<?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-10167563</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:13:42.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Üºconfessions of a shopaholicºÜ</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167563.post-112417028992039806</id><published>2005-08-15T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:31:29.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WHOOPS. 3 months pala..so sorry :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-112417028992039806?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/112417028992039806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=112417028992039806' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/112417028992039806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/112417028992039806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/08/whoops.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167563.post-112417010891928955</id><published>2005-08-15T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:28:28.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;there! its my first time to update after uh....i dont know 5 months? a LOT of things happend during those 5 months duh. and i dont have the energy to write it all down so check out my multiply. check out the links! tag if you want :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-112417010891928955?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/112417010891928955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=112417010891928955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/112417010891928955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/112417010891928955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally.html' title='FINALLY!'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111873965825282472</id><published>2005-06-14T01:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T02:00:58.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;JUST BE YOUSELF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHY CANT YOU BE MORE SIMPLE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2 phrases leading to opposite directions. those phrases haunt me with every single move i make. whenever i shop for shoes, clothes, earrings, jeans, skirts, pencils, erasers, notebooks.... (agh whats wrong with me???) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;im all jumbled up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i want to be a witch!! or a vampire... :) i find em cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111873965825282472?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111873965825282472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111873965825282472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111873965825282472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111873965825282472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-be-youself.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111873963285216600</id><published>2005-06-14T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T02:00:32.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHY CANT YOU BE MORE SIMPLE?&lt;br /&gt;JUST BE YOUSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 phrases leading to opposite directions. those phrases haunt me with every single move i make. whenever i shop for shoes, clothes, earrings, jeans, skirts, pencils, erasers, notebooks.... (agh whats wrong with me???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im all jumbled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a witch!! or a vampire... :) i find em cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111873963285216600?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111873963285216600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111873963285216600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111873963285216600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111873963285216600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/why-cant-you-be-more-simple-just-be.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111873814348889434</id><published>2005-06-14T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T01:35:43.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ack..first day of school tomorrow.. *JOY....sigh...goodbye summer :( 2005---&gt; saddest year ever.. hoping for a better year next year (huh???) i cant wait to see my friendssss.. and friday after school...lets go out! :) k, ill update this tomorrow.. or some other day.. bye freaks (pls dont take it seriously, love you!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*weird ako eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111873814348889434?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111873814348889434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111873814348889434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111873814348889434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111873814348889434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/saddest-year-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111857271326182424</id><published>2005-06-12T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T03:38:33.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;went to eastwood 2 days ago..(nail tropics) and i went to eastwood again yesterday with phil, nikka and alex..A LOT LIKe LOVE!!! ASHTON KUTCHER..sigh...:) and we celebrated the birthday of my sister awhile ago....yay, my dad made it..and he sent my sister flowers! guess i misjudged my daddy...haha.. my sister and i had a fight yesterday..haha..and i said really mean stuff to her.. my dad said..."phippa dont call your sister those names pagtiyagan mo na because she's sick...." haha..thanks can i tell her that? hahah!! i want to go to the states with my dad and SHOP THERE TILL I DROP DEAD! yikes.. 3 more days of summer...ack! i am 50%excited and 50%tinatamad...i really dont like it when people insert Hs sa names nila.. and sa ibang words na dapat naman walang H..its annoying..and the you-me language (nasan you? dito na me.) .. and the making (insert tagalog verb here) language..as in yung LAGIng ganon..tapos serioso pa sila.. yung mga ganon panggago lang eh :)) like when youre bored/you just want to laugh. and i saw this from some persons blog..: "grrr..nakaka bwxct talaga.." hahahah!! bwxct?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;ok ok finish na me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i have to make tapos this one na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;grr my throat is making paos my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nakaka-bwxct!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;nyahah..im BORED eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111857271326182424?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111857271326182424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111857271326182424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111857271326182424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111857271326182424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/went-to-eastwood-2-days-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111833069387148656</id><published>2005-06-09T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T08:24:53.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tues: went out with kate and shelly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;wed:went out with my sister and my mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;thurs: i have to sleep in our guestroom...grrr... the blinds in our room are out for cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;incoming!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;fri: nail salon with my sister and friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sat: happy birthday ate trish! libre libre!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sunday: bday celebration with relatives..dad i cant believe youre letting your new job get in the way of your daughter's birthday :( tsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111833069387148656?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111833069387148656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111833069387148656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111833069387148656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111833069387148656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/tues-went-out-with-kate-and-shelly.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111787719777976157</id><published>2005-06-04T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T02:26:37.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;happy birthday to my friend mike :) sorry cant go to your partaaaay (gaaahh...i badly want to go) lets go out next week with mr. hot tuna and mrs. hot headed..(just kidding!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;im currently suffering from insomnia..i woke up awhile ago, 3:00 am to go the the bathroom and after that i couldnt sleep anymore.. weird..i didnt go out today.. just swam and i tried to get a tan here by our pool..tsk..i did NOT succeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;yeahhhhy!! my friends (from 1-2) and i are gonna go out on monday..i miss them na :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;see you guys on monday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you know you love me..not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111787719777976157?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111787719777976157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111787719777976157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111787719777976157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111787719777976157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/happy-birthday-to-my-friend-mike-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111769366572726179</id><published>2005-06-01T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T23:27:45.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i have NOTHING to do today... i refuse to do anything because of my laziness.. and because of my constant laziness, im starting to gain weight. aaacckk!! we're all getting fat in this house!! my mom, my dad and us sisters. gaaah... oh yeah, for my bored friends, add my third friendster account. its my last. ill blog again next time when i have something significant to share (unlike this one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111769366572726179?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111769366572726179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111769366572726179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111769366572726179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111769366572726179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-have-nothing-to-do-today.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111751673791404442</id><published>2005-05-30T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:18:57.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forhead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, wait for the only one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill call you handsome instead of hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill call you back if you hang up on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill stay awake just to watch you sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill kiss your forehead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill show you off to my friends even if youre in your sweats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill hold your hand in front of everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;illconstantly remind you of how much i care about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and how lucky i am to have you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ill turn to my friends and tell them..."thats him.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thats more like it...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111751673791404442?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111751673791404442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111751673791404442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111751673791404442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111751673791404442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful_30.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111751250372586362</id><published>2005-05-30T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:08:23.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;aaaahh!! i have to postpone the sleepover again..but i guess its alright..i watched house of wax again yesterday with venica, abby, michelle, dan and pancho. but i was with venica most of the time..she's so tall na!!! as in.. taaaaalll... hahah.. ill blog again next time, bye! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"sometimes you forget where the heart is.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111751250372586362?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111751250372586362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111751250372586362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111751250372586362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111751250372586362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/aaaahh-i-have-to-postpone-sleepover.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111729089059289348</id><published>2005-05-28T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T07:34:50.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;grrrr, theres sumthn wrong with the computer i cant go to any multiply sites so that means i cant make that 7th grade album thing i was talkin about there (look at my previous entry) grr!! i didnt go to the festival bcause i had this etiquette lesson..hmm..my sister and i watched house of wax yesterday..ughh..im never gonna eat again!! i ate a bucket full of taco chips with garlic cream sauce, cheese and beef during the movie..ugh...bad move...the movie's so friggin gross!! we were planning to eat sa cibo after the movie for dinner.. i ended up not eating dinner because i was too damn nauseus(spell check?) because of the movie because it was so gruesome and bcause because because...i dont wanna talk about it na..hahah..lab0!! :) ill blog again tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"........&lt;strong&gt;there are many things that i would like to say to you but i dont know&lt;/strong&gt; how..coz &lt;strong&gt;maybe&lt;/strong&gt; youre gonna be the one that saves me..and after all you &lt;strong&gt;were&lt;/strong&gt; my wonderwall....."&lt;strong&gt;were.. and hopefully..will be..again? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ayun..TUMPAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111729089059289348?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111729089059289348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111729089059289348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111729089059289348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111729089059289348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/grrrr-theres-sumthn-wrong-with.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111710477462058315</id><published>2005-05-26T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T03:52:54.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;why do i have this urge to be more friendly? no, im not feeling mabait or anything i just have this &lt;strong&gt;WEIRD URGE&lt;/strong&gt;..weird..and why am i suddenly addicted to sublime??? again, weird. i added a new album (in multiply) dedicated (anak ng....dedicated?? haha) to 3 of my oldest friends: phil, nikka and alex...oldest as in pinakamatagal ok?? not oldest as in..pinakamatanda..&lt;strong&gt;IM the eldest among us 4..&lt;/strong&gt;but you didnt need to know that haha..wait ako nga ba? haha!! im just confusing myself :P tsk.. theres this certain senti song and i find it totally pathetic.. it goes like this: 'sorry didnt mean to call you but i couldnt fight it, i guess im just weak...so i surrender just to hear your voice.. i just have to see you, its just all that im askin...' i know its sorta mali mali but it kind of like that..the melody's nice though..the song just reminded me of how weak, desperate and pathetic i was before because....doot doot doot...hahah :D ok ok enough na florence...breeeeaaathe..(im weird) i dont want to go to tagaytay anymore!!! its too boring there!! i cant bowl, i cant get a tan, i cant swim i cant do anything there but fight with my parents at the dinner table..hmph.. its raining kasi and laging full ung bowling alley and billiard and etc...oh yeah i attended soccer awhile ago..the coach transfered me to a diff team bec i was too uh.. mareklamo.. but it was all good.. atleast i met some new people there.. sarah(mc) sabel(poveda) hmm.... i cant believe it!! carrie won????? &lt;strong&gt;BO'S WAAAY BETTER!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for my husband crisitano: i would gladly cook your favorite dish and i forgot the name basta its some cod fish ekek... :D im such a weirdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111710477462058315?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111710477462058315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111710477462058315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111710477462058315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111710477462058315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/why-do-i-have-this-urge-to-be-more.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111683705351438367</id><published>2005-05-23T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T01:30:53.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;for phil, alex, venica and anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry, i really cant go later to that rooster concert...aaaggghh!! i wanna watch!! :( well, have fun later and lets just go out next time...ack, lapit na pasokk!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111683705351438367?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111683705351438367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111683705351438367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111683705351438367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111683705351438367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/for-phil-alex-venica-and-anna-sorry-i.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111675797653495955</id><published>2005-05-22T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T03:32:56.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ok so i didnt blog for a few days..here's what happend......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(may 19)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i watched starwars with my sister (shangrila) that movie made me depressed..i wont see haydens adorable face anymore... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(may 20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i went out with my friends.. happy monthsary to my sister and her darling darling boyfriend robert (hahah!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(may 21-22)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;went to tagaytay with my family..twas a bit boring and sad because of the weather..grrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;check out my mulitply for picz :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111675797653495955?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111675797653495955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111675797653495955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111675797653495955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111675797653495955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok-so-i-didnt-blog-for-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111641969032535390</id><published>2005-05-18T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T05:34:50.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;just got home. went jogging awhile ago with sister tricia(parang nun) and sister tricias friend jen.. we also went to laguna before that (ayala westgrove) ack im already maiitim and my sunburn hurts but ill live.. i didnt get to swim!!!!!! because because... girls you know why *wink ill update my multiply soon so guys, drop a comment/tag! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111641969032535390?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111641969032535390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111641969032535390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111641969032535390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111641969032535390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111641910088478247</id><published>2005-05-18T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T05:25:00.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake just to watch you sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses your forhead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, wait for the only one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "...that's her." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;how IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111641910088478247?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111641910088478247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111641910088478247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111641910088478247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111641910088478247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111631898037920812</id><published>2005-05-17T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:36:20.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If there was nothing that i could say turned your back and you just walked away leaves me numb inside i think of you together is all i ever knew We moved too fast but i had no sign i would try to turn the hands of time i looked to you for a reason why the love we had passed me by And as the sun would set you would rise fall from the sky into paradise is there no light in your heart for me you´ve closed your eyes you don´t longer see There were no lies between me and you you said nothing of what you knew but there was still something in your eyes left me helpless and paralysed You could give a million reasons change the world and change the tides could not give me the secrets of your heart and of your mind in the darkness that surrounds me now there is no peace of mind your careless words undo me leave the thought of us behind.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ordinary morning-ministry of sound&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111631898037920812?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111631898037920812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111631898037920812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111631898037920812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111631898037920812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/if-there-was-nothing-that-i-could-say.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111631816721413986</id><published>2005-05-17T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T01:22:47.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm..i forgot to blog yesterday because of my uh...'cramps'.. so we just had work and the day be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fore, (sunday) we went to rockwell then edsa shang hotel for dinner.. happy birthday to my grandma she's alrady 70..check out my mulitply there---&gt; sa right side..aaaah we have camp tomorrow...ill blog again soon :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111631816721413986?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111631816721413986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111631816721413986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111631816721413986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111631816721413986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111604973261938631</id><published>2005-05-13T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:48:52.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh no.. im becoming a couch potato (again). im too tamad already!! tamad to do anything!! even the things that i enjoy doing..i didnt attend soccer awhile ago because i was too tamad.. im too tamad to go the parlor for my manicure(aahhh!!! there's really sumthn wrong with me!!!) and yesterday, we went to shangrila (i was too tamad to shop!!!!!!! WHATS WRONG WITH ME!!) and and and.. yesterday, i skipped work because i was too (fill in the blanks) _ _ _ _ _.. the word starts with a T and it ends with a D. hehe. ok ok.. i NEED to do sumthng!!! ok ok..im gonna swim later and then im gonna jog.. whew..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111604973261938631?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111604973261938631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111604973261938631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111604973261938631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111604973261938631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111589055465962617</id><published>2005-05-12T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T02:35:54.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;theyre not gonna go to switzerland anymore!!!! -------&gt;bad news!!! ill live though.. i joined soccer awhile ago but im too tamad to continue.. i should have this line trademarked---&gt;i think im gonna faint&lt;----the coach cant get enough of this line.. so my friends were here yesterday..just chck out my multiply site (its there on the right side) if you wanna see some pics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;plans: (not including gimmicks/emergency trips to the salon/football/work/etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bonding time with my sister (hehe---&gt;SHOPPING AND SALON!!YAY!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tagaytay(not yet sure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;punta fuego(my parents are too tamad but theyre thinkin abt it yay!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;summer camp with the club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sleepover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;etc. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111589055465962617?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111589055465962617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111589055465962617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111589055465962617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111589055465962617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-im-gonna-faint-coach-cant-get.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111570626463323424</id><published>2005-05-09T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T23:24:24.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im too friggin bored so im just gonna make a shopping list (yeah, im THAT bored)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1)new havaianas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2)bikini (brown or olive green)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3)all the nice stuff that i see (haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok, so not only am i bored, im also feeling tamad right now.. obviously, look at my shopping list.. ym's starting to annoy me.. (actually the people there) i hate those people who keeps on sending grp msgs...(pa add poh sa friendster, thank you poh..) arrrghh!!!! ANNOYING ANNOYING!!! kitchie nadal sounds horrible (i saw her concert thing in araneta sa tv..rico blanco----&gt; HOTTT) she sounds ok in her videos but live? i mean, cmon, gimme a vomit bag!! hehe.. but she's really pretty :) (no offense dun sa mga kitchie fans ok? :P peace!) i might attend soccer after all.. MIGHT...im just too tamad :( aaaack... last month was just so hectic..so i guess i need a break.. i watched legally blonde yesterday.. elle was so sure that warner's the one so &lt;strong&gt;she worked really hard to make warner realize that she's good enough for him and eventually, take her back&lt;/strong&gt; but in the end, she found someone who's better and she ended up dumping warner when he finally realized that elle was and still is a great person. very inspirational. :D he's such an ass.. he thinks he's better than everyone..im talkin about warner ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its too hot :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111570626463323424?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111570626463323424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111570626463323424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111570626463323424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111570626463323424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-too-friggin-bored-so-im-just-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111561992048426130</id><published>2005-05-08T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T23:25:20.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when you left i lost a part of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;please excuse my choice of words ^above^ i just finished watching tv and i saw mariah (her video 'we belong together') awww..sad isnt it? (grrr!!!!!) yay!! my best niggas are comin over on wed and we're gonna swim here at my place.. hehe gizoogle's still stuck in my head, thats where i got the uh... ghetto(?) language. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;good news (+)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-my friends are comin over on wed (as mentioned above) i miss them already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-my parents are goin to geneva (switzerland) next week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YIPEEEE!!! YAY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its not that i dont want them around, i just miss the feelng of absolute freedom and the last time i felt that was last year..september..*sniff* memories memories...ok enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-last but not least, we're gonna go to the beach 2 weeks from now and im gonna bring some friends with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yeah i watched kingdom of heaven last week tangina (sorry) IT SUCKED!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111561992048426130?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111561992048426130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111561992048426130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111561992048426130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111561992048426130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/when-you-left-i-lost-part-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111543239267891540</id><published>2005-05-06T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T19:19:52.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its a saturday and i have NO plans of going out today.. i just want to stay home and relieve my lazy ass..im TOO tamad to go out.. ahhh somebody drag my butt out of this house!! robert and a.pam invited me to this event later but uhh..no thanks.. soccer (scond module) starts today but uhh...no thanks..hehe.. i just want to go to a peaceful place..maybe shangrila with my other sister and eat my heart out sa cibo. (yum, but im trying to forget about the hair incident) and maybe go to the spa there.. but but but..im too TAMAD...ahh!!!! maybe ill go out later when i get bored..wait, i already am bored but im also tamad too... hehe..im such a weirdo.. my mom and i are in good terms right now (hahahh!!) and i raided her unwanted makeup drawer.. (im a makeup junkie hehe) i found a ton of stuff that she didnt want mostly clinique skincare stuff, pastel makeup shades (she doesnt like pastel), mascara...and this reeeeaaally nice lotion that she doesnt use anymore (l'occitane) i have their scrub and its THE BEST. hehe.. its so hot here.. grr..the heat is making me crazy!! i watched kingdom of heaven 2 days ago..it sucked.. ill blog again later..bye!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111543239267891540?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111543239267891540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111543239267891540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111543239267891540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111543239267891540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-saturday-and-i-have-no-plans-of.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111525897537609330</id><published>2005-05-04T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:09:35.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im going crazy here.. im gonna avoid watchn mtv/myx/any music channels etc because og the stupid songs that they play... makes me reminisce about the shitty crap that i used to have, that i used to love damnit why cant i juts move on he's not all that and he's not the first one but what the heck sumthn must be wrong with me people get on with their lives but why cant i just fuckin do that??????  weeellll........ i dont know :) damnit im so pissed off right now (because) icant update my ipod right now/add songs (because) we cant download anymore (because) of the friggin virus that's why we had to delete those downloading thingies because becuase because because....blah blah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sorry..i just woke up.. ill finish this after 5 mins, i have to REALLY wake up first..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(after around 20 mins...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ok im such a weirdo.. look at what i wrote up there^ aaaahhh... i have a lot of things to doooo... i have to write an essay about myself and i have to finish this 'color your feelings project thing' for my special friend and after that im gonna go out with my friends...eastwood/power.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111525897537609330?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111525897537609330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111525897537609330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111525897537609330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111525897537609330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-going-crazy-here.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111501710586062070</id><published>2005-05-01T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T23:58:25.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i watched a walk to remember (hbo) awhile ago.. it still is one of the best movies ever for meee.. i know..im a hopeless romantic.. the movie made me reminisce about (for my friends: you know already) him..bcause it was the same movie i watched when we got home from eastwood after watchin GARFIELD..hehe..ack IM A HOPELESS ROMANTIC.. but i stepped out of the romance phase (heheh what????) months ago.. aww.. but whatever.. bahala na si (batman hahah weh just kiddin) GOD. so here i am in front of the computer feelin all senti and romantic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ever since the day you went away&lt;br /&gt;And left me lonely and cold&lt;br /&gt;My life just hasn't been the same &lt;br /&gt;When I looked into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;The moment that I let you go I just broke down &lt;br /&gt;Baby if I ever get the chance to be with you again I would sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the feelin that I feel within no other man&lt;br /&gt;Would ever make me feel so right&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to smile when I get your phone call at night&lt;br /&gt;But I'd rather have you here with me&lt;br /&gt;Right next to me&lt;br /&gt;And I miss the way you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;Im goin' crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;br /&gt;Break it down now I'll tell you what I feel&lt;br /&gt;From the moment that I met you it's been so damn real&lt;br /&gt;My heart seems to skip another beat every time we speak&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe I feel so weak&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you really need me&lt;br /&gt;And you want me&lt;br /&gt;And you miss me&lt;br /&gt;And you love me&lt;br /&gt;I'm your lady&lt;br /&gt;I'll be around waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;Put it down be the woman for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling so deep for you&lt;br /&gt;Crazy over you I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Callin' out to you&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do?&lt;br /&gt;It's true no frontin'&lt;br /&gt;It's you ain't no other&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer go on without you&lt;br /&gt;I'll just break down (down)&lt;br /&gt;I've got to let you know I feel so weak without your touch&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I could ever love a man so much&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta let you know I think that we are destiny&lt;br /&gt;For you I'd cross the world for you&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;That's right baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin' crazy&lt;br /&gt;I need to be your lady&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking lately&lt;br /&gt;That you and me, yes we can make it&lt;br /&gt;Just ride with me, roll with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(goin crazy-natalie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh god. im such a bad kid. (im now opposing to my previous entry) i always fight with my mom. tss.. im gonna move out of the house as soon as i graduate hs. (venica patira naman diyan sa bahay niyo o :P) we had our soccerfestival yesterday yeah, WE LOST. heheh.. i might enroll sa makati nxt year but i dont know am i THAT dedicated? maybe not. i might not be able to attend the second module :( i have summer camp. and after that my family and i are gonna go to tagaytay and maybe after that punta fuego.. ahhhh!!!! im darrrrrk!!! i feel like a ghetto nigger (no offense!!!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im just not used to it yet. im too tamad to go to the salon later grrrr... but i want to have my hair treated/trimmed or manicure? my nails are not long enough (grrr.) i feel so kulang..like i lack something. maybe i do know what im lacking. or who? hehe..damnit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You know, I wonder if they'll laugh when I am dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why am I fighting to live, if I'm just living to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why am I trying to see, when there aint nothing in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why am I trying to give, when no one gives me a try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Why am I dying to live, if I'm just living to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(runnin-2pac)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111501710586062070?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111501710586062070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111501710586062070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111501710586062070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111501710586062070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-watched-walk-to-remember-hbo-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111487472462780998</id><published>2005-04-30T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T08:25:24.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im such a good girl (heheh..) i got home early from ew para goodshot sa parents :) ive been doin that for the past few months and i get to extend my curfew without their knowledge (labo..its like im cheatin my parents) wooohp.. nothin much happend today i just had soccer training for our festival tomorrow and after that venica and i went to starbucks to satisfy our craving (hehe) tapos we walked home and we found a nice round santol and i spent the next hour obsessin over that silly piece of fruit which eventually became our uh.. 'soccer' ball and needless to say it got crushed. boohoo :( when i got home, i just rested and after that my sisters and went to ew at around... 7 sumthn to hang out with sina mike, robert, jb and al... we just drank and ate sa ipanema.. my sister and i got bored so we dragged jb and mike to the arcade hehe.. (pang highschool!!!!) and i tripped down the stairs of ipanema (hehe.. im a klutz!!) trish and i went home early and we left pam there sa ew. maybe theyre bored to death there by now.. hahah.. :) IM bored to death here i WANNA SH0PPPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111487472462780998?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111487472462780998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111487472462780998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111487472462780998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111487472462780998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-such-good-girl-heheh.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111476831143962572</id><published>2005-04-29T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T02:51:51.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i still cant find a nice layout in blogskins.. (shelly!! halp! btw i miss you na!! lets eat chicken nuggets again :P) im just gonna stay home today and ill just go out tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why cant i unchain myself from you? can you tell me how to do it? because you easily unchained yourself from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im tired of mending this broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tired of watching you slowly drift away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im tired of my shattered emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my innermost feelings, cant you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im tired of trying to change myself for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;denying what i feel is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;finally, im tired of falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tired, day by day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so now i realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i should pick myself up and change my ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im tired of being tired just for your sake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now from this nightmare.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;........i can wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tshhh... i wanna bowl.. :( i miss bowling!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111476831143962572?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111476831143962572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111476831143962572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111476831143962572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111476831143962572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-still-cant-find-nice-layout-in.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111434027682660213</id><published>2005-04-24T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T03:57:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;nothing much happend today. we just had the usual sunday routine: mass, lunch out, mall. we did the same thing yesterday minus the church thing. i didnt shop that much, i just bought a few items. ill shop with my sis on tues :) i didnt go to soccer awhile ago...hmm..i need a 'rest' day. atleast one rest day for each week. this is pretty weird..i used to be a couch potato and i used to eat all the nastiest food thats choc full of cholesterol last school year and i didnt gain a single fuckin pound..i started living a healthfull lifestyle early this summer (i eat salad instead of rice, i dont eat junk food anymore, i wake up early EVERYDAY for work/soccer, i swim almost everyday, i go out more often and my shopping trips are multiplying etc..) and guess what? I GAINED WEIGHT!!!!! wow. i cant even squeeze into my size 25 jeans anymore :( GRRRR... we're gonna have a garage sale and we're gonna sell the stuffies for cheap prices. we're gonna sell those original guess stuff that we never used (they still have tags) and the dresses (hehe :P) that my dad bought abroad that we never wore (i think they still have tags too) and those tiangge stuff that we never used... basta if youre interested/if your maids(hehe) are, just give me a call/ you can text me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111434027682660213?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111434027682660213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111434027682660213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111434027682660213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111434027682660213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/nothing-much-happend-today.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111408629663293943</id><published>2005-04-21T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T05:24:56.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;its never too late to change...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today's thurs..so i had soccer awhile ago.. i tripped and then mianca (special mention!) kicked the ball and guess what? she kicked it towards my face hahah!! nah im not blaming her, it was actually quite funny. cant wait to play soccer again!(saturday!) so i got home and waited for my mom to come home (so i can ask permission to go to chskies place) and i fell asleep!! sorry cheskie :P phil, venica and i are planning to go to power next week. SHOPPING YAY! me and tricia are also plannin to go to shangrila for our daily shopping trip next week YAY YAY!! she went to shang awhile ago and this fag from ricky reyes approached her and asked her to model for them. SIS, AKO NALANG!!!! he he wish ko lang :P sana sana please :D he he he.. robert (my other sisters' boyfriend) went here awhile ago..tsk dude i miss your car! he he he.. and fluffy (my pomeranian) escaped from his 'place' and i had to carry him back and his dick(sorry for bein so obscene) was so messy and it had weewee and dirt and guess what, it stained my shirt. GRRRR..bad fluffy!! another walang kwentang entry! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i can live without you but im not saying that i dont want you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111408629663293943?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111408629663293943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111408629663293943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111408629663293943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111408629663293943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-never-too-late-to-change.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111399106340787123</id><published>2005-04-20T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:57:43.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a change of heart....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i recieved my report card awhile ago..i didnt flunk/fail any subject but according to my parents, it still needs MORE effort. they know that im not good at some subjects (particularly fil and social, they use SUPER deep filipino words..waaay too deep for my brain he..he.. LABO!) as punishment, they didnt allow me to go to the moony event (sorry phil, venica, alex) but i have learned (from th uh..'special help') that anger is not the proper way to deal with these things.. instead of changing them, i should change myself.. i should be more understanding and in time, they too will inderstand me..pero..  grr.. i was looking forward to this moony thing..grr.. but theyre not gonna take away my uhh..'new' curfew (new but still a bit early) which is good i guess. i showed my dad our filipino and social studies book and he just laughed and agreed with me that the words are waaay to complex. my mom read the book, laughed and said 'i cant understand a single word here.' tsk. so theyre gonna hire a tutor for me so i can improve on filipino and social studies. sana english nalang yung social, hmph. ack i have soccer tomorrow and i still dont have the uniform/shirt. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;pls stop treating other people like dirt because youre dirt too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111399106340787123?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111399106340787123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111399106340787123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111399106340787123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111399106340787123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/change-of-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111372792395781820</id><published>2005-04-17T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T01:52:03.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;just got home from shangrila. tricia, pam and i just helped our little sis (shopping) i bought some stuff too (he he he) okay. i need 'special help' daw so im gonna get my 'special help' next week. ayyy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111372792395781820?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111372792395781820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111372792395781820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111372792395781820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111372792395781820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-got-home-from-shangrila.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111365241133540359</id><published>2005-04-16T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T04:53:31.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;thats it. ive had enough of this shit. i hate my motherfuckin parents. i hate my life. i want to kill them so badly but here's a better option, WHY NOT KILL MYSELF? huh?? so they wont have to worry about their friggin psychotic and mentally disordered daughter. they dont even know me. its a shame isnt it? THEY DONT EVEN KNOW ME. i want my own life. im not a pet. im not something that should be kept in a cage to be 'ooohed' and 'ahhed' by my stupid folks. im a human being and i BADLY WANT TO KILL MYSELF RIGHT NOW. or better yet, run away? yeah thats better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;im dead serious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111365241133540359?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111365241133540359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111365241133540359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111365241133540359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111365241133540359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/thats-it.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111364706313665818</id><published>2005-04-16T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T03:24:23.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;ack, im blind! literally.. i dont wanna wear glasses!! yay im gonna shop tomorrow.. (shopping---&gt;one of the BEST but SHORT-LIVED remedies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111364706313665818?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111364706313665818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111364706313665818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111364706313665818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111364706313665818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/one-of-best-but-short-lived-remedies.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111363188832021649</id><published>2005-04-15T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T23:11:28.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im sick.. im 100% sure that there's something wrong with me.. i solve problems usin the wrong answers (not math), i dont listen to other people anymore..its like.. when they ask me questions i just reply "i dont know".. "ewan".. "i dont know what that is".. "i dont care" even if i know what 'it' is or even if i do care.. its like.. i cracked or sumthn.. pfff... im just hiding behind my 'crazy girl attitude' facade.. what am i hiding inside? no one knows. NO ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MOONY! live in manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;date: April 23, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;time: 9:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;venue: club halo and premiere cinema THX milelong Amorsolo st. Makati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;watch with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111363188832021649?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111363188832021649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111363188832021649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111363188832021649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111363188832021649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111362983386742594</id><published>2005-04-15T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T22:37:13.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my parents are so damn strict and unfair.. my mom allowed me to go out today and my dad didnt. my dad even got mad at me.. then my mom got mad at me.. stupid idiots. you cant get mad at me because you allowed me!!!! tangina yung mga inutil na yun sana mag out of town ulit sila.. pls lang lord sana lang.. hahah.. i cant think straight anymore.. FUCK THOSE TWO PIECES OF STINKIN SHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111362983386742594?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111362983386742594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111362983386742594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111362983386742594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111362983386742594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-parents-are-so-damn-strict-and.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111356034605288191</id><published>2005-04-15T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T03:19:06.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is *STILL really moaning&lt;br /&gt;Just thinkin bout you baby&lt;br /&gt;Got me twisted into things&lt;br /&gt;And I *STILL dont know how to take it&lt;br /&gt; But its *STILL driving me so crazy&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if its right&lt;br /&gt; I'm *STILL tossin turning in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Its 5 oclock in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And I still cant sleep&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin bout your beauty it *STILL makes me&lt;br /&gt;Weak...I'm *STILL feeling hopeless at home&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do but I think I'm *STILL in love&lt;br /&gt;Baby...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 5 months but STILL... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111356034605288191?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111356034605288191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111356034605288191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111356034605288191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111356034605288191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-early-in-morning-and-my-heart-is.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111354406929491583</id><published>2005-04-14T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:47:49.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i've been so preoccupied this summer!! my FUUUULLL schedule (which consists of soccer, work and gimmicks/downtime with my friends..etc..) is NOT making me tired! it makes me even more hyperactive---&gt;much to my mom and dad's dismay (he heh heh) so.. i didnt blog yesterday..i just went out with my friends (yestereday) after soccer, we played billiards and bowling and ofcourse WE ATE...a LOT..we? or was it just me..? and phil? hahah!! just kiddn! i had work awhile ago..it was ok..hahah..the kids had a sorta...free day..(lucky kids, every friday for them is free day) im still deciding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;a)should i go out later? (eastwood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;b)or should i just swim/exercise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;grrr...whatever..i might just work out later... but i wanna go to eastwood too :( maybe tomorrow/next week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i have to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;1)get a tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;2)live a healthier lifestyle----&gt;eat healthful food and exercise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;etc.. (DONE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;3)shop, ofcourse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;4)visit the salon for my daily french mani/pedi, trim etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;5)gain weight and enlargen my small physique (enlargen as in the muscular kind, ayoko maging ,mataba!)----&gt;im also sort of...lampa(?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;6)resurrect my old hobby (baking/cooking) well it depends if i have time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i wanna watch the moony thing :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111354406929491583?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111354406929491583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111354406929491583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111354406929491583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111354406929491583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/much-to-my-mom-and-dads-dismay-he-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111327862523697641</id><published>2005-04-11T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T21:03:45.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just got home from the soccer thing (ateneo) someone told me bAD vibes daw dun nyaahah!! well ung coach medyo... hahha!! but the people there are nice.. i missed a lot because i didnt attend last sunday...so needless to say the coach sorta got mad at me... hahha!! sorry po SIR. tangina im sooo tired! i need to exercise more coz i get tired easily.. i might go out with my friends later... tsk i have work pa tomorrow..yikes! ill blog again lateah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ciao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111327862523697641?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111327862523697641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111327862523697641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111327862523697641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111327862523697641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-got-home-from-soccer-thing-ateneo.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111314692534535588</id><published>2005-04-10T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T08:28:45.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oooh... i blogged 3 times today! (translation: i had/have nothing else to do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"although it may flare up instantly, love dies with excruciating slowness. you may decide at this very moment that you are no longer in love, and your brain might understand perfectly, but the rest of you will take time to grasp this radical concept. the heart and the stomach are particularly slow to learn. and so you may be sure that the affair is over, and still feel a stabbing pain in the area of your heart when someone mentions his name. you may have exorcised him from your life, and still feel a punch in the gut when you meet him accidentally."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111314692534535588?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111314692534535588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111314692534535588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111314692534535588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111314692534535588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/oooh.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111312826798708319</id><published>2005-04-10T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T03:17:47.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MOONY! live in manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;date: April 23, 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;time: 9:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;venue: club halo and premiere cinema THX milelong Amorsolo st. Makati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I VANNA VATCH!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tickets cost 500 pesos daw :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;VATCH VIT MWEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111312826798708319?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111312826798708319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111312826798708319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111312826798708319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111312826798708319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/moony-live-in-manila-date-april-23.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111312603764756085</id><published>2005-04-10T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T02:40:37.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;summer...ooooh-la-la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ive got a lot on my mind right now (which is a good thing, hahah) like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1)my busy schedule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;mon-i have work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tues-soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wed-work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;thurs-soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;friday-work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;saturday-soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sunday-soccer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*whew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2)my report card (yikes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3)my shopping list (he he he)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4)im plannin to go out with my friends (no, not gimmicks/malling/inumans/shopping and the like) maybe punta fuego/tagaytay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5)my mom.. she thinks there's something wrong with me.. i think so too.. she used to force me to go to a psychiatrist (spell check??) and i declined a ZILLION times coz during that time, i couldnt accept the fact that i was going down(still am!)...and in a way, i was malfunctioning(?)(still am!). NOW i want to visit the psychiatrist.. he..he..he :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so far this summer has been ok...SO FAR (ha ha ha :P) we went to tagaytay, province(pangasinan) and baguio. my parents are plannin to go to hongkong with my little sisters, which is good(FREEDOM!!!). and we're planning to go to punta fuego on may.(i hope this one will push through).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we're not gonna go to bora :( my dad is WAAAAAAY to busy and my mom doesnt want to because of the uhh...the people who go there.. the people who strip on the beach..(ha ha ha)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yeah..cessa..I CHICKENED OUT SORRY :( maybe some other time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ill blog again soon!:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111312603764756085?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111312603764756085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111312603764756085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111312603764756085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111312603764756085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/summer.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111259631934791338</id><published>2005-04-03T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:31:59.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;this is a nice song.. i changed it a bit though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;Sometimes i sit at home and wonder how it be if he *still loves me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i learnedAwhile ago that kind of thing it never happens for me, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so i go around and just pretend loveIs not for me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i play the circus clown around my friends make them laugh and they wont see thatU never let them see u sweat dont want them to think the pain runs deep,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Lord knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its killing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;So i put on my make up put a smile on my face and if anyone ask me everything is ok imLaughing cuz no one knows the joke is on me cuz im dyin inside with my pride and a smile on myFace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Sometimes i sit at home by the phone hopin he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;might call me but he dont call me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but then i Realize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dreams come true arent for girls like me not like me, and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so i go around with my headUp like it aint no thing and when the boys around with all my friends im into other things cuzU never let them see u sweat dont want them to think the pain runs deep, lord knows its killingMe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Its not easy sometimes its hard to face the truth its not the life that iWould choose but what else can i do if he dont love me no if he dont want me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;im not about to Sit around let myself go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111259631934791338?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111259631934791338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111259631934791338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111259631934791338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111259631934791338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-nice-song.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111259558881195690</id><published>2005-04-03T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:19:48.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lonely..im mr. lonely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;on my own....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;some vinegar to make the wounds hurt some more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my sister and i were eating in this resto in the province and as usual i yakked on and on about him.. then she told me... "a week after you guys broke up, he told me na ang saya na wala na siyang girlfriend"...ouch huh? but not that much i guess.. because of time.. its been 5 months.. no, time didnt heal these wounds.. time made me numb.. i cant feel anymore..as of now.. no one can get me out of this misery tornado..(what??) unless its HIM. ok, ok.. why am i allowing myself to feel this way? its because i gave up.. no more facades of 'idont cares'..no more denying.. im sick of being in denial. i actually feel better now..now that i've stopped running away from my feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i went to the bathroom awhile ago because i had to check my clothes to see if our klepto maid didnt get anything.. and i also had to unpack and remove all the clutter on my btahroom counter.. while cleaning, i saw it.. the heart shaped box.. the last time i opened that box was around 3 months ago.. i took the box and placed it on my bed.. "should i open it..?" i spent 15 minutes pondering on that question.. i eventually opened the box and HIS scent greeted me after i took off the lid.. i picked up the bottle and i took a BIIIIIIG whif of his perfume.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"akala ko di ka na pupunta.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"oops sorry!! my phone's sira pa rin eh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"ok lang..you wanna walk around?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"...sure"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;MC.. JULY 30, 2004..FRIDAY..4:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the first time we met up.. :( he reeked of that perfume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i stared at all the other stuff.. the stuffed dog.. sthe garfield tickets.. the necklace....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;each one has its own story.. i know that ill cry again if i recalled those times when we were still happy.. i stared at the contents again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;then i placed the lid on top the box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;im only hurting myself some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111259558881195690?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111259558881195690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111259558881195690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111259558881195690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111259558881195690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/04/lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111208462670328567</id><published>2005-03-29T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T00:23:46.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a great time with him last night.. he was holding my hand.. and i was sitting on his lap.. he told me that he missed me so much.. we were in that exact same place where we used to hang out and talk.. it was so cold that night.. and he just wrapped his arms around me.. and told me "i'll never ever let you go.." i've waited so long for this day to come.. i missed him so much and it made me happy that he was with me last night.. we just talked.. the like we used to..i tickled him like i used to..he laid me on his lap and played with my hair like he used to... then  he looked at me and said..."why did you leave me?" i just stared at the floor..i couldnt take it anymore.. i just cried.. and he just hugged me..then i heard a faint whisper.."i love you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111208462670328567?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111208462670328567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111208462670328567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111208462670328567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111208462670328567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-had-great-time-with-him-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111197859268485802</id><published>2005-03-27T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T18:56:32.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah im CONFUUUUSED.. parang ayoko na eh! hahah!! damnit its so friggin hot here!! im gonna go out later with my.. BEST NIGas.. hahah!! got that from gizoogle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111197859268485802?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111197859268485802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111197859268485802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111197859268485802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111197859268485802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahah-im-confuuuused.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111193601298630912</id><published>2005-03-27T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T07:06:52.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is for *you.. i hope you know who you are :D pomelo..remember that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;taken from tinay's blog.. beautiful isnt it? it made me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The best lovers are those who are capable of loving from a distance, far enough to allow the other person to grow, but never too far to feel the love deep within your being. To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop to loving, it only means that you allow that person find his own happiness without expecting him to come back. Letting go is not just setting the other person free, but it is also setting yourself free from all bitterness, hatred, and anger thats kept in your heart. Do not let the bitterness rare away your strength and weaken your faith, and never allow pain to dishearten you, but rather let you grow with wisdom in bearing it. You may find peace in just loving someone from a distance not expecting anything in return. But be careful, for this can sustain life but can never give enough room for us to grow. We can all survive with just beautiful memories of the past but real peace and happiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today. There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone so nice and beautiful and we just find ourselves getting so intensely attracted to that person. This feeling soon become a part of our everyday lives and eventually consumes our thoughts and actions.  The sad part of it is when we begin to realize that this person feels nothing more for us than just friendship. We start our desperate attempt to get noticed and be closer but in the end our efforts are still unrewarded and we end up being sorry for ourselves. You don't have to forget someone you love. What you need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for yourself. Believe me, you would be better off giving that dedication and love to someone more deserving. Don't let your heart ruin your life, be sensible and let your mind speak for itself. Listen not only to your feelings but to reason as well.  Always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow: If you lose love that doesn't mean that you failed in love. Cry, if you have to, but make sure that the tears wash away the hurt and the bitterness that the past has left with you. Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray that it may be the love that will stay and last a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dear *someone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i guess i want to set myself free..from all the bitterness, anger...everything.. its pretty hard to let go because there's this something that i've been wanting tell you for a very long time already.. i miss you and.. im still not over you. im not asking for you back or anything i just want you to know how i feel. THIS is what i have been feeling for a very long time now. But i want YOU to be happy.. i want you to go where your heart takes you. i can always love you from afar... and never forget that im just here for you. i can accept the fact that im not a part of your life anymore but it just hurts me that i cant tell you the way i feel.. and not being able to tell you how i feel raises up all the hurt, bitterness and anger.. i dont want to feel that way anymore.. i want to free myself from all those bullcrap.. i dont want to be in denial anymore.. and i dont want to think ill of other people.. maybe you came to my life for a reason.. as of now, the reason is unknown.. but nevertheless, i want to thank you.. FOR REAL, THIS TIME.. maybe after this i can go on with my life peacefully. maybe you can give me a sign..or whatever...that you know.. so i can finally free myself from all this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"with a broken soul and humbled heart, i accept not defeat but FREEDOM..."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111193601298630912?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111193601298630912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111193601298630912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111193601298630912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111193601298630912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111192016549451199</id><published>2005-03-27T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T02:42:45.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;im trying to get a job..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;in my dad's office:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"dadddeeee can i work in your office please? ill do anything, scrub the toilets, mop the floors, wear the uniform of a janitress? pleeeeaase?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;REJECTED(my dad's response: NO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;mont blanc(powerplant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my dad: miss can she work here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;mont blanc person: hi sir! kamusta na po kayo? sige po! (with a hint of sarcasm and an explosion of laughter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;me: sige na, ill wipe the glass counters and clean the display window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dad and and m.b. person: LAUGHTER*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;REJECTED(ill take the laughter as a no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my dad is trying to get me a job in figaro...weh.. i will not expect anything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;they have slot daw in NAIL TROPICS and they already asked me to bring my biodata..hmm..i hope ill get a job there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WHY do i want a job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i dont want to spend the money of my parents.. i want my OWN money.. i admit, inaabuso ko na ung pagshshopping ko and paghhingi ko ng money sa parents ko..yikes.. i dont want to be a spoiled brat.. but i tend to be one sometimes..tsk.. i want to change that.. i want to earn my own money and prove to everyone that im capable of working and that im not a spoiled brat anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;*lord please i hope they hire me in nail tropics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;no need to tell you guys that im desperate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111192016549451199?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111192016549451199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111192016549451199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111192016549451199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111192016549451199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-trying-to-get-job.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111183022507608527</id><published>2005-03-26T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T01:43:45.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think i hate YOU..</title><content type='html'>dont mind that nalang ^ its a part of this song.. its kinda stuck to my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got home from tagaytay.. went there for holy week..  it was okay.. inuman with ate pam, trish, mike and robert.. played billiards with my dad.. correction: my dad showed off while i whined my head off..hahah!! i didnt go to the gym anymore.. i need to gain weight kasi eh.. i might go out with my friends on monday.. i miss you guys soooo much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear *someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 'im already over you' bullcrap is getting me nowhere..  might as well say the truth right? IM NOT YET OVER YOU... but wait.. there's more.. NO ONE CAN EVER COMPARE TO YOU.. yet.. based from my..uh.. observation and the things i went through.. they say love is sweeter the second time around but are YOU willing to try? it looks as if youre not.. it looks as if you've moved on.. i thought i did too.. you dont even talk to me anymore.. i have chosen not to fall in love again with another person because i cant settle for less.. it has to be you.. how can i love another person when YOURE the one im always thinking about? how can i move on with someone new when i keep comparing them to YOU? i know that im a nobody to you now.. a nobody in your life.. you dont talk to me anymore.. i HAVent moved on.. im just used to living with the pain.. im numb.. youre the only person who can make me feel again.. as of now.. im NUMB.. im still waiting..but im not gonna wait for you forever.. time may change the way i think about you but as of now.. THIS is how i feel..just hear me out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone can help me change the way i feel.. maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, im not depressed or anything.. im just digging these out from the pits of my mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shelly, den, kate, les, panjee: i miss you guys.. you guys are the only ones who can make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to my normal selllfff&lt;br /&gt;&gt;kate!! kiss kita sa.. ano nga ulit ung barok ng cheeks? hahah!! its supposed to be cheek dbA?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111183022507608527?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111183022507608527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111183022507608527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111183022507608527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111183022507608527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-think-i-hate-you.html' title='i think i hate YOU..'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111148791363099810</id><published>2005-03-22T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T02:38:33.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whew</title><content type='html'>just got home from th retreat [laguna] i didnt see my old friends there but i met new ones.. if ever man you see words na kulang sa E's  here [in this entry] dont mind it nalang coz sira ung E sa keyboard ko right now..i have to pound on it pa to make it work.. hmm.. about the 'pretty ex' thing.. umm.. i hope i didnt offend anyone because compliment yun.. for him..because he's really darn cute..ahahah!! i want to shar this story [kwinwnto ng priest during the retreat]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this girl.. she's pretty, sort of high-class and i dont know basta yun th average girl. she went to this party. while dancing, she slipped and fell HARD.. she died.. then th people gathered around her and they tried to revive her. NO LUCK. then they all started to pray. the girl suddenly opened her eyes and said.. "you dont need to pray for me im already in hell.." then closed her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIKESSSS!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111148791363099810?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111148791363099810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111148791363099810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111148791363099810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111148791363099810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/whew.html' title='whew'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111130531481648013</id><published>2005-03-19T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:55:14.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopshopshopshop!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yay!! laguna tomorrow then tagaytay.. im gonna play badminton with my sisters again! yippeee :D and visit the spa.. ok my sister and i are gonna shop.. ONLY THE TWO OF US.. so no distractions.. do you get what i mean? no. hahah.. im chattin with phil, anna and shelly..aww.. i miss you guys.. later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111130531481648013?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111130531481648013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111130531481648013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111130531481648013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111130531481648013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/shopshopshopshop.html' title='shopshopshopshop!!!!'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111128586617402881</id><published>2005-03-19T18:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T18:31:06.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..:D..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for shelly: oy you keep quiet!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111128586617402881?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10167563.post-111128525531028387</id><published>2005-03-19T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T18:20:55.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeahhh summer!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;oh yeah!! it summer!! yippeee... my parents are gonna go to vietnam next month!! yay!! greeeaaatt... as of now.. theyre here..so BORING..haha.. oh yeah check out all the action dun sa tagboard..props to anonymous..ü my brain is bigger than my nail/s LITERALLY.. and yes i want a shirt that looks like lacy underwear..theyre nicee.. im flirt? why did i flirt with YOU? :D and i dont have lice im just paranoid.. and i DIDNT have lice before too..so there.. im just clearing things up for YOU. i smell funny? you got THAT close? cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;my dad and i are sorta havin a disagreement right now..about the soccer thing.. oh well my mom allowed me to go there na so...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;bye :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111128525531028387?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111128525531028387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111128525531028387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111128525531028387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111128525531028387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-yeahhh-summer.html' title='oh yeahhh summer!!'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111121422650142631</id><published>2005-03-18T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T22:37:06.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>..you see the way i have been drifting down the river to nowhere..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;should i shatter my heart AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111121422650142631?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111121422650142631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111121422650142631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111121422650142631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111121422650142631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-see-way-i-have-been-drifting-down.html' title='..you see the way i have been drifting down the river to nowhere..'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111120331900874671</id><published>2005-03-18T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T19:35:19.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;SEPERATED-USHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was a bird then we wouldn't have our wings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was the sky we'd be blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was a choir, U and I could never sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;'cause love isn't for me and U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was an Oscar, U and I could never win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;'cause we could never act out our parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love is the bible, then we are lost in sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Because it's not in our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So why don't you go your way,and I'll go mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Live ur lifeAnd I'll live mineBaby, u'll do well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;And I'll be fine'cause we're better off separated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was a fire then we have lost the spark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Love never felt so coldIf love was a light then we're lost in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Left with no one to hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was a sport, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;we're not on the same team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;U and I are destined to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;If love was an ocean, baby, we are just a stream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;'cause love isn't for me and U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Girl, I know we had some good times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;It's sad but now we gotta say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Girl U know I love U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I can't denyCan't say we didn't try to make it work for U and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I know it hurts so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;But it's best for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Somewhere along this windy road, we lost the trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;So I walk away, so U don't have to see me cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;It's killing me so, why don't U go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;I'm sorry we didn't make it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that song made me laugh the first time i listened to it.. laughter.. my BEST facade to hide away all this bullshit im feeling..i AM having second thoughts abt *him*.. why cant i feel that same strong spark i felt before with..my pretty ex..hahah!!! nice nickname..dont get me wrong i AM over him its just that i miss that strong bond we had.. i feel as if im never gonna feel that feeling again (WHAT?? WEIRD!!) but you get what i mean right? no. hahah.. my parents are on their way here from taiwan..my sister and i (along with our friends) are gonna go to laguna on monday.. after that, me and my family are gonna go to tagaytay..whooopie :D thinkin abt it sorta makes me feel better.. SUMMER AT LAST!! cant wait to go to the beach!! i finally got my long delayed frenchtips yesterday with venica and alex (nail tropics) after that, we went to XANTHOPHYLL (tama ba spelling?) and we watched gorgeous garbage play (you guys rock!) awww.. im gonna miss my friends.. :( i had a nice time.. i saw my pretty ex..hahah!! :D i crush him :D just kidding!! im not a lesbo eeeew.. we were supposed to go to eastwood at arnd 9 but it didnt push through coz my friends and i were havin fun :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kate:hoy ikaw :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shelly, emmet, giO: i had fun with you guys! thankss :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;den:im gonna mishu tissue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lesh and panjee: SHOP SHOP SHOP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;byebye guys...love you all :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;love...damn it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111120331900874671?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111120331900874671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111120331900874671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111120331900874671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111120331900874671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/confusion.html' title='confusion.'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111104072572382156</id><published>2005-03-16T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:25:25.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>now im a coconut? cool :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;yayy!! last day of exams tomorrow!! woopdeedooooo...:D tomorrow's our batch night... yipee!! i might go to eastwood after the batch night though..(or during) whatever! go GORGEOUS GARBAGE! :D hahah.. tsk.. im too tamad to study for social!! ill just study later.. i miss.. grape.. sorry if its weird but coconut is..WEIRDER..hahah... does that word exist? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111104072572382156?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111104072572382156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111104072572382156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111104072572382156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111104072572382156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/now-im-coconut-cool-d.html' title='now im a coconut? cool :D'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111070721606971809</id><published>2005-03-13T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T01:46:56.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;i drove robert's car awhile ago!!!! aahhh!!!! WE ALMOST DIED!! (robert is the boyfriend of my older sister, btw) okay im exaggerating.. pero muntik na namin ma-hit ung isang gate...and i kept screaming.."we're gonna die, we're gonna die!!" hahah.. tsk.. yay!!!! i LOVE my parents so much!! because theyre going to taiwan on thurs!! no rules, no curfew!! I LOVE THEM :D hahah... well... have to be home by 12 coz magbabantay ung granny ko so...un... hahah..hi kate..you finally found my tagboard...hahah :D anak ng tupa...WOAH...that is pretty malutong! hahah.. i love chicco (my chihuahua) soooo much pero he doesnt appreciate the things i do for him.. i gave him a purple scarf and he almost bit me nung tinatali ko sa neck niya.. i powdered him awhile ago and i spritzed cologne on his paws..guess what happend.. ran away from me and he hid under my bed.. poor me... taken for granted by a DOG. pshhh... im still un-frenchtipped.. hahah..weird..after exams nalang.. laging nadedelay!! grr :( yayyy!!! cant wait to go to the BEACH!!!! cant wait to go jetskiing, swimming, shopping and the list goes on.... yeah and i cant wait to get a tan!! whoopdeedoo...hahah... hey katorseh minus 4, i miss you guysss!! :D mwah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;and i miss rambutan/banana/strawberry/siopao/lychee whatever..hahah :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;bbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111070721606971809?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111070721606971809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111070721606971809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111070721606971809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111070721606971809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/aaaaaahhhhhhh.html' title='aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111046174421717985</id><published>2005-03-10T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T05:35:44.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i HATE wake-up calls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;hmm.. i HATE waking up early, it sucks.. i once had this dream that my dad bought me a car..  and i was like 'woohoo!! im gonna drive!!' i started th engine and then guess what happend.. "PHIPAAAA!!!!!!!!! WAKE UPPPPP!!!!!!!!" thanks a lot ate tricia... :D ookkayy so another boring school day... fell asleep AGAIN.. during science.. and social studies... and C.L.E... aww.. den..kate.. stop bitchfitting(?) you guys are the best and WE ALL KNOW IT :D panjee... BABYDANCE!!!! :D shellskie: PENGE! hahah.. lesh: ow ow ow...put! put! hahah... i miss my friends already... and i miss tim.. (tsk, diretsuhan na :P) i miss tim... i saw him awhile ago.. so..tim...if you're reading this..i just wanna say thank you for making my day.. i miss you already and i cant wait to see you again.. lets gain weight together ok? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111046174421717985?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111046174421717985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111046174421717985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111046174421717985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111046174421717985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hate-wake-up-calls.html' title='i HATE wake-up calls'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-111012260781120457</id><published>2005-03-06T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T07:23:27.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we had practice yesterday for our play. im in charge of the props.. panjee left her casio here.. so i have to lug it to school tomorrow.. this sucks.. i hate carrying heavy things.. my pe uniform is lost.. gone.. buzzap.. grr.. ill look for it tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i didnt get my french tips yesterday because of the practice.. but its worth it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to my groupmates: "i will never ever ditch you guys for a mani-pedi because you guys are worth more than anything...awww :D" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we went to shangrila awhile ago... i bought new shoes..strappy high heeled sanadals.. i saw this nice shirt but my mom refused to buy it for me because "it looks like this lacy underwaer".. nyeh.. eh di wag.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cant wait for summer.. so i can go out with my friends.. i cant wait for the extinction of my 7:00 curfew.. stupid Cs.... youre the reason why i got an early curfew!!! so DIE!!!! :D hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;what reward can i get from my dad? he'll give me one daw if i get high grades for the fourth quarter.. i've always wanted this nice tiffany necklace..  pero according to my dad, i dont deserve it.. its too expensive and my grades for the 1st, 1nd and 3rd quarter suck.. next year nlang daw IF mataas grades ko sa lahat.. maybe ill get a chariol? thats cheaper than tiffany i guess pero its a bit too common..lahat ng tao may ganun na eh :( hmm... a watch would be nice.. YEAH.. thats what ill ask for.. a nice WATCH.. :D "sandali lang florence, wag ka muna mangarap, pano kung hindi mataas grades mo for the fourth quarter? mae-extinct nga ung 7pm curfew mo, mapapalitan naman ng 6pm...wala ka ding watch and mawawala shopping mo" (oh yeah btw, that was my concience... not me) labo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lahat ng gamit ko nawawalaaaa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1)rubbershoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2)pe uniform&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3)black shirt and red skirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(i have to look for those in school tmorrow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4)my favorite lippie :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5)my 70 pesos.. (hhahah 70 pesos parin yun noh!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6)my white tank top (panjee, look for it!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7)my favorite peach-colored racerback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&gt;im gonna go through my sisters cabinet... i might find some of my missing items there.. I HOPE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i miss him :D maybe ill see him tomorrow? i hope so... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-111012260781120457?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/111012260781120457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=111012260781120457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111012260781120457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/111012260781120457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-weird.html' title='i am weird.'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110889496248038156</id><published>2005-02-20T02:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T02:22:42.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh golly :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;aaaack... im in like!(what??) not love...LIKE!! :) ngrrr..i wanna shop pero im *gulp broke..waaahhh.. march pa next shopping trip ko ehhh :( so ill make a list:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SOCCER STUFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shin guards or whatever you call em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;maybe a new bag or whatever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;or new slippers?(havaianas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shoes(chucks, flats, heels etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;clothes (YEAAAHH!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt; yay!! cant wait till april 9!! (soccer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;i wannnna shooop :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;i need to improve my grades coz: im grounded.. cant stay out till 7:00. ngrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;I NEED TO GAIN WEIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;i need bangs :)) and i need to get my nails done! yayy!! we're (ate tricia and i) gonna go to the salon next week.woohoo!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;i cant understand my HRR book :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&gt;hey godsss, sorry.. nxt week aryt? kain fest :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bye!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110889496248038156?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110889496248038156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110889496248038156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110889496248038156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110889496248038156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-golly.html' title='oh golly :)'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110822212892066347</id><published>2005-02-12T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T07:28:48.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yippee! :) LARGER VERSION</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ano ba yan this is confusing. a week ago i was over him tapos susunod im not tapos susunod im over him (again) LABO! pero its alryt.. im already over him its just that he's really cute.. hahah!! he's*also cuto too!! the other him! :) labolabolabo! i need to improve my grades so i can get my late night curfew.. tsss.. here's something to make you laugh: my curfew is 7:00. wooohhoo!! my parents are so strict. hmm.. yuck may kuto ung classmate ko (ang lutong nun ah) yuck nahawa ata ako (YUUUUUUUUUUUCK!) i HOPE not. tama bang ipost ko dito?? oh well.. MY BLOG.. MY STORY (story?? anak ng..) hahah :) i want s'mores (not hersheys) the DIY kind of s'mores. YUM. I NEED TO GAIN WEIGHT. kaya next week im gonna go to rockwell with godar (hey godssss) hahah :) kain-fest! woohoo!! youre kalbo naman right? so you wont get my kuto (WHAT THE FUCK) im so paranoid. well..i hope di ako nahawa. kung nalaman ko na meron ako im gonna kill her* ack di naman.. :) ill just glare at her.. ack i hope she's not reading this! :) i didnt get my french tips :( ginamit ko ung money pang *TANTARARANNNN* FOOOOOD!! yeah! :) ill update this tomorrow..byebye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110822212892066347?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110822212892066347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110822212892066347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110822212892066347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110822212892066347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/02/yippee-larger-version.html' title='yippee! :) LARGER VERSION'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110822195433985050</id><published>2005-02-12T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T07:25:54.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yipeee :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ano ba yan this is confusing. a week ago i was over him tapos susunod im not tapos susunod im over him (again) LABO! pero its alryt.. im already over him its just that he's really cute.. hahah!! he's*also cuto too!! the other him! :) labolabolabo! i need to improve my grades so i can get my late night curfew.. tsss.. here's something to make you laugh: my curfew is 7:00. wooohhoo!! my parents are so strict. hmm.. yuck may kuto ung classmate ko (ang lutong nun ah) yuck nahawa ata ako (YUUUUUUUUUUUCK!) i HOPE not. tama bang ipost ko dito?? oh well.. MY BLOG.. MY STORY (story?? anak ng..) hahah :) i want s'mores (not hersheys) the DIY kind of s'mores. YUM. I NEED TO GAIN WEIGHT. kaya next week im gonna go to rockwell with godar (hey godssss) hahah :) kain-fest! woohoo!! youre kalbo naman right? so you wont get my kuto (WHAT THE FUCK) im so paranoid. well..i hope di ako nahawa. kung nalaman ko na meron ako im gonna kill her* ack di naman.. :) ill just glare at her.. ack i hope she's not reading this! :) i didnt get my french tips :( ginamit ko ung money pang *TANTARARANNNN* FOOOOOD!! yeah! :) ill update this tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;byebye :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110822195433985050?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110822195433985050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110822195433985050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110822195433985050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110822195433985050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/02/yipeee.html' title='yipeee :)'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110809168137232300</id><published>2005-02-10T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T19:14:41.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am fragile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im not happy. but im not sad. nothing's missing. but im incomplete. i am whole. but a part of me is lost. gone(?) -im crazy weirdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But now i don't understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;why im feeling so bad now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when i know it was my idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i could've just denied the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; and lied. but why am i the only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; one standing strandedon the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;same ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aww..sad song.. when i hear that song my only reaction is "ouch!" hahah.. im not talking about *him im talkin about the other *him.. labo much? ack.. we have practice later for some english play. grrr stupid Cs.. coz of them i didnt get my late night curfew. so i cant go out with my sis and benj today. grr.. i need to go to the salon!! i need a new 'look' for my hair.. something thats drastically different. no, no BOYCUT(s)? yeah and im gonna get my long awaited french manicure.. yippee!! mayb ill go to rockwll after? maybe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;p.s. im not a pretty princess okay?? i just cant remove that caption. I dont want wanna change my background naman coz it matches my shirt there sa picture. hahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110809168137232300?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110809168137232300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110809168137232300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110809168137232300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110809168137232300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-fragile.html' title='i am fragile.'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110768542978419090</id><published>2005-02-06T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T02:23:49.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!!Ü</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woohoo!! no lessons for the next 7 days!ü i cant wait till the first saturday of march!(my next shopping day) and im gonna shop till i drop! no more longsleeves for summer bebeh!ü im chattin with kevin and kate right now..ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kate: karma..Ü tsktsk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kevin: d*****!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmm.. its kinda odd that im not depressed right now. I SHOULD be depressed right? because of(see previous entry). but im not! i guess the pain from my previous relationship made me stronger. GOOD. i dont want anyone to ruin my 'gana' for shopping.Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'calling someone ugly will not make you prettier'. true. very true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'calling someone ugly will not make you prettier but it will make you feel better if that person made you feel bad'. TRUE ENOUGH!Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hmmm...im gonna buy another pair of havaianas and..maybe nice comfy flats? and.. heels.....ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and tons of clothes for summer...hmm maybe a new swimsuit?Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tsss...ill just check my shopping list!!!ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OH YEAH!! i have to buy soccer stuff pa pala!!! I have to buy all the soccer stuff before april 9!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woohoo cant wait!ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; byebyeÜ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all i want is EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110768542978419090?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110768542978419090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110768542978419090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110768542978419090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110768542978419090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/02/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!!Ü'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110709744558758497</id><published>2005-01-30T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T07:04:05.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;he left me...i cant believe he left me... i didnt want him to go.. what did i do to deserve this bullshit??? i really like him and now i cant be with him.. there's nothing left to do but to have a good cry.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i gave him another chance...now he left me and i cant understand why..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i always end up getting hurt :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110709744558758497?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110709744558758497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110709744558758497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110709744558758497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110709744558758497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/01/he-left-me.html' title=''/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110707837741485241</id><published>2005-01-30T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T01:46:17.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i always end up getting hurt...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kulang na kulang ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;di pa ba sapat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;inubos kong lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;panahon ko sayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anong gagawin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;di mo napapansin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hetong damdamin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aking paglalambing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ack whats with the song?! hmm.. heard the song from denicci.. at first i didnt like it.. well.. up to now i still dont like it that much pero there's something about it.. hmm.."another happy day" i thought.. heard mass, went to rockwell..(woohoo!! shopping!!ü) tapos he txted me.. then shit happend.. im not gonna post it here coz its too... uh..personal? whatever. Everything was going ok tapos biglang he told me na doesnt want to be with me anymore..stuff like that.. well actually i was the one who told him that..sort of..ahhh!!!! whats happening to me?? basta we're having problems..HE'S having problems pala.. commitment problems.. he cant commit tapos biglang he still want us to see each other pero whats the point??????? why pursue?? i dont want to waste another F-ing tear.. whats wrong with him?!?! if he's having commitment problems then we cant be together.. i dont want to be with him anymore.. im too hurt.. i always end up getting hurt.. why cant i have that sweet, caring and nice guy i've always wanted? okay.. i have to stop running away from my feelings.. i still like him..i still want to be with him.. but he doesnt want to be with me.. (God, this shit is making me cry again..) im such a crybaby.. well.. i always end up getting hurt.. ill update this later..byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;phil: soccer soccer soccer soccer!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shelly, leslie, panjee, den, kate: you know who im talking abt right? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kate:so much for our happy ending :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shelly: i miss you duppey..:( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i always, always, always end up gtting hurt :( (ang kulit!ü)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110707837741485241?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110707837741485241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110707837741485241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110707837741485241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110707837741485241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-always-end-up-getting-hurt.html' title='i always end up getting hurt...'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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-10167563.post-110576935329601475</id><published>2005-01-14T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T22:09:13.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year, new blog?ü</title><content type='html'>yeah i left my other blog coz its full of the shitty things that happend last year.. someone told me.. why dont you make a new one and put happy stuff? so did.. and the happy stuff? theyre all (not all naman..) about that person who told me to make a new blog with happy stuff... weird much? hahah!!!! shelly is here beside m laughing at the things im writing down.. hahah.. coz they dont make sense.. hahah!!ü whatever..Ü later! *mwah.. YOU KNOW YOU LOVE ME.. not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10167563-110576935329601475?l=florencewhatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/feeds/110576935329601475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10167563&amp;postID=110576935329601475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110576935329601475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10167563/posts/default/110576935329601475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://florencewhatever.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-blog.html' title='new year, new blog?ü'/><author><name>florence</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07487344510396683877</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>
