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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 10:13:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>subject</title>
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  <description>just bought headphones. it&apos;s awesome, total (ear) surround sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;IF YOU WANT TO HEAR SILENCE, LISTEN TO NOISE.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WANT TO LISTEN TO NOISE, HEAR SOME SILENCE.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it.&lt;br /&gt;tell me if you get it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Mar 2007 01:02:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>watch THE WICKER MAN and this is how you will feel like.........</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 13:14:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, that&apos;d be &lt;b&gt;degrading&lt;/b&gt; shit.&lt;br /&gt;sorry, shit.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Feb 2007 12:51:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dzornalj</title>
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  <description>quote of the (father&apos;s) day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cedric (to fong): sir, ingat ka&apos;yo sa chicks!&lt;br /&gt;fong: *whisper* ingat sila sa&apos;kin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 16:54:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>gone are the days of unlimitxt. the end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 01:57:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>last night, i had two dreams. hence, the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with jay and some dude that i don&apos;t know. we were sneaking up this tunnel, like, as if we we&apos;re in a video game. at the end of the tunnel, was sm north. but before the mall itself, there were bunches of packs of cigars (not cigarettes.) jay and the dude got one or two packs. i too was about to get but then a guard showed up, and we had to move in order not to get caught. we went inside the mall. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up. it was around 2 in the morning and i wanted to sleep again, so,&amp;nbsp; turned my lamp off, then shut my eyes. soon enough, i was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was grand theft auto. inside a van, was i, 2 random dudes, and brad pitt. yes, brad pitt. and, we we&apos;re being chased throughout this gotham-like village. the cops however, we&apos;re hard to lose. so, we what we did was we stopped at this mansion-y area, went out of the van, brought out or guns, went up the steps (like that of UP) and shot the cops. unfortunately, and quite oddly, there was an infinite number of cops. and i realized, the 2 random dudes and brad pitt weren&apos;t there around anymore. in desperation, i fought through the barrage of cops and police (is there a differenece between the two) and lept over the 20-feet brick wall which i was sure the cops won&apos;t be able to overcome. the othe side of the wall was, however, remote from how the gotham-y area was. the other side of the wall was, like, experiencing autumn: there were trees of falling orange and red leaves. and, there was a band playing there. it had a drummer, a bassist, a keyboardist, a trumpeter, a saxophonist, and a flute player....which was brad pitt. i was, like, about to get ballistic on him, but then i saw this acoustic guitar resting on it&apos;s stand of color darkwood brown. interested and somewhat perplexed, i picked it up, and joined in the band&apos;s tune. all of us then played facing that brick wall. btw, the band was playing without any sound even before and after i joined. all i knew was, they we&apos;re playing a tune, so, i joined. the end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Jan 2007 08:06:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poop</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;recently, i&apos;ve been trying to find myself in a(ny) situation where in i&apos;m the &lt;em&gt;bida. &lt;/em&gt;it never happens, though.&amp;nbsp;well, maybe in my songs. i&apos;m&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;contra-bida. &lt;/em&gt;but really,&amp;nbsp;i&apos;ve lost&amp;nbsp;my &quot;mojo.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and lately, i&apos;m been acting like an electron,&amp;nbsp;sincerely negative. wow. how dandylion! toodles.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2007 05:29:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; don&apos;t worry, i shaln&apos;t waste your time with my &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;new year&apos;s resolutions&lt;/b&gt; and/or my &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;past year&apos;s contemplations&lt;/b&gt;. there’s nothing wrong with that, of course. &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;worldpeace&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;on new year&apos;s eve i realized that if someone were to light firecrackers on a &lt;b&gt;non-new-year&apos;s-eve&lt;/b&gt; or on a &lt;b&gt;day-near-new-year&apos;s-eve-wherein-people-have-forgot-to-or-are-just-eagerlight-their-fireworks-on-new-year-so-they-light-them-a-day-or-two-or-more-late&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...anyway, if someone were to do that, he would probably seem like a fool/idiot/dumbass/asshole/whateverchevur. new year&apos;s eve is just an excuse to spend tons and tons of money on fireworks/firecrackers which render themselves useless in less than a minute. let&apos;s make a list of items and there duration of use.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;shirt&lt;/b&gt; - 1 year&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;cellphone&lt;/b&gt; - 3 years. for some rich people, 1 month.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;ballpen&lt;/b&gt; - 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;guitar strings&lt;/b&gt; - 1 or 2 months&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;watusi &lt;/b&gt;- 15 seconds...WTF?! ö mygallygeedapeepeeisweewee-ing!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; there are, of course fireworks/firecrackers which last longer than this. but do they &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;satisfy hunger&lt;/b&gt;? do they &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;quench thirst&lt;/b&gt;? do they &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;automatically&lt;/b&gt; wipe your butt after taking a shit?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; i&apos;m just kidding. i love fireworks and firecrackers. i enjoy the smell of the burnt gunpowder too. wohoo!! i enjoy the most how things go during new year&apos;s eve, holiday’s in general is that everyone&apos;s nice to each other and all, and there&apos;s just &lt;b&gt;happiness&lt;/b&gt; flying around -- it&apos;s color &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;yellow&lt;/b&gt; and has &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;wings&lt;/b&gt;, shaped like a &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;cat&lt;/b&gt; with &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;cute white leggigs&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;why can&apos;t everyday be a holiday? hmm. i guess if everyday was a holiday, it would cancel out, eventually. i guess, the most that i can do is settle with these occasions which are real few per year, where people have an excuse to &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;smile&lt;/b&gt;, where people have an excuse to say &lt;b&gt;i love you&lt;/b&gt; to their friends and loved ones without much silly &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;senseless akwardness&lt;/b&gt;, wherein people tell the &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;truth&lt;/b&gt;, wherein people are &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;kind&lt;/b&gt; to each other. because, hey, we all know how &lt;b&gt;wrong&lt;/b&gt; it is to smile on &lt;b&gt;January 23&lt;/b&gt;, and how &lt;b&gt;bad&lt;/b&gt; it is to tell your friends how much you love them on &lt;b&gt;June 3&lt;/b&gt;. anyway, i fooled ya! i &lt;b style=&quot;&quot;&gt;did&lt;/b&gt; write some cheesy shit. love the love.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 09:25:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Cyberspace Post (Of No Value)</title>
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  <description>,finished another song. i shall give it an emo title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;e&apos;mo ti&apos;tle&apos; &lt;/b&gt;n. &lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; a title which comprises of many words that aren&apos;t necessarily found in the song&apos;s lyrics; they are unusually long and sometimes contain parenthesis &apos;cause its emo to do so (e.g. Cute Without The E (Cut From The Team.) ). &lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; random words/phrases which only the writer shall understand (e.g. Number Five With A Bullet.)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall name it... &quot;First But Not (Now Wished) Last&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dandee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i doubt ill record it. sorry fans. bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. what does &apos;P.S.&apos; mean?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 00:39:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>physics 71.1..........sabi niya subject eh</title>
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  <description>antagal ko nang hindi nag-update. kung hindi ako napaalala ng friend ko na there&apos;s such a thing as livejournal&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;nga pala, wala na...kawawa na fans ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i want too share something. my dad goes to nearby asian countries as part of his job. it&apos;s cool &apos;cause he gets to see foreign cultures and such. one thing he learned was that...vietnamese people put sugar into their ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap, wala akong masulat.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Nov 2006 21:39:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>im pissed</title>
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  <description>you never helped me on anything before, when you were just a simple bystander. quite sad, considering who you&apos;re supposed to be. but, im fine with that. i can&apos;t help it if you&apos;re an asshole. but please, don&apos;t be a dick and ruin everything that i&apos;m trying to be build right now. what i have right now, is all mine: created and flourished by me. so, you have no right to snoop into them. simple ethics. and, don&apos;t dare use you&apos;re position as an excuse to do so. you never exercised that before, why would it be any different now? if i commit mistakes, i&apos;ll learn from them. just go do your thing. thanks, but no thanks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 12:17:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>milenyo = sucks</title>
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  <description>Name:&lt;br /&gt;Date:&lt;br /&gt;Subject and Section:&lt;br /&gt;Student Number:&lt;br /&gt;Degree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Multiple Choice. Choose the letter of the best answer. (1 pt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Cedric has no electricity.&lt;br /&gt;B. Cedric has&amp;nbsp;barely any&amp;nbsp;water.&lt;br /&gt;C. Cedric has a broken phone line.&lt;br /&gt;D. Cedric has messed up signals.&lt;br /&gt;E. All of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;A loser is not someone who fails, but someone who gives up.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m in netopia right now, in case&amp;nbsp;any of you are&amp;nbsp;wondering..</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 10:36:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>at the dinner table with my family..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; youngest brother:&lt;/strong&gt; mom, is there school tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mother: &lt;/strong&gt;we&apos;ll see..&lt;br /&gt; *silence*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youngest brother:&lt;/strong&gt; well, i hope there&apos;s no tornado on friday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sister: &lt;/strong&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;mom:&lt;/strong&gt; pupunta sila kanila timmy (my cousin) eh.&lt;br /&gt; *silence*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; youngest brother: &lt;/strong&gt;i&apos;m gonna bring my shoes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Sep 2006 14:14:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i recently found that cd junie burned for neiman. i remember that cd, nbc was in junie&apos;s house and we just finished playing dota then. neiman asked us to burn him a cd of random stuff. we said, &quot;sure.&quot; bym and junie were like &quot;put this, put that&quot; and i&apos;m like---in my head---&quot;what&apos;s &apos;this?&apos; what&apos;s &apos;that?&apos;.&quot; so during the process, i was probably as clueless as neiman. lesson learned: when you do not know what&apos;s happening, put on a serious face and just nod every once in a while while looking at the source of commotion; in my case, the pc. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cd contained:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;the killers - mr. brightside,&lt;br /&gt; bowling for soup - girl all the bad guys want,&lt;br /&gt; my chemical romance - i&apos;m not okay (i promise),&lt;br /&gt; yesterday&apos;s rising - my body is like a metaphor,&lt;br /&gt; matchbox romance - my eyes burn,&lt;br /&gt;senses fail - bloody romance,&lt;br /&gt;jimmy eat world - the middle,&lt;br /&gt; and many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by that cd, i&apos;ve been inspired to share music.. thanks bym and junie!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 22:32:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>may couple na nagd-date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: San tayo?&lt;br /&gt;BF: Punta tayo sa dilim..&lt;br /&gt;GF: Ha?&lt;br /&gt;BF: Trust me..&lt;br /&gt;GF: Okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag-abot sa dilim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF: Bakit naghuhubad ka?&lt;br /&gt;BF: Relax ka lang..&lt;br /&gt;GF: Maghuhubad din ba ako?&lt;br /&gt;BF: Ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BF: Tatae ka din ba?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Sep 2006 23:50:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>CUTS in MATH 17: 9/12&lt;br /&gt;CUTS in ENG 11: 2/6&lt;br /&gt;CUTS in ARCHAEO 2: 1/6&lt;br /&gt;CUTS in ENG 12: 1/6&lt;br /&gt;CUTS in MS 1: 1/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m like a scissors.. meow!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 17 Sep 2006 10:12:28 GMT</pubDate>
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