<?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-23731410</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:25:49.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock N Roll</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23731410.post-63240472738978010</id><published>2007-05-08T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T06:31:54.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday's post (na-late lang :P)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday and the day before that was the worst days of my summer. However, today is one of the best. The rays of the sun finally kissed me good morning. Today is also a katangahan and kahihiyan day for me. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Miggy's earlier this afternoon with only 45 Pesos with me. He lives in San Juan, and I live here in QC. 45 Pesos was not enough so he offered me to pay the trike fare. Hehe. I left the house at around 1 pm. Rode two jeepneys and the LRT. When I arrived to Katipunan station, I went straight to the vending machines to buy a card/ticket, but that darn rectangular box wouldn't accept my coins. Dammit. I went to the other machine instead. While I was waiting for my turn to shoot the coins, an angel from behind gave me a card/ticket going to V. Mapa (he was at my back while I was forcing the machine to accept my coins, so he knew what ticket I was buying). I just payed him 13 Pesos and thanked him. So akala ko ok na. And then, katangahan for me, because I lost my card/ticket. HAHAHA! I forgot why I lost it. Stupid. Anyway, I only noticed that my card/ticket wasn't with me when I was already inside the moving train. I didn't know what to do. I texted Miggy and told him what happened. He said that it was ok but I have to pay a fine of about 20 Pesos. Hala! I only got 15 Pesos left, and I still have to buy another ticket in order for me to get out of the station. The train arrived 5 minutes later to V. Mapa station. Didn't know what to do, I called Miggy and told him to fech me instead at the station. After talking to him, I asked a security guard nearby how to get out of that station without a card/ticket. I gave him my last 15 Pesos, and asked him to buy me a ticket (pakapalan na to haha). He let me out to buy my own ticket instead. Ok. Again, while waiting for my turn to buy a card/ticket, another angel, the security guard himself, told me that it was already ok. He let me out without my ticket! I was so happy! Hahaha! I was so blessed! After that, I exited the station as fast as I could. It was dyahe, but it was funny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my day went very smoothly. I arrived at his place fifteen minutes before 2 pm. I finally read Kuya Anto's "300". I haven't watched the movie yet, so I got really excited to buy a DVD when I finished reading the comic book. Ganda sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to go home. Miggy's nanay offered (again) to bring me home. Andrea, Luis and Miggy (opkors) went along. I feel so happy because I can be myself with his family around. I may not (yet) be close to his siblings, but I am happy how the way things are with me and them. Masaya. :) It really feels good when you are being accepted by your love's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-63240472738978010?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/63240472738978010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=63240472738978010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/63240472738978010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/63240472738978010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2007/05/yesterdays-post-na-late-lang-p.html' title='Yesterday&apos;s post (na-late lang :P)'/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-6942172410321298174</id><published>2007-05-06T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T03:01:09.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Up, down. Touch the ground.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was the most hassle day of my entire summer. Packed sheet (of paper).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went swimming. My cousin's birthday celebration. The usual. Kids (including us, the ates and the kuyas) swimming and playing. Grown-ups drinking. Every thing was going smoothly. Until. My father's "wife" (I don't know if they're already married, but if they are, the duck I'll hate them for the rest of my life for not even telling me things I have every right to know.) got drunk. Very drunk to the point of hugging the toilet seat (they became closer than ever). It was really hassling for every one of us, and it was overly embarrassing for my father and also for me and my brother because of the fact that she is our "mother". To think she even has a 2-year old son to be taken care of even though the tod's got a yaya. It's perfectly fine the first time but this is not just the second time she's been like that. It's disgusting. It's embarrassing. It's annoying. It's infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang nakakahiya sa pamilya ng pinsan ko na nagpa-party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home really galled by what had happened. Took a bath (again) to calm down my temperature, and to get ready for Kat's debut. My brother, Nikko, was supposed to bring me to the party. He left the house at around 5:30, and he was forcing to bring me to the party already. The ducking idiot. Why am I going to a party two and a half hours before the starting time?! Such a fish (ducking idiotic sheet-head). He left anyway and this worsen the condition of my mood. I got so angry that I went to his room and threw things that can be thrown. That was the only way to release my anger at him (and at her). Crying won't help. It'll just make me look pathetic. Well I chose to be like the big green man. I always do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pissed father took me to the party instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend, who was supposed to be here (makikisabay) by 6:30, arrived an hour late. This also contributed to my temperature level rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank the gods for the party. It made me forget the terrible things that had happened before it. I laughed. I danced. I sang. I enjoyed. I felt very happy for the first time of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex texted. He said that he misses me. The duck! Apat na taon na!!! Leave me alone. Bwiset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-uumpisa nanaman akong mainis ng sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father fetched me. Annoyed, just because I wasn't at the lobby waiting for him. (I understand. Bad day for him, too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home. Moods went back to being Erik Morales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Terible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pag iinom ka, siguraduhin mo na inumin mo lang yung kung gano karami ang kaya mo. Kung kaya mo, why not. Pero kung feeling mo lang eh malakas ka, umuwi ka nalang at mambwiset ng ibang tao. Wag kang KJ. Wag kang kupal. Wag kang bad vibes. Wag kang mang-hassle ng ibang tao dahil lang sa pagsuka mo at sa kung pano ka iuuwi. Kung susuka ka, dumerecho ka sa banyo. Wag yung kung saan-saan lang. Wag mong sirain yung araw ng mga taong nadamay mo. Mahiya ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This goes to you, you and you. (Oo, kayong tatlo.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-6942172410321298174?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/6942172410321298174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=6942172410321298174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/6942172410321298174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/6942172410321298174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2007/05/up-down-touch-ground.html' title='Up, down. Touch the ground.'/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-404783123872810138</id><published>2007-05-03T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:48:08.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gateway Getaway haha labo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pumunta kami ni Miggy sa Gateway kanina para kumain nanaman sa KFC at manood ng ispayderman the third. Ok lang naman yung movie. Maganda yung mga aksyon. Pero mas maganda kung may flesh na kasama. HAHA! Ya know what I mean. :P Masyado nga lang mabilis lahat ng pangyayari. Ang dami niyang kinalaban. Pero maganda naman all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon lang pala kami lumabas ni Miguel ng ganun. Kanina ko lang na-realize. Ang korny. O baka di lang ako sanay. Basta ayoko ng ganun. Mas ok pa yung sa bahay lang, tambay. Masusulit na yung company, hindi pa magastos. Solb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami naming nakita kanina sa Gateway! Grabe, iba talaga sa Cubao. Hehe. Nakita namin si Nikki, yung girlfriend ni Kuya Anto (pinsan ni Miggy). Tapos nakita rin namin si Luan (taga UPB) tsaka yung kaklase ni Miggy nung high school. Ayos. Parang nasa Baguio lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumaan din kami ng Ali Mall at naglaway sa mga sexy na gitara. Grabe ang gaganda ng mga gitaraaaa! At ang mamahal din. Tsk. Ang mahal nung pangarap ni Miggy. Mga nasa 35k yun. Jusko. Kelan pa namin mabibili yun? Haha. Pero may maganda na rin na 22k lang. Ibanez na rin. Pero mas maganda yung jazz guitar na 35k eh. Malamang. Grabe, tuloy laway talaga. Pati yung mga Toca. Grabe, kahit isang ganun lang na 12-inch diameter, ganda na nga banda mo. Pati yung mga kahon na Toca. Ang ganda ng tunog. Grabe. Money! I need lots of MONEEEYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-404783123872810138?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/404783123872810138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=404783123872810138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/404783123872810138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/404783123872810138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2007/05/gateway-getaway-haha-labo.html' title='Gateway Getaway haha labo'/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-583649090421345461</id><published>2007-05-02T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T00:34:19.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos.friendster.com/photos/00/93/7023900/864315300l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RocknRoll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sana payagan ni Paps na sumama si Miggy sa Batangas. Tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-583649090421345461?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/583649090421345461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=583649090421345461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/583649090421345461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/583649090421345461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2007/05/rocknroll-sana-payagan-ni-paps-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-8569280399730782427</id><published>2007-04-26T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T06:33:08.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Andy Misses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami kong namimiss! (Yung mga matagal ko nang hindi nakikita at nakakasama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niiiccc!!! Wala na akong alam sayo! Miss na kita sobra. Namimiss ko na yung tawa mong nakakatuwa. Haha. (Yuck, stalker. Haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRISTINE, JELI, Ate NINS, Ate ANNA, Ate DYAN, TAPAR, BEA, AVY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Namimiss ko na mag Jzone kasama kayo! Namimiss ko na sumakay ng MRT kasama niyo! Namimiss ko na Dgroup. Namimiss ko na magmeet-up sa Megamall. Waah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PATSY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw rin. Wala na akong alam sayo! Namimiss na kita! Namimiss ko na sumabay sayo pag may allergy ako. Hahaha! Wala ka rin nung debut ko! Grabe, akala ko mabilis lang ang 2 years. But no. I was wrong. Hehe! Miss na kita, walang stir. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate RAINE and IENNE (Sige na nga, pati si Marvin, Tita and Tito)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayong magkapatid na chekwa! Haha! Miss ko na mga chinky eyes niyo! Ate Raine, lapit na birthday mo! Ienne, hello. Hehe! Di ko na talaga alam sasabihin ko sa inyo sa sobrang tagal na hindi tayo nagkita. Heniwey, miss ko na pamilya niyong masaya! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAPEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hoy gago! Walangya ka, barbero ka pa rin! Haha! Pero miss na kita. Ano na nangyayari sayo? Nagtetext ka kung asan ako, tas di ka na naman nagrereply pag sinabi ko kung asan ako. Langya. See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KUKI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoooooy!!! Buhay ka pa ba? Tinetext kita di ka naman nagrereply! Ang dami dami kong kwento sayo! Hindi na tayo nakapanood ng VOLTA. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;CHINO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy ikaw! Marami na rin akong kwento sayo! Haha! Cream tayo sa halloween! Ituloy naman natin yun! Magsasama ako ng mga friends ko :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONIQUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy babae, kamusta ka naman na? Salamat nga pala sa pillow :) Pakita ka ha? Miss na kita! Labyu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISSA and NADINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakooo! Miss ko na kayo sobraaa!!!! Nakakamiss yung mga bobohan pag kasama kayo. Hahaha! Ano na balita sa inyo, mga bruha? Wala rin kayo nung debut ko. Hmph. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DICHI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirit Queen. Nonstop! Haha! Kakamiss yung mga benta mong hirit! Haha! Kakamiss ka!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Anjo. Nakakamiss ka ulopie! Hahaha! Salamat nga pala sa pagpunta nung debut ko ah. Haha. Late na sobra. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, nakakamiss na talaga kayo. Alam ko naman na sa tagal na hindi tayo nagkita, nagbago na kayo. Ako rin eh. Hehe. Pero kahit ganun man yung sitwasyon, miss ko pa rin kayo at labs. Hehe! Hope to see you guys before I go up to Baguio again. O kahit makausap man lang kayo, masaya na ako :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;All of YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-8569280399730782427?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/8569280399730782427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=8569280399730782427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/8569280399730782427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/8569280399730782427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2007/04/andy-misses-ang-dami-kong-namimiss-yung.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-4674601874889577</id><published>2007-04-25T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T11:16:58.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GRABE! Ngayon ko nalang ulit naayos itong blog ko. Halos isang taon kong hinayaang maalikabukan ito. Ang hirap ng walang access ng internet sa bahay lalo na kung wala ka pa sa tunay mong bahay. Haha labo. Buti nalang secretly kaming nakikiconnect sa wifi ng kapitbahay namin! At buti nalang centrino tong laptop. Hahaha! Ang saya! Pero pinalayas na kami dun ng landlady naming hag. Haha, joke. Pero totoo naman eh. Pinagbabawalan ba naman kami magsaya! Bwiset yun noh. Kelan pa naging bawal magsaya? Hay nako. Sana multohin yung bagong maninirahan samin nung mumu sa bahay. Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, welcome me back! Haha, as if may nagbabasa nitong blog ko maliban sakin. Haha. Ang dami kong kwento sainyo (tsk, as if na naman!). Marami nang nangyari sa buhay ko nung umakyat ako ng Baguio at nalimutan na itong bloggie ko.  Basta yun na yun. Alam na naman nung mga dapat may alam eh. Hindi ko na isusulat yun dito. Hehe. Grabe, ang sarap umuwi sa tunay mong bahay. Pero sobrang init! Gusto ko na umakyat ulit para malamig! :) Pero masaya parin dito sa QC siyempre. Pero masaya rin naman dun sa bundok kasi malayo sa magulang. Haha. Pero nakakamiss rin. Puro pero. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People change and there's really nothing we can do about it but accept the fact that they've already changed. Naks. Pero totoo. At isa ako sa mga nagbago na tao simula nung first sem ng first year college. Sobrang laki ng pinagbago ko. Pero ako pa rin si Andy, yun ang hindi magbabago. Ang dami ko nang natutunan. Ang dami ko nang napulot na ugali. Pumayat daw ako (YEAH!). Haha. Pero sabi ko nga, ako pa rin ako. Basta ganun yun. Haha. Wala lang. Gusto ko lang i-share (ayan na naman, as if!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe ang saya, punta kami Galera sa Friday! At kamusta naman, kagabi ko lang nalaman! Kaya todo sit-ups naman ako! Hahaha! Sige na nga, naloloka na ako. Babayu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tugstutak,&lt;br /&gt;Andy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-4674601874889577?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/4674601874889577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=4674601874889577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/4674601874889577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/4674601874889577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2007/04/grabe-ngayon-ko-nalang-ulit-naayos.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114848414396055719</id><published>2006-05-24T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T08:22:26.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How old do you act? Put an x on all the things youcan do and find out how old you act!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to make a pot of coffee&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can do my own laundry&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can cook for myself&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do my chores after being told once&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always do my homework/work&lt;br /&gt;[x] I actually enjoy intellectual conversations&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I think politics are exciting&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents and grand-parents have better things to say than my peers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I show up for school/work every day unless I'm sick (Ehehe.)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my pocket/purse&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've never gotten a ticket (traffic violation)&lt;br /&gt;[x] watch talk shows and point out the incredibility of it all&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know what incredibility means without lookingit up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I drink black coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I know how to run the dish washer..and/or dothe dishes&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can count in more than one language&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When I say I'm going to do something, I do it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I mow the lawn&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can wash my/our car&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can make adults laugh..without being stupid&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to water my plants&lt;br /&gt;[x] I study when I have to&lt;br /&gt;[x] I pay attention at school/work&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I remember to feed my pets.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm generally organized&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know the meaning of capital punishment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can spell experience without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[x] I clean up my own mess&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get coffee&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can go to the store without buying something I don't need&lt;br /&gt;[x] I understand jokes the first time they are said&lt;br /&gt;[x] I listen to my elders&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I understand the fact that the world always screws someone over&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can type fast, because I type every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total:6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My choice in clothing is acceptable in an office or something like that&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can watch politics and laugh&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that the weather forecast changes every hour&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can look at someone hot and not think of sex (Si ano, hindi.. ;))&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can read a book and actually finish it&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People have said that I act older than I am&lt;br /&gt;[x] I can be sent on an errand and not get sidetracked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now add up how many x's you have and put "i act like a __ year old"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I act like a 21-year-old, but I look like 8 years younger. It's ok compared to the opposite. I don't want to look like a 21-year-old, but act like an 8-subtracted-from-17-year-old. Parang yung kilala ko. Ah! Kilala mo rin?! Ayos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114848414396055719?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114848414396055719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114848414396055719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114848414396055719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114848414396055719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-old-do-you-act-put-x-on-all-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114727966181721815</id><published>2006-05-10T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T09:47:41.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goodbye smog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be leaving QC someday on the last week of the month. 2 more weeks for me to do whatever things I want to do with my friends. I don't want to leave without spending some time with them first, because I'm going to miss them so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lubusin na ang mga nalalabing araw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to start tomorrow. I'll be meeting with Sammie, Kaye, and Tapel tomorrow in Katipunan. Tambay lang, and we'll be planning about our EK summer escapade. Naks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Friday, I'll attend Soulstop at CCF with Jeli and the rest of my Dgroup. I'm excited! Plus I'm going to be seeing someone there. Ahihi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Jzone at the same place, with the same people. I don't want to miss it because it's a special event, and the topic is really nice. Breaking the da Vinci Code. Wanna come with us? It's free, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No plans yet for next week. Ah basta! Lulubusin ko na talaga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello fog. c:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114727966181721815?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114727966181721815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114727966181721815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114727966181721815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114727966181721815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/05/goodbye-smog.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114690611764981504</id><published>2006-05-06T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T02:01:57.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing I hate the most is a mixture of different feelings, and sarcastically fortunate for me, that's what I am currently experiencing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from Baguio and La Union. I went up there together with Papa, Nikko, and my cousins Ate Mara, Kyla, and Gio. During my enrollment, my eyes lit up seeing some familiar faces. I saw Therese Revilloza, my classmate last year, and JC Nicolas, my ka-YFC. They taught me how to enroll, because I didn't know how. After my enrollment, we went to check out the place where we're going to stay for the next 10 months. The place is ok, plus the monthly fee is not that expensive. Php2,500/month including water and electricity. Ok na yun, diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About UPB, it's ok. The campus there is better than the campus here in Diliman. Mainly because it's peaceful and safe. People who aren't students cannot just walk in and out of the campus whenever they want to. Plus I love the temperature there. I can study without the hotness bothering me. I am excited to study there, yes, but I am sure I'm going to be sad after a few weeks because I'm going to miss my life here in QC. I'm gonna miss my family, my friends, my home, and all things, people, and places that I'm going to be leaving for the next school year. People say 10 months is short, but I say that a lot of things are gonna happen within that short time. And those things are the ones that I don't wanna miss. I think it's about time for me to step out of my comfort zone and prove once and for all to all those &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; that I am no longer a kid, and am mature enough to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after Baguio, we went down to La Union. It was a short notice because Papa told us that we're going there when we were already going up to Baguio. We haven't any swim wear, so we bought there in Baguio (SM, not UK ;)). Papa wasn't able to come with us in Anilao because he was still in the US at that time that's why he decided to go to La Union. Plus we didn't like it in Anilao because it was rocky and coral-ly, and sea urchins were everywhere, and there was no sand for the kids to play with. What do we expect, Anilao is a diving spot. Pics &lt;a href="http://andydandy.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a retro-inspired jacket in UK for only P90! It's a steal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK have to go now. This is already long. :) Babu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114690611764981504?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114690611764981504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114690611764981504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114690611764981504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114690611764981504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/05/one-thing-i-hate-most-is-mixture-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114467612160919627</id><published>2006-04-10T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T06:33:07.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>College Camp "SHIFTING GEARS" - Jzone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORTH IT. It was a 4-day 3-night camp, and I'll say that it's not enough. At first I thought that it was going to be long, and that I was going to miss my home, but I was so wrong. Bitin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures &lt;a href="http://emilia03.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. (It's entitled "shifting gears")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST DAY - Apr. 6, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly place is at CCF, and assembly time was supposedly 6am. Well, we left CCF at around 8am already. We rode Bus # 3, and while we were traveling, there was this guy who was listening to our conversation. He even laughed when we were talking about *something*, as if he can relate. He's freaky. Anyway, when we arrived at Caliraya, I fell in love with it. The place was so peaceful, serene, lush, spiritual, and just so magical. When I saw SLIP and SLIDE, oh joy! Couldn't wait to get all muddy and...soapy. Anyway, I was under ate Nina's Dgroup together with Ate Dyan, Pristine, Jeli, Avy, Bea, and Tapar. Bea and I were partners! Anyway, they were all Ateneans, and I was the only UP student, but it was perfectly ok. They were calling me "Babyface" because I don't look like a 17-year-old girl. Bea and Tapar was just 16, and they look older than I am. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I may look young, but I tell you, looks are indeed deceiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Anyway, I had a crush on *someone*. Camp crush! Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND DAY - Apr . 7 , 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late; I didn't get to join them in Dawn Watch. Sad. So I said that I am going to join them tomorrow morning &lt;em&gt;na lang.&lt;/em&gt; The usual day started. Breakfast, session, breakout, lunch, then the most awaited time of the day: FREE TIME. Free time started at 1pm and ended at 6pm. That was indeed a long free time. We first rested, then we played EARTH BALL. It's like playing volleyball but it's harder. You get to play with a ball three times as big as you are. You can't carry it all by yourself unless you are tall and muscular. Ok we lost. So after the exhausting game, it was time for us to have a clean fun. SLIP AND SLIDE was up next. We first changed into our clothes which can get muddy, then off we went to the mud slide. We first went solo, so when my turn was up, I was so excited! I slipped and slide and got muddy all over my legs and butt. It was fun! Then we slided altogether and ended up with the same results. Ate Dyan, the most vigorous among all of us, started to slide backwards! She did that again-with us! Same feeling, same results. So when we were rinsing ourselves with the hose, I slipped and fell hard on my butt. It was ok, but when I saw *ehem* looking at me, I felt embarassed! Haha! After that, we went swimming! Then, the free time was up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD DAY - Apr. 8, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back was in pain, and I can hardly move, so again, I wasn't able to attend Dawn Watch. So I told myself that tomorrow, I will really go. Usual day: breakfast, session, breakout, lunch, then Free Time again. We just slipped and slide, because we started our free time resting. Anyway, that night was fun too because we got to buy from the snack store till 12am. So what we did was we stayed up until 2am! Some campers were playing MAFIA at around 1am. We didn't join because we didn't know how to play it. At around 1:30am, we were all sent back to our rooms because we need to take our sleep, and it was already late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH DAY - Apr. 9, 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baptism. I am going to be baptised, so I had to wake up early. Unfortunately for me, Dawn Watch was cancelled because of Baptism. It was ok, though. Baptism was fun. It was surprisingly different because it's not the typical baptism that is solemn and quiet. It was fun! Haha! We were laughing, singing, and socializing. But the spirituality was maintained. &lt;em&gt;"You have decided to follow Jesus, no turning back, no turning back." &lt;/em&gt;That was the song that we were singing after a person being baptised says "Yes" to the questions. It's a life-long commitment, Anyway, after the baptism, we had a session, and after that, we were asked to pack our things up already because sadly, we had to leave. But sadness no more! Ate Nina introduced him to me (finally)! Thank you so much Ate Nina! And we even rode the same bus! So when we arrived at CCF, we were like, "Andito na tayo? Ang bilis! Ayoko pa umuwi! BITIIIN!". There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the sessions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sessions hit not only me, but all of us who listened, really hard! I just find myself saying, "Ay, oo nga noh." and "Oops, ako 'yun ah." Nakakatama lang talaga. One important thing I learned is reading the Bible. Seriously, everything is indeed IN it. I began reading it just yesterday, and I feel really blessed by the verses. I also learned how to do my quiet time which only takes up 1% (that's 15 minutes) of my day. I encourage you, yes you, whoever you are, to join in one of the camps. It's expensive, I'm telling you, but it's all the worth. All that you'll get from the camp is priceless, and can never be exchanged for anything--even with your life. It will surely change your life, because it's starting to change mine. I'm a living testimony! Haha! May God be really praised with this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114467612160919627?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114467612160919627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114467612160919627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114467612160919627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114467612160919627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/04/college-camp-shifting-gears-jzone.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114321360764831903</id><published>2006-03-24T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T07:20:07.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The finish line oficially begins tomorrow afternoon. Go SIXTREME. This is it. Independence is at hand. Yet what is this feeling that's been causing my spine to tingle, and my eyes to get welled up with tears? I hate this feeling. It's like I'm out of my sanity. One minute I'm happy 'cause I'm about to leave the school, then a minute later I start wiping my tears with my sleeves because of that same reason. Ang labo diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTREME. The beautiful. The late-bloomers. The pasaway. The cutiez. The heartthrobs. The humorous. The talented. The gifted. The best of the best (With exception of one. Yes you.). We truly made a difference in the School of the Holy Spirit of QC. We brought about change in almost everything. We set high standards for the incoming seniors. We, Sixtreme, are truly extreme. In the next years to come, may we never forget this 4-year experience of being a high school student, our memories with our friends and teachers, our failures and defeats, and our victories and triumphs. It's over and done. We have reached our arete, but we will forever have kleos in the school where we grew up for 12 years. Immortality--let's take it, for it's ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, let's march as if there isn't any tomorrows left for us. Chins all up. Be proud because we have truly made it. After this, let us strive for even loftier goals. Let's show them all who SHSians are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114321360764831903?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114321360764831903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114321360764831903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114321360764831903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114321360764831903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/03/finish-line-oficially-begins-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114312219344717261</id><published>2006-03-23T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T05:56:33.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah, bastusan. Sige, game ako diyan. Tutal yan ang gusto mo eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I am going to be enjoying that night because I am going to be with you. But now, I am seeing myself being annoyed and aggravated. I feel so used. &lt;font size="1"&gt;So ako lang ang magbabayad ng entrance mo?&lt;/font&gt; Grabe, never did I see myself having a fight with you. NEVER. Tapos siya lang pala ang sisira dun. Don't get swayed just that easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw, alam mo, ang dami mo nang nasisira. Sana aware ka dun, at sana ikaw rin, masira na. Nakakabastos ka na eh.&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;SHAME ON YOU.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114312219344717261?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114312219344717261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114312219344717261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114312219344717261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114312219344717261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/03/ah-bastusan.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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-23731410.post-114251852038823167</id><published>2006-03-16T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T06:23:20.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;New blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sick of pink+brown and "eyendiway" already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my own trademark [feeling.]: Tugstutak&lt;sup&gt;TM&lt;/sup&gt; [it's a drum beat, just to let you know.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New haircut. I don't like it. I look like...a chewed piece of gum stuck under a slipper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already finished our backdrop! It's not that nice though [for me.]. Anyhoo, go Sixtreme! We rock! Pictures &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://iamkinky.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be a new day for me. I'll be joining our batch already for the singing practices. No more sticky and stinky gold paint. || Claret prom tomorrow. Carl went here to hand me the invitation. *Thank you.* I still don't know how will I go home early tomorrow. The hell, 6 pm registration [will they really follow the sched?]? 3:30 dismissal. Good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IZELL and THETHE!&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to HANNAH MARQUEZ: Sixtreme's Valedictorian, and to all honorable mention students! You guys rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look around you, lots are already dying. Be sensitive enough to know that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23731410-114251852038823167?l=tugstutak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/feeds/114251852038823167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23731410&amp;postID=114251852038823167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114251852038823167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23731410/posts/default/114251852038823167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tugstutak.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-blog_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Andyy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00185795376468411122</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>
