<?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-5982037907351668027</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:54:08.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tongue-tied</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jairah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12133072815374734714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982037907351668027.post-1161854577001701947</id><published>2008-03-19T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T09:29:15.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fweeendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over. It's like the friendship i had with my &lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-est and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;CLOSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-st friends at School. T'was my first time to have such an intimate friendship like that. Firmly believing, no one can ever lose my comradship with &lt;strong&gt;karen, chantel, paola, and vic&lt;/strong&gt;. hmmmm and even to the other folks out there. They've made such a difference to my life. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;uniquely different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I know what you're thinking! @_@ don't force me to screw it anymore. I'm sure it will take hours for you to read it if i tell it precisely. You have no idea what is like when i met them. hmm that's why I thank the Lord for them. They can see me and my life so clear because it's not their hearts all tangled up in it. hmm poorly how it seems that as we part, the bonding moments i've used to have with them will be turncated. oh so sadness. :(( hmm and my heart sings, full of sadness--the shadows lengthen. :( there's only one thing I want to know, &lt;strong&gt;Ka&lt;/strong&gt;. wahh.. I don't know why. why why why?? i missed you a lot. I just really missed you a lot. I know you know why I am like this and I hope I know why u are like that. I don't know what's between us. It's like oceans that come between us. ahm just, just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tampo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've just noticed your hostility towards him. I ought to have guessed you were friends, or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;more than friends. Anyway, I love you all. You're all the best things that has happened to my life. Some people say that they can't live without friends, for me, I can can live even without friends, but i just don't want to. It seems to me that trying to live without friends is like milking a bear to get cream for your morning coffee. It is a whole lot of trouble, and then not worth much after you get it. hmmm I just want to say a big thanks for making my school years at Seed super blast and for being parts of my unwritten story. Sorry for my shortcomings and never-ending dramas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982037907351668027-1161854577001701947?l=shawty-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1161854577001701947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5982037907351668027&amp;postID=1161854577001701947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/1161854577001701947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/1161854577001701947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/2008/03/fweeendship.html' title='fweeendship'/><author><name>jairah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12133072815374734714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982037907351668027.post-6244066293056240083</id><published>2007-12-12T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T03:44:50.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Last night, I kept on thinking about money. I am repenting from being so &lt;em&gt;magastos &lt;/em&gt;whenever I have my allowance and now I'm getting short (in terms of money) for myself. It's almost Christmas and I still don't have any gifts for my fbest riends and pals. ah gaaaahhh.... I don't wanna waste this last Christmas being with them. So I have to do something in able to get money.. I can't  even get extra allowances from my parents. I'm a ninety-nine point five percent sure that they won't give me anything even to the last dread.. ahhhh gaahhh.. eventually, my dad gave me money a while ago. I really got astonished. Very surprised! hahah thanks God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982037907351668027-6244066293056240083?l=shawty-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/6244066293056240083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5982037907351668027&amp;postID=6244066293056240083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/6244066293056240083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/6244066293056240083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/2007/12/short.html' title='Short'/><author><name>jairah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12133072815374734714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982037907351668027.post-1969906389096848175</id><published>2007-12-11T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T07:16:35.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flunked exam</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yuh. yuh. yuh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What will i expect for another trime?! unanswered recetations? fair quizzes? high seatworks? and high assignments? They are so deranged, aren't they? You know what, I am such a stupid person, who keeps on teeling myself that I'm going to give my very best in every paper, then it is just resulting into a frustrating one. ahhh dull! silly! arrogant! Those words are such fibbed ones. ahhhh What is wrong with me? Even me, I can't really understand it. Family problems? naa not much. Religion in the commune? naaaa never.  Langour, slothiness? yeah! yes! that's the word. Screwed it at last.. I'm getting lazy, ayt? maybe just because it's already the last year in my high school life, and it's now alright for me to loose myself up.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOOSEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;! ah whopper! I knew myself, and I'm not that exact person I'm thinking of. hupf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know that I make no secret of the fact that I would rather lie on a sofa than sweep beneath it, but I have to be efficient if i'm going to be lazy. So, loosing up? NO. A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;! Definitely NO! I will still make something much better than what i have expected before. I will prove to myself that I can bring myself back.. and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WANT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MYSELF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BACK!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982037907351668027-1969906389096848175?l=shawty-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1969906389096848175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5982037907351668027&amp;postID=1969906389096848175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/1969906389096848175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/1969906389096848175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/2007/12/flunked-exam.html' title='flunked exam'/><author><name>jairah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12133072815374734714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5982037907351668027.post-1580658528445545132</id><published>2007-12-10T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T02:14:57.905-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last try blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is my third time around to construct a blog, and finally, I made it.. I got really, really pissed with my former attempts. i don't know why am i so really dogged in constructing one. Maybe, it just took me too long before i get into, including..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;making long and complicated url&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just accessed to internet recently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;creating at least 8 characters of own password, and i'm doing non sense words to make it stronger enough for its availability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;making new y a h o o addresses, and weren't always accepted, therefore i used my father's id&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha funny how it seems, ryt?! it's all caused by my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S T U P I D I T Y &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;huuppff!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5982037907351668027-1580658528445545132?l=shawty-kisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/feeds/1580658528445545132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5982037907351668027&amp;postID=1580658528445545132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/1580658528445545132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5982037907351668027/posts/default/1580658528445545132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shawty-kisses.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-try-blog_10.html' title='Last try blog'/><author><name>jairah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12133072815374734714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
