaytay lasted around 2 hours or so. When we got there, we went to the conference hall (? don't really know what to call it) was briefed about the rules and regulations, registered our names and took keys for the lockers then went to our uh.. dorms? I don't really know what to call it, 1 room has around 15 double deck beds... there were like 20+ people in 1 room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;April 30, 06&lt;/span&gt; (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;Day started ok I think, but the food was crap.. it really sucked. Anyway, we had done alot of activities and it was really tiring! I think we started around 8.30 and ended around 12-12.30.. blah, had to take a bath right after because I was sweaty from the activities, and the sun was out too! We had a 2 hour break and resumed afterwards.. good thing we didn't do any other activities that were too tiring anymore. It continued til around 7.30-8 then we got to eat dinner (food still sucked - and Leah vomitted &lt;_&lt;)the session resumed around 8.30-9, there was a lil discussion then we were asked to talk with our org/officers.. it was kinda fun, we were the last ones to finish, we bonded for hours! from 10 in the evening up til 4.30 in the morning! wahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;May 1, 06&lt;/span&gt; (Monday)&lt;br /&gt;I barely had any sleep (slept only for 2 hours - Leah and Abi had a hard time waking me up, they only got to sleep for an hour) and when I woke up I was really groggy, I couldn't walk properly! you'd think I was drunk if you saw me! ~_~; Wasn't able to eat breakfast, but drank coffee - that's why I atleast survived the remaining session before we left the place. We left around 3.. and arrived at school around 5pm, went to Starbucks while waiting for my dad.. we stayed there til 6-6.30, just talking with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't able to make it detailed anymore, it's already 12.14 in the morning as I'm editing this post. anyway, off to bed I go~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114669958095981066?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114669958095981066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114669958095981066' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114669958095981066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114669958095981066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-hell-of-weekend.html' title='One hell of a weekend'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114596853293805644</id><published>2006-04-25T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T20:44:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck at home.</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 10 earlier this morning, but I was too lazy to get up.. so I stayed in bed, starin at the ceilin.. just thinkin to myself.. I decided to get out of bed around 11.. brushed my teeth then washed my face.. sat infront of the computer afterwards and  watched episode 16 of Fate Stay Night since I noticed that the download was already done. It was pretty much another boring and uneventful day for me.. although I actually did the laundry this time and cleaned up a bit o_O took my mind off some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah called around 3, I was really grateful since I was so damn bored x_x and it gave me a break from doing the laundry :D we talked about random stuff for a bit, think it was 30mins or so, she didn't stay on the phone long since her mom might get mad at her or somethin, went back to doing the laundry afterwards. I played DotA with bur, mso and ron around 7, that's pretty much it.. am still bored, I need to sleep early tonight so I can wake up around 5 am tomorrow.. still need to go to school for a meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I created an account in multiply yesterday.. it doesn't have much content though.. just check it out if you want to. Just click -&gt; &lt;a href="http://mitski.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;- to get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114596853293805644?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114596853293805644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114596853293805644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114596853293805644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114596853293805644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/stuck-at-home.html' title='Stuck at home.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114541484018949601</id><published>2006-04-19T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:20:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day.</title><content type='html'>The construction that's taking place just outside our house is really annoying, I hate the banging noise that they're producing.. it really disturbs my sleep and the peace around here -_-; Blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to school yesterday to attend a meeting for our org, asked MSo to fetch me from my place, then we went to Leah's place next.. after that it was Bur.. it was a bit traffic though, that's why we were uhh... 30mins late for the meeting o_x We discussed about our plans and activities for the next school year, then after that, we thought of what we were going to do for the FoP (Frosh Orientation Program) the freshmen would be oriented about uhh.. I dunno.. stuff, and I think be introduced to the different organizations at school. I don't really know, I wasn't able to attend the orientation program before because I was at China with my sister, on a study tour ~_~; Though we're having a bit of um.. problem with the preparations, er.. actually I don't know if it's really a problem, but we're gonna rush things since the FoP is going to be on May 15.. that's AFTER our teambuilding at Zambales! @_@; We'll be at Zambales for our teambuilding on May 12 til 14, haha ~_~; Oh! my position was also changed, I was supposed to be the HR Committee Head for our org, but due to a certain umm.. situation, I became the Outreach Committee Head o_O;;; One of our Outreach committee heads were required to go to the PLANS thingy (a teambuilding for all organizations) but they couldn't go, eh, if you were required to go to that and you couldn't go, you'd be stripped of your position.. so they changed my position so I'd be the one to go instead ^^;; It's next saturday, April 29 til May 1.. 3 days 2 nights at Angels' Hills, Tagaytay... and it's free! haha, I just hope I get to do things right, I don't exactly know what the Outreach comm. head is supposed to do o_O Oh well, I'll just ask Abi about it.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting ended around 3pm, then we (Bur, MSo, Ron, Leah, me and another officer, Harbin.) played dota! nyahaha :D I wasn't able to play the other day.. so nyeh XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I really miss Linh, even though it's only been a week since she left for Germany ;~; Ah well, just a few more weeks before she comes back, and our little wacky group will be complete yet again XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3999/171/1600/Lynnie111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3999/171/320/Lynnie111.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the cup of the Mocha Frap that she treated me last month when we met up at Starbucks, and I'm really reminded of her when I see it since she's the only one that calls me that, haha. Can't wait 'til she comes back. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114541484018949601?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114541484018949601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114541484018949601' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114541484018949601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114541484018949601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-another-day.html' title='Just another day.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114499955311689049</id><published>2006-04-14T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T15:25:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a Bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;This post was written out of rage, and if you wouldn't want to read any rants and crap.. you'd better close that browser of yours right now. But if you still want to continue reading, suit yourself. You've been warned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wonder why I even try. I'm trying to change myself, trying to be more responsible just so I can atleast prove something to my dad. But why the hell do I even bother? Nothing changes, I still can't do anything right! My dad would still continue saying all that shit to me, saying that I'm a worthless and irresponsible daughter, that I should be a role model for my younger siblings rather than doing crap and wasting my time infront of the pc, playing games and chatting with people. WHY MUST HE BE SO NARROW MINDED?! Sure, I know I'm stupid.. but I'm not THAT stupid to talk to random strangers over the net! The people I'm talking to right now are the people that have atleast earned my trust. Fuck it. It's not my fault if I need &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;, if I need people to talk to and relate with! I'm so SICK and TIRED of being alone! If they won't let me go out of the house with my friends then ATLEAST let me have a past time and do something rather than rot here at home doing nothing! It still is my life, I don't care if they were the ones who are responsible for me being alive today.. I'd rather choose to have died 17 years ago in that hospital room than have this pathetic life that I can't even have a say in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114499955311689049?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114499955311689049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114499955311689049' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114499955311689049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114499955311689049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/lifes-bitch.html' title='Life&apos;s a Bitch.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114476187727621899</id><published>2006-04-11T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T21:32:33.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relieved.</title><content type='html'>I just got home 30 minutes ago, the course cards were distributed earlier today, and I can really say that I'm relieved that I passed the subject that I was really afraid of failing (JOSERIZ - Subject that studies Jose Rizal's life, the Philippine's national hero) eventhough I only got a 1 for it, and 1 is the lowest passing grade @_@; gah, so much for my plan of trying to get into the dean's list again for this term.. oh well, I just hope my parents won't get mad &gt;_&lt;; I really hate being pressured into doing something I'm not enjoying. Got a 3.5 for my Reconse subj, 3 for Economy and Petriid, 2.5 for Gepsych, Oralcom and Incosys. *sigh* I'm just really glad that I passed Joseriz, you have no idea how close I came to a nervous breakdown worrying over that subject, since I pretty much failed almost ALL the quizzes @_@ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo~ with that done, my summer vacation can officially start, but then again, that is there to do here?! &gt;_&lt; I pretty much quit playing online games (since I found it a total waste of time now) and I don't think I can go out with my friends that much, besides... Linh's in Germany and she's staying there for a month (I got an offine message from her on YM saying that she got there safely, which is good), Bur's gonna leave for China after tomorrow, he's staying there for 2 weeks.. and according to Leah, she's going to the "Hell house" on Monday and I have no idea how long she's gonna stay there, then she has this family thing for the whole month of May, and obviously Francis has work. Hn, I need something productive to do for this summer o_O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to gain weight, then swim (for exercise - I need something to do to build up my stamina @_@;) but, I don't exactly know where I can swim and who I'm gonna go with.. soooo... I've really no idea if that'll work out for me =/ I don't even know when Masi's plannin on teaching me how to play the guitar O_o; Ah well, I just hope I find a productive past time @_@;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I know I'm really, really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just noticed, this is like.. the first post that I made (that's actually long and made sense, mind you) after what happened after March 20th, haha, things are kinda going back to normal.. so yeah! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114476187727621899?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114476187727621899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114476187727621899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114476187727621899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114476187727621899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/relieved.html' title='Relieved.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114462772545367511</id><published>2006-04-10T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T08:08:45.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Ramblings.</title><content type='html'>Been a while since I last posted an entry here o_O The last entry I was supposed to post here didn't get saved, bummer. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so early in the mornin and I'm here at school waiting for the prof to arrive.. we have an exam in a few minutes, and I'm glad that this is the last one. But then again, I'm still going to come back here tomorrow.. to get my course cards &lt;_&lt; My summer vacation can officially start after tomorrow XD I just hope it won't be boring.. Linh's flight to Germany will be later in the afternoon.. just hope she's gonna have a safe flight :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, prof's here.. gotta end this entry of mine now XP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114462772545367511?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114462772545367511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114462772545367511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114462772545367511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114462772545367511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/04/daily-ramblings.html' title='Daily Ramblings.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114311590536457614</id><published>2006-03-23T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T20:17:14.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes?</title><content type='html'>I got to school around 7.35am, then waited for Leah to arrive after 5-10 mins, I think, so I could help her carry her laptop to the cube. We had a lil chat since we were the only ones there, I helped her do her report since she wasn't feeling well this morning. Linh arrived around 9.30 right after her class at AKIC, then left around 10.30. I really found it weird that Bur didn't come to the cube this morning, he's always around by that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cube was empty, everyone's usually there around 11 or so.. but earlier.. it was, empty. I really couldn't shake off that uneasy feeling of mine... ever since what happened last Tuesday, everything's starting to change.. I can see that everyone's being affected by it, even the other guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate what's happening right now, I'm having a hard time concentrating with my studies because of the recent turn of events, things are getting awkward even though it's not that obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another week, then it's gonna be time for our final exams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114311590536457614?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114311590536457614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114311590536457614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114311590536457614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114311590536457614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/changes.html' title='Changes?'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114299551816782904</id><published>2006-03-22T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T10:46:44.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Characteristics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong-willed and highly motivated&lt;br /&gt;Sharp thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easily angered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attracts others and loves attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deep feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Firm standpoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easily influenced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs no motivation&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled&lt;br /&gt;Systematic (left brain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong clairvoyance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good debating skills&lt;br /&gt;Good physical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Weak breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Loves literature and the arts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves travelling&lt;br /&gt;Dislike being at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Restless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having many children&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High spirited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spendthrift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found this in my email.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114299551816782904?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114299551816782904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114299551816782904' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114299551816782904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114299551816782904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/characteristics.html' title='Characteristics'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114295002206207518</id><published>2006-03-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T22:10:20.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated.</title><content type='html'>I dislike change, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must things be like this? When I thought everything was going along just fine.. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; just had to happen. It really seems like problems are piling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114295002206207518?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114295002206207518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114295002206207518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114295002206207518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114295002206207518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/complicated.html' title='Complicated.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114269153921965229</id><published>2006-03-18T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:19:53.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexplainable.</title><content type='html'>I can't explain what I'm feeling right now, but I want to cry so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114269153921965229?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114269153921965229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114269153921965229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114269153921965229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114269153921965229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/unexplainable.html' title='Unexplainable.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114260160312206244</id><published>2006-03-17T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:20:03.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer?</title><content type='html'>It's really been a while since a last wrote an entry here, been busy with school and whenever I don't have anything to do, my brain just isn't working properly for me to write a decent entry ~_~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most students are already enjoying the start of their summer vacation but it's a different case for me.. still have classes 'til April! but I don't really mind, am having fun at school~ it's a bit surprising to hear that from me, considering the fact that I hated going to school when I was still a high school student XD lotsa stuff really changed when I entered college, I guess I became more.. umm... responsible? :o haha. I want classes to end though.. but at the same time I don't, since my sched is a bit sucky for next term... and I don't think I'll be able to hang out with the people I'm with this term since we have a conflict with our schedules. My classes are in the morning, and theirs are in the afternoon til late at night &gt;_&gt; ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fondness for JPop is coming back all over again, thanks to a friend of mine.. haha, the only thing I hate about listening to Japanese songs is that I can't really sing the songs! I'm still having a hard time even with the lyrics &lt;_&lt;; oye, I'm not even Japanese in the first place.. and I have no practice using the language! But I get to practice speaking in English at school though.. cause a certain someone won't be able to understand me if I talked to her in Tagalog XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it.. am running out of stuff to say, and I'm really really sleepy.. so ja!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114260160312206244?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114260160312206244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114260160312206244' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114260160312206244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114260160312206244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/summer.html' title='Summer?'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114156195609825196</id><published>2006-03-05T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:32:36.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sick.</title><content type='html'>Mmmm mmm yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do do do do do do do-do&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta change my answering machine&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;Coz right now it says that we&lt;br /&gt;Can't come to the phone&lt;br /&gt;And I know it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;Coz you walked out the door&lt;br /&gt;But it's the only way I hear your voice anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it's ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been months&lt;br /&gt;And for some reason I just&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;can't get over us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm stronger than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more walkin round&lt;br /&gt;With my head down&lt;br /&gt;I'm so over being blue&lt;br /&gt;Cryin over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing you were still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta fix that calender I have&lt;br /&gt;That's marked July 15th&lt;br /&gt;Because since there's no more you&lt;br /&gt;There's no more anniversary&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fed up with my thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;And your memory&lt;br /&gt;And how every song reminds me&lt;br /&gt;Of what used to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the reason I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;Stupid love songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me think about her smile&lt;br /&gt;Or having my first child&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go&lt;br /&gt;Turning off the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishing she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of love songs&lt;br /&gt;So tired of tears&lt;br /&gt;So done with wishin she was still here&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm so sick of love songs so sad and slow&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I turn off the radio?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114156195609825196?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114156195609825196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114156195609825196' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114156195609825196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114156195609825196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-sick.html' title='So Sick.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114154266862465208</id><published>2006-03-05T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T15:11:08.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cramming.</title><content type='html'>That's what I'm doing right now, cramming for a project that's due on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been in the mood to write stuff here lately, I don't know why &gt;_&gt; Still lotsa stuff happenin' in my life, new discoveries, friends, y'know.. the usual stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I'll just go back to making my project, I don't think my mind is working right now to write a decent post here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114154266862465208?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114154266862465208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114154266862465208' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114154266862465208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114154266862465208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/03/cramming.html' title='Cramming.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114113038408001455</id><published>2006-02-28T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:43:20.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting my life back.</title><content type='html'>Am in the process of getting my life back, I'm already trying to refrain from spending most of my time infront of the computer, I've had enough of that.. 4 years is enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to waste my life away anymore.. I'm gonna enjoy the last few years that I'm gonna spend in school, with friends.. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;real people&lt;/span&gt; that I can actually see everyday, in person, and not just through a computer screen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114113038408001455?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114113038408001455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114113038408001455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114113038408001455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114113038408001455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/getting-my-life-back.html' title='Getting my life back.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114103487915453678</id><published>2006-02-27T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:13:01.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored to Death.</title><content type='html'>Gawd, I can't believe classes were suspended again x_x; spent another day locked up at home &gt;_&lt; I didn't even have proper sleep! First I woke up around 4.30 AM - which was very unsual for me because I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; wake up &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; early! I guess it was because I was a bit unsure if we had classes for today or not ~_~; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to sleep again, but it lasted only for a few hours since I woke up around 5.45 am, a few minutes before my alarm. I just stayed in bed for a while.. waiting for a text message saying that we didn't have class, I tried to keep awake up til 6.30, then finally dozed off, I think I woke up again around 7.30... still no text saying we don't have classes, and no text message saying we have class either.. but I slept anyway, I was too tired then -_-; I woke up again around 8.10 and finally got out of bed.. asked another friend of mine if we had classes, and he said we didn't, so I just opened the computer and surfed the net like I always do, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gawd, I don't know what I'd do if classes for tomorrow would be suspended again, I'm already bored to death here at home! I have nothing to do, sheesh! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, I really need to save money again... I spent too much when I went to SM Manila with some friends of mine yesterday. I spent P200 for lunch, zomg! x_X it was fun though, even if we weren't able to watch a movie like we originally planned on doing. We went to Quantum (the arcade) and played around.. we even had a few rounds of DDR (Dance Dance Revolution) too! I only dragged my friends to play since they had no plans on playing and I didn't want to play by myself &gt;_&gt; it &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; a bit embarassing to dance around when there's a crowd watching o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried the "light" mode instead of "beginner" mode, then chose the songs that were familiar to me, atleast I'd know which were the ones that I could actually do and not make too much of a fool out of myself XD one of our guy friends even took a video of us when we were playing o_o; lol. We left SM Manila around 3.45 since my dad suddenly texted me saying that he's going to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun :D it's been a while since I last went out with friends from school.. my parents rarely let me go out with my friends back when I was in high school, so I was usually left out when they were talking about what they did when they went out or watched a movie together &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I just hope classes for tomorrow won't be suspended anymore! I'm already bored to death here at home.. I can hardly do anything! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forget.. it's Ron's birthday today! Happy birthday! ^^ (though I doubt he'd be able to read this entry... but what the heck?! XD) Don't let the ongoing chaos in our country affect this special day of yours ^_~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114103487915453678?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114103487915453678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114103487915453678' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114103487915453678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114103487915453678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/bored-to-death.html' title='Bored to Death.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114087983120384562</id><published>2006-02-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T23:25:09.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overprotected.</title><content type='html'>I seriously need to introduce my friends to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much the only thing that I can think of that can help me get out of the house more often ~_~; I just don't know how &gt;_&gt;; bleah, am sick and tired of being overprotected.. I'm already a college student for crying out loud! I'm turning 18 this summer! bleach &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go out with my friends, I'm tired of being a homebody, that's what I've been for years now - eversince I started chatting.. but it's getting boring already, I don't have much people to talk to anymore like before.. and I'm trying to refrain myself from playing MMORPGs since I know my dad hates it soo much &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Life~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114087983120384562?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114087983120384562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114087983120384562' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114087983120384562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114087983120384562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/overprotected.html' title='Overprotected.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114077093610459089</id><published>2006-02-24T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T17:15:39.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coup d'etat.</title><content type='html'>Classes were suspended for all levels in the area of Metro Manila, and presently, our country is in a state of emergency. I don't really know the details, but I heard that  there might be a coup d'etat... gawd, what on earth is happening to our country now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really annoyed today, I woke up really early (around 5.15-5.30) like any regular school day, took a bath, got dressed and I was all ready to go an hour after.. only to find out that my younger sisters' classes were suspended due to some chaos brewing around the Malacañang Palace.. I didn't mind and still ate breakfast anyway, it's hard to say whether or not I still have classes because we're on a trimestral err.. schedule or whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted a few friends of mine and asked them if we still had classes, I only found out that classes were also suspended for our school when I arrived there earlier this morning (around 7-7.30) I was really pissed off! we were supposed to have our midterm exam for Economy today! and I was also planning on going to the library to look for the answers for my assignment in General Psychology, but I wasn't able to do that because the lib was closed -_-;;; blah, very very irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm at home and bored out of my mind... I don't have anything better to do, I'm not really in the mood to play games and I don't have much people to talk to since there are only a few people online on YM, blah, if only boredom can kill... I'm sure I'll be prolly dead by now ~_~;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114077093610459089?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114077093610459089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114077093610459089' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114077093610459089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114077093610459089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/coup-detat.html' title='Coup d&apos;etat.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114044611809094029</id><published>2006-02-20T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:43:44.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Bro!</title><content type='html'>Today my brother turns 22, he's so darn old already! I can hardly believe it, time really does fly by... and fast, haha!  I just got back home from eating out with my family to celebrate my bro's birthday, we ate at Korean Village near Adriatico methinks.. can't remember the exact place, it's been a while since we last ate there and I really miss the place XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, lost the will to continue writing since I'm currently talking to my friends in a YM confy.. til next time~ ciao XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114044611809094029?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114044611809094029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114044611809094029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114044611809094029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114044611809094029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-bro.html' title='Happy Birthday Bro!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-114018710265658400</id><published>2006-02-17T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T06:51:04.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Out!</title><content type='html'>I've been really tired lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to going to school but I don't really like commuting. I just realized that I'm becoming more and more lazy to do anything, I've got a few more projects in line for me to do, and a couple of exams to study for... but I can't bring myself to do 'em, it really gets on my nerves whenever that happens, I have to force myself to become responsible and all that crap before I can finally bring myself to do so. And usually, by the end of the day, I feel so drained and I start having a hard time keeping up with my usual "cheerful" self, and I feel so irritable by the time I get home, and I noticed -no matter how tired I feel, I can't sleep right away, I guess it has something to do with my body clock or something, I can't sleep before 10pm and having class during Saturdays isn't really helping me at all. -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really pisses me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-114018710265658400?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/114018710265658400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=114018710265658400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114018710265658400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/114018710265658400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/stressed-out.html' title='Stressed Out!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113973136271856422</id><published>2006-02-12T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T16:05:03.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent addiction.</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine from school just introduced me to Depapepe, and I totally love them and their music, eventhough it's just instrumental &lt;3 Demn, makes me want to learn how to play the guitar more ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random rant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is up with guys and Valentines day? They're starting to get on my nerves, and I have exams this week &gt;_&lt;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113973136271856422?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113973136271856422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113973136271856422' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113973136271856422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113973136271856422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/recent-addiction.html' title='Recent addiction.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113912863300326614</id><published>2006-02-05T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T16:46:48.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Ordinary.</title><content type='html'>I was looking for some images since I wanted to change my forums sig.. then I stumbled across &lt;a href="http://http://www10.big.or.jp/~mitsuki/cgillust/index.html"&gt;Absolute Trust&lt;/a&gt; just a few days ago.. I browsed through the site and found images that I fancied, here's the specific image that I used for my new sig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3999/171/1600/haruka07.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3999/171/320/haruka07.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3999/171/1600/ordinary.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3999/171/320/ordinary.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the simplicity :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I used that image is because I originally thought that those were two females in the image.. but it turns out that the one with the brown hair was a guy, he looked feminine @_@;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113912863300326614?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113912863300326614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113912863300326614' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113912863300326614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113912863300326614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/02/out-of-ordinary.html' title='Out of the Ordinary.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113837796444781579</id><published>2006-01-27T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T00:13:03.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now you see me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;..next time you won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted anything for a few days, I've really been busy with school... and I'm really becoming irritable lately, most probably it's because of the lack of sleep, the stress, and all these research works and stuff that keep getting piled up ~_~ I have classes 6 days a week, and Sunday is not exactly rest day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ComLink's (Computer Link -org at CSB) PC Assembly Showcase thingy for this week went er, okay I guess, it was pretty busy.. but still okay. Our sponsors were netGames (thanks to Carlo :D), TQM, Jolibee and Shakeys.. I've already got a glimpse of what kind of responsibility I'm going to get next school year (I'm going to be one of the officers who are next in line.. haha x_X) I just hope everything will turn out fine for me, especially when it comes to balancing my studies, gimicks, occassional DotA sessions... you know, those kind of stuff o___o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my bro's video card had gone whacko and I don't know why.. I'm on a temporary leave @FlyFF, EuroBnet and other games that I play online.. I just hope my brother gets a replacement or something O.o; I'm playing Final Fantasy 4 Advance on a GBA Emulator as of the moment, lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah, it's about time I hit the sack.. I'm really tired now and our immersion for NSTPCW2 (community service) starts tomorrow, we're going to teach a bunch of kids according to a groupmate of mine o_O I didn't really ask so I have no idea where.. so don't bother asking, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everything goes well tomorrow, anyhooo.. tata for now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Smart Wifi sucks, never count on their connection neither on their service, period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113837796444781579?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113837796444781579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113837796444781579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113837796444781579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113837796444781579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-you-see-me.html' title='Now you see me...'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113798597333568817</id><published>2006-01-23T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T11:14:45.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I've been really busy lately, and it's really stressing x_x nothing's really new with my life though, except that I've started using MSN again.. was able to talk to mat, ryo, kyo, tami, chewy and charmy over the weekend, I really miss the old iRC days T_T;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, now with my blogs.. I currently have 3 blogs: Xanga, Blogspot and LiveJournal. Xanga's pretty much dead though, and I'm too lazy to manage my LJ.. the only active blog I have right now that I bother to even update is this one o.o lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been singled out by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Charmy&lt;/span&gt;! (moonflower.azure-skies.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re gonna be singled out next, please copy and paste this and answer them. Then pick 5 people to single them out! enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;What animal would you be?&lt;/span&gt; Eagle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Something you want to do in your life:&lt;/span&gt; Become a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One song you could listen to over and over again:&lt;/span&gt; Er, nothing really o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coke or Pepsi?&lt;/span&gt; I'd rather have Pepsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Something you currently desire:&lt;/span&gt; Visit my relatives in Canada, then go to Disney Land XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;One good deed you’ve done lately:&lt;/span&gt; Helping out my organization at school with their upcoming project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A funny moment in your life:&lt;/span&gt; It's a secret o_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I’m going to single out:&lt;/span&gt; Liz, Jie, Thorongil, Bladeraven and ionicwings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113798597333568817?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113798597333568817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113798597333568817' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113798597333568817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113798597333568817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/01/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113651812499882190</id><published>2006-01-06T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T11:31:45.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Airconditioning, hot or cold?</title><content type='html'>On January 4 classes had started all over again, and this term goes on til the 2nd week of April, darn, my vacation is soooo short lived x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went to my first class, which was RECONSE (Religion and Contemporary Search for Self according to my professor) I was pretty relieved because I didn't get late, I think I only had a minute left before the bell rang ~_~ I found a seat, and sat down near my friends... our professor arrived just a few seconds after the bell rang, the usual routine was followed -prayer, introductions and such.. but then the prof was interupted when a female friend of mine suddenly got up from her seat and backed away while her eyes was fixed in the area of the aircon just beside her, she caught everyones attention just by doing that, originally I thought she saw a roach, I immedietly looked around the area in search of the pest.. I didn't see any insect crawling about the walls though, but I saw fire by the aircon instead O_O;; Everyone stood up from their seats and went outside, including me, ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was bizzare, right then I thought "Omg there's a fire o_O;" I wasn't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; affected by it, and I think my classmates weren't affected that much either.. some of them were even laughing, and another was even grateful for the fire because, according to him, we won't have classes anymore (which ofcourse, was not true) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after when we exited the classroom, our professor instructed a friend of mine to call a school staff and inform them about the fire, then suddenly something went "boom" from inside the classroom but it wasn't loud, I think the breaker or something blew up, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the aircon was tired of being cold most of the time, and decided that it wanted to be hot.. literary. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really one heck of a way to start the term, rofl XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, the bell just rang O_o gotta run~ I'm typing all this during my INCOSYS class in the computer laboratory btw XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113651812499882190?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113651812499882190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113651812499882190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113651812499882190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113651812499882190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/01/airconditioning-hot-or-cold.html' title='Airconditioning, hot or cold?'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113638029955916056</id><published>2006-01-04T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:14:28.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping it all inside.</title><content type='html'>For the past years I've done this, I've kept everything inside, I've kept everything to myself.. sure there'd be certain times when I'd be able to talk to one of friends and spill the beans, but the pain only goes away during that certain period, and often everything comes back the next time I feel down. During the times I feel like crying, my chest feels heavy and it seems like it's gonna burst any second then, from all the things I've kept inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bit of bad news lately, from friends and aquiantances, and the situation here at home doesn't really help at all, been trying to play or surf the net more often just to get my mind off reality, even for just a while.. hmm.. maybe "a bit" was an understatement o_O I just wonder when it's all going to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to start the new year, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113638029955916056?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113638029955916056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113638029955916056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113638029955916056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113638029955916056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/01/keeping-it-all-inside.html' title='Keeping it all inside.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113604573565593464</id><published>2006-01-01T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T00:24:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I'm spending the new year here at my aunt's house like the past years, honestly, I feel like I'm gonna go deaf with all the fireworks being used @_@ anyhooooooooo, happy new year everyone! I hope everyone would have a prosperous year ahead! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2005, hello 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center"&gt;In the year 2006 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Walk on the ceiling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: right; color black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113604573565593464?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113604573565593464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113604573565593464' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113604573565593464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113604573565593464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113596054384281506</id><published>2005-12-31T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:35:43.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing.</title><content type='html'>2006 is just a few hours away from now, it's kinda hard to believe that the year's almost done o_O It felt like only yesterday when I started out as a college freshman, and now.. I'm at my 3rd term O_O; time really flies by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of memories of 2005 will be kept at the back of my mind, and I'll bring that with me as more days pass. Memories do build up and there are chances that I might forget details, names or whatever, but I do know that important events of the past year will be held close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz~ 2006 is another year, another fresh start, but I wonder if I'll ever change myself o_O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113596054384281506?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113596054384281506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113596054384281506' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113596054384281506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113596054384281506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/12/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113465600682641657</id><published>2005-12-15T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T22:13:26.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects = pwned.</title><content type='html'>Finally! I'm finally finished with those projects that had been thrown at us by our professors x_X The only thing left undone are my finals.. just 2 more days and I'll be able to rest (from school anyway XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I saw my HS kadamate earlier -I was really surprised XD she said she was going to our school fair, which is next week! (Dec.21-22) she also said our other kadamates will be going too~ I can't wait til then! I haven't seen them eversince our periodic exams last year, they never went to the prom and I never saw them during graduation (I was at the airport T_T) I really miss them~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, just a few more days left.. advanced Merry Christmas minna! Enjoy the holiday season! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113465600682641657?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113465600682641657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113465600682641657' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113465600682641657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113465600682641657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/12/projects-pwned.html' title='Projects = pwned.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113439657602123918</id><published>2005-12-12T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:09:36.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just about done.</title><content type='html'>I'm almost done with all of my projects, all that's left is a reporting I have tomorrow and another on wednesday, then it'll be time for meh finals! Just a few more days left, then I can finally rest for a few weeks :) I really do hope I do well for my reporting, I'm still a bit nervous ~.~;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night everyone~ time to get some shut-eye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Random Rant]&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought that my day was gonna end fine, dad comes around and ruins it -_-;&lt;br /&gt;[/Rant]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113439657602123918?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113439657602123918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113439657602123918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113439657602123918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113439657602123918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-about-done_12.html' title='Just about done.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113353570569043218</id><published>2005-12-02T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:01:45.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn</title><content type='html'>I really hate it when I get all emotional, I can hardly get any work done &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113353570569043218?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113353570569043218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113353570569043218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113353570569043218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113353570569043218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/12/damn.html' title='Damn'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113347898369484290</id><published>2005-12-02T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T07:22:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I even bother?</title><content type='html'>-I'm warning you in advance, this entry is full of crap and cussing, if you don't want any of that.. close this window and go surf the net for something else-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to get high grades, work my ass off over projects, make sure I get to pass assignments, all the things I'm doing now, I never did back in high school. I do all that crap because I thought I was going to prove something to my parents by doing so, so far my grades are all good, my lowest grade is 2 (around 84 or something) and my highest grade can go as high as 3.5 to 4 (88-90+) I thought, "When my parents see this, they'll finally know that I'm not slacking off like before!" BUT WTF DO I GET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I work late JUST to get a project or assignment done.. my dad SCOLDS me, he tells me that I should stop using the fucking computer and go to sleep because I'm not doing ANYTHING IMPORTANT, and usually I get home around 8pm -30mins-1hr when it comes to dinner, then my dad asks me to go to bed around 9-10pm, tangina! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET ANYTHING DONE? I won't be able to finish one fucking assignment within that time! how much more for a project? or a research due THE NEXT DAY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm even going to take an entrance exam at DLSU, but I wish I wont pass.. weird right? BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO FRIGGIN TRANSFER SCHOOLS ANYMORE! &gt;.&lt;; they're even asking me to get a course I DON'T EVEN HAVE ANY INTEREST IN.. POTA! I don't even know WHYYYYYYYY I had gone through with it, and convinced a classmate of mine to change reporting schedules with me (my schedule for reporting landed on the same day of the entrance exam for transferees /swt) I'm even going to have 1 absence in my classes that day, I'm going to waste that .5 that one of my profs will give to our class (in the final grade mind you) if we don't have any absences in her class &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be completely honest, I don't even know what I want to do when I graduate.. I don't have any expertise.. I'm not good at anything (maybe except for playing fucking games) and ranting for daaaaaaaysss and dayyyysssssssssssssssss. Reason why I don't know what course I want to get for college and ended up in BSBA Computer Applications, I know it requires programming, but I really suck at programming, sure I get all those codes and stuff.. but I don't really know how anything really works, NOR can I think of any possible solution for a problem given (had those kind of hands-on works back in high school) why? BECAUSE I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, I don't even know why I'm even alive, I don't have any plans -any goals or dreams in life, I only go with the flow without knowing anything really -I'm one really stupid person with no direction whatsoever in life and that life is so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was another night I had to spend crying my heart out and felt so alone, yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113347898369484290?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113347898369484290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113347898369484290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113347898369484290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113347898369484290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-do-i-even-bother.html' title='Why do I even bother?'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113322517215536822</id><published>2005-11-29T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:13:19.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After HOURS of hard work x_X</title><content type='html'>...the result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Others/v6header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Others/v6header.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Others/Subaru1024x768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Stuff/Subaru1024x768.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah!! (click, click XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still gonna ask sis if that's okay to be uploaded in her webbie~ I forgot to upload the 800x600 one last night, I left it in my bro's comp o_O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After months of leaving my Xanga unchanged~ it finally has a new look XD I'll attempt to make icons and avvies this coming weekend :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113322517215536822?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113322517215536822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113322517215536822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113322517215536822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113322517215536822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/11/after-hours-of-hard-work-xx.html' title='After HOURS of hard work x_X'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113282773809677268</id><published>2005-11-24T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T08:42:20.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Azure Skies!</title><content type='html'>I linked meh sis' webbie here in meh blog :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do visit! it's a graphic resource website.. though it's still a bit new so it only has a few images ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&gt;&gt; www.azure-skies.com &lt;&lt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113282773809677268?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113282773809677268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113282773809677268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113282773809677268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113282773809677268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/11/azure-skies.html' title='Azure Skies!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113229106893366937</id><published>2005-11-18T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T13:17:48.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No sense of direction.</title><content type='html'>I feel kinda weird nowadays, I sort off lost my purpose for living and I don't exactly have a direction in life o.O; no goal, no dream -nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My college life had actually helped me realize that, and it made me think about it more often, I'm having trouble with tuition (well, actually it's my parents) because of my expensive college tuition, I don't think they can think of other expenses anymore (possible trips to abroad or to other regions in the country) buying new computer parts (our computers are going wacko now o_o;) or even a new item.. like an iPod or something... and I'm really annoyed at that fact, I'm trying to gun for a scholarship.. but I  don't exactly think I can and I don't really have time to even try to join the school's varsity team. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a course I don't think I'll like or even be successful in (BSBA major in Computer Application) I sak at programming, I really do, how can I be so sure of that you ask? I had programming lessons in our computer subject back in high school and I almost flunked it, I wonder how I'll even pass when I start taking my majors. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no social life outside the net -well, pretty much nothing since I've gotten too used to not going out or mingling with other people I don't know much, partly my parents fault and partly mine. It's like, "We're friends right?" "Ofcourse we are!" then when the term's done, the person goes bye bye like he/she never existed or even entered your life at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113229106893366937?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113229106893366937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113229106893366937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113229106893366937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113229106893366937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-sense-of-direction.html' title='No sense of direction.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113228876746759966</id><published>2005-11-18T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T18:35:28.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;FONT Face="verdana,sans-serif" Size="1"&gt;&lt;B&gt;I am 26% evil.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a HREF="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" Target="_"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Others/ducky.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 3m20px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Others/ducky.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT Face="verdana,sans-serif" Size="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to stay away from evil deeds but succumb to temptation every once in a while. I'm not quite on my way to hell but I certainly have some explaining to do.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;FONT Face="verdana,sans-serif" Size="1"&gt;&lt;a HREF="http://www.hilowitz.com/john/test/evil.html" Target="_"&gt;Are you evil?&lt;/A&gt; find out at &lt;a HREF="http://www.hilowitz.com" Target="_"&gt;Hilowitz.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113228876746759966?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113228876746759966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113228876746759966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113228876746759966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113228876746759966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/11/random-quiz.html' title='Random Quiz'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-113060191770400664</id><published>2005-10-29T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T00:18:47.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life, and all the crap in between.</title><content type='html'>It's really depressing when bad things happen to you consecutively then you suddenly feel so down or angry, and you need someone to talk to.. you pick up your phone and see loads of names and numbers, you browse through it and suddenly realize there's no one there you can talk to about how your feeling, about how angry or down you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end, you suddenly realize that you're all alone again, there's no one around for you.. then you keep all these bad feelings inside of you like you always had for the past.. what.. 3-4 years? You tried reading a portion of a novel you're finishing to distract your mind.. but the feeling won't go away, it's still there.. and your chest feels heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to sleep, right now. It's almost midnight and you need to wake up early tomorrow morning because you have a trip with your family to a mountain or something.. but you can't because of all these thoughts keep haunting your mind, and the bad feelings are kept inside your heart, so many bad feelings that you feel that your heart is going to explode right then and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've cried your heart out the past year, on this same night.. because you're reminded of some guy and a bad "relationship" between the two of you that you've hoped to still have a chance, but didn't.. because you were already out of the picture, he was moving on.. and you weren't. Hearts broken, feelings hurt.. and you end up crying because of regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, there's no one there for you, when you need someone the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I just want to cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-113060191770400664?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/113060191770400664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=113060191770400664' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113060191770400664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/113060191770400664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/10/life-and-all-crap-in-between.html' title='Life, and all the crap in between.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112920318029355062</id><published>2005-10-13T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:40:21.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe it!</title><content type='html'>A girl (probably around my age or 2-3 years older) just lost her cellphone almost infront of me earlier today, when I was about to cross the street towards the LRT station en route to Monumento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was alot of people walking here and there since it was dismissal (for most students), then I saw this girl with her big blue backpack.. and noticed that a guy, wearing a red and white cap, was holding onto the front pocket. At first I thought that she probably knew the guy, but when I looked closer I noticed that the front pocket's zipper was open.. and the guy's hand was inside and then when he took out his hand, I saw a cellphone.. I think the girl noticed that something or someone was touching her bag, she turned around and the guy quickly hid the phone behind him, and when the girl checked her bag, the guy quickly ran away.. I didn't know what happened after that because I crossed the street, though I did see the guy run past me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really freaky to witness that, and at the same time frustrating.. and when I went up the LRT station and was already waiting for the train, I can't help myself but keep thinking what would happen if I noticed sooner.. and helped the girl?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112920318029355062?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112920318029355062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112920318029355062' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112920318029355062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112920318029355062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cant-believe-it.html' title='I can&apos;t believe it!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112886637992611354</id><published>2005-10-09T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T21:59:39.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zomg</title><content type='html'>My brother just graduated from college yesterday, it's still hard to believe o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's... he's... officially... unemployed O_O&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112834601023536207</id><published>2005-10-03T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T21:26:50.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Rant &gt;_&lt;;;</title><content type='html'>I'm really pissed of at my life right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish that I'm already a graduating student in college so I can get a job and move the hell out of this place -_____-;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112834601023536207?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112834601023536207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112834601023536207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112834601023536207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112834601023536207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/10/random-rant.html' title='Random Rant &gt;_&lt;;;'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112823932154615849</id><published>2005-10-02T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T15:48:41.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shadow Circle enters hibernation.</title><content type='html'>When I first heard of the news, it really surprised me.. I never thought that Shadow Circle would ever enter guild hibernation o_O; ah well, every one deserves a break ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wonder.. what the hell will I do in RO now o_o after staying in 1 guild for almost 2 years (methinks) I don't know if I could even join another guild, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I guess I'll just focus on my studies and not bother sieging anymore. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112823932154615849?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112823932154615849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112823932154615849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112823932154615849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112823932154615849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/10/shadow-circle-enters-hibernation.html' title='Shadow Circle enters hibernation.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112764991510294966</id><published>2005-09-25T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T20:05:15.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Quizzies o_O</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Are In Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/rose.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give completely and unconditionally in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need your space and privacy. You don't like to be smothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howareyouinlovequiz/"&gt;How Are You In Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/thoughtful.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger.&lt;br /&gt;You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause.&lt;br /&gt;You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you!&lt;br /&gt;A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/"&gt;What's Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112764991510294966?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112764991510294966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112764991510294966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112764991510294966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112764991510294966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/09/random-quizzies-oo.html' title='Random Quizzies o_O'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112763893728718853</id><published>2005-09-25T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T17:04:28.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I really get pissed off at myself.</title><content type='html'>Whenever I need something done, like an essay or something, I can't think of anything to write, or how to do it before I see someone else's work (ex. classmate's assignment) before I can start on mine.. it's really really really really realllllllllllyyyyy annoying &gt;_&lt; It's like I don't have anything of my own that I can work with, the things I do aren't original at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't even finish a blasted assignment, how on earth can I finish my fanfic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so frustrating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112763893728718853?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112763893728718853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112763893728718853' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112763893728718853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112763893728718853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/09/sometimes-i-really-get-pissed-off-at.html' title='Sometimes I really get pissed off at myself.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112591895813273283</id><published>2005-09-05T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T19:47:02.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>islash oh em geee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Vertigo/Vertigo023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v127/mitski/Vertigo/Vertigo023.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to share XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112591895813273283?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112591895813273283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112591895813273283' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112591895813273283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112591895813273283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/09/islash-oh-em-geee.html' title='islash oh em geee!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112547246019372167</id><published>2005-08-31T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T15:14:20.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close, yet so far.</title><content type='html'>I went to school earlier to get my course cards, and my grades were really satisfactory for me (My grades were 2, 2.5, 2.5, 3, 3, 3.5 -4 being the highest) though what depressed me was the fact that my grades weren't enough for me to be included in the dean's list, that 2 really pulled my grades down &gt;_&lt; I was really hoping (from the start - before 1st day) that I would get high grades and get included in the dean's list so I can atleast show my dad that I'm taking my studies seriously now, unlike before... when I was happy go lucky with everything during my high school days, when I was contented with a 75 for my grade (the lowest passing mark). I atleast would want to achieve something, so that I would be able to earn my parents' respect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really annoying when something is already right infront of you, but it slips away because of a mistake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112547246019372167?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112547246019372167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112547246019372167' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112547246019372167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112547246019372167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-close-yet-so-far.html' title='So close, yet so far.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112506776167866258</id><published>2005-08-26T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T22:49:21.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut!</title><content type='html'>I had a haircut just earlier, and my hair ended up being too short O_O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it'll eventually grow back again anyway XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad or write something, I don't know why, but I'm really itching to read or write whatever... if not those two, I'm itching to play DotA! @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112506776167866258?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112506776167866258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112506776167866258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112506776167866258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112506776167866258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/haircut.html' title='Haircut!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112494840495730298</id><published>2005-08-25T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T13:40:04.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap.</title><content type='html'>I finished reading the book last night, and I never even intended to finish it right away! damn, I was supposed to finish that after my final exams (which is 2 days away) I never noticed that I read roughly around... 30-40 pages I think, and I ended up sleeping around 1.30 AM! @_@ I'm running out of stuff to read! T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112494840495730298?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112494840495730298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112494840495730298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112494840495730298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112494840495730298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/crap.html' title='Crap.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112479648249052053</id><published>2005-08-23T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T19:34:11.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom.</title><content type='html'>I didn't have classes today since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I already passed my final project for my Comski class yesterday and my prof said the people who passed their projects yesterday wouldn't have to come to class today.&lt;br /&gt;2. My professor in History class went to China, we finished everything (including exams) last week.&lt;br /&gt;3. We convinced our Algeb professor to not have classes today since her class is the only class that we're going to attend to for this day, and she agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't have much to day, I woke up around.. 10 in the morning, washed myself and ate breakfast.. then later on my brother told me to install Warcraft III and the Frozen Throne expansion in our other computer, so I did. When I was done we played Diablo in Warcraft III via LAN.. we played for around 4hrs, before we were able to finish @_@ He had to go to school afterwards to pass something.. and now I'm home alone again O_o not that I mind, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just plain bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112479648249052053?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112479648249052053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112479648249052053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112479648249052053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112479648249052053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/boredom.html' title='Boredom.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112459493033431713</id><published>2005-08-21T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T11:28:50.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala~</title><content type='html'>Currently typing my concept paper that needs to be passed tomorrow o.O; I really can't believe 10% of my college life is almost done, haha, the 1st term's ending... and our finals start on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I do well in my exams, I can't afford grades that are below 2 &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112459493033431713?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112459493033431713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112459493033431713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112459493033431713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112459493033431713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/lalala.html' title='Lalala~'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112454954466517186</id><published>2005-08-20T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T22:52:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>I just happened to pass by Nanashi's (*cough*dead*cough*) forum and read through the old RP I participated in.. I want to write again, a different story this time.. darn, it's really annoying when you can't focus on one thing and keep doing other things ~_~; ah well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112454954466517186?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112454954466517186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112454954466517186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112454954466517186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112454954466517186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112445948868876594</id><published>2005-08-19T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:51:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>I finished the edits on my page thanks to lizzie's help ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm writing the next chapter for my 3 year old fic at ff.net. honestly, I find it surprising that I actually thought of an ending for that fic of mine, when I had writers block that lasted &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ages&lt;/span&gt; when I was still working on that fic XD I'm planning on finishing that chapter by the end of the month, or sometime mid September.. ah well, but for now... I'm gonna postpone writing the next chapter and finish reading my new book! &gt;:) (refer to my previous entry :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112445948868876594?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112445948868876594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112445948868876594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112445948868876594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112445948868876594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112444686648968922</id><published>2005-08-19T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T18:21:06.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy! *-*</title><content type='html'>Mom bought the book I wanted when we went to the bookstore last night~! weeee~! finally! I have something that I could read again!!!! I've been dying to read a good book *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the book is Sophie Kinsella's "Confessions of a Shopaholic" I started reading this morning in between class, and I've managed to reach chapter 5 XD mwahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need to do is to find some plastic and cover this book, the cover will get ruined if I keep it inside my bag without any plastic cover &gt;_&gt; some edges are already ruined T_T ah well, I can't wait to find out what happens next *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are next week.. gotta study hard to get a high grade! ^-^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112444686648968922?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112444686648968922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112444686648968922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112444686648968922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112444686648968922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy.html' title='Happy! *-*'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112437840990743119</id><published>2005-08-18T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T23:30:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Head.. aches... so bad.. x_X</title><content type='html'>Gawd, I'm dead tired.. tried looking through the html codes.. and it gave me one heck of a headache @_@ I really shouldn't stop tingling with html codes, or else I'll have a really hard time learning things all over again.. like now for example &gt;_&lt;;; And to think my course is related to computer programming o_o;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a feeling that I'm going to get one hell of a headache when I wake up first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well &lt;_&lt;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112437840990743119?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112437840990743119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112437840990743119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112437840990743119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112437840990743119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/head-aches-so-bad-xx.html' title='Head.. aches... so bad.. x_X'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112432318146789428</id><published>2005-08-18T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T07:59:41.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I'll figure out how to edit this whole page next time, for now.. I really need to focus on my studies.. my finals are next week! waah!! X_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll prolly make a wallpaper for this place... just gotta look for some images that I can use o.O;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm running late for class.. I'll be back sometime soon.. ciao ! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112432318146789428?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112432318146789428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112432318146789428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112432318146789428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112432318146789428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15504458.post-112426289893999162</id><published>2005-08-17T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T15:14:58.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeee~</title><content type='html'>I'm bored, so I decided to make another blog.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15504458-112426289893999162?l=apieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/feeds/112426289893999162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15504458&amp;postID=112426289893999162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112426289893999162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15504458/posts/default/112426289893999162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apieces.blogspot.com/2005/08/weeee.html' title='Weeee~'/><author><name>Mitski</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16327531227297962626</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qt2RKZY9c3o/Te9pndY9SXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JQAFxWuV9bA/s220/15462.png'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
