<?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-4169888967807051090</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:50:58.804-08:00</updated><category term='emo'/><category term='rain'/><category term='love'/><category term='Fat'/><category term='happy.'/><title type='text'>IF NOT, I'M GONNA MAKE IT.</title><subtitle type='html'>A slice from my mind pie.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-6910951467676159129</id><published>2010-09-12T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T07:09:44.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIONA APPLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;"Paper Bag"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star&lt;br /&gt;To pray on, or wish on, or something like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy&lt;br /&gt;Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;But then the dove of hope began its downward slope&lt;br /&gt;And I believed for a moment that my chances&lt;br /&gt;Were approaching to be grabbed&lt;br /&gt;But as it came down near, so did a &lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;weary tear&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love&lt;br /&gt;And I went crazy again today, looking for a strand to climb&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a little hope&lt;br /&gt;Baby said he couldn't stay, wouldn't put his lips to mine,&lt;br /&gt;And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope&lt;br /&gt;I said, 'Honey, I don't feel so good, don't feel justified&lt;br /&gt;Come on put a little love here in my void,'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;But he didn't get it &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;I thought he was a man&lt;br /&gt;But he was just a little boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know I'm a mess he don't wanna clean up&lt;br /&gt;I got to fold 'cause these hands are too shaky to hold&lt;br /&gt;Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;I think Fiona Apple wrote this song for me. I feel exactly like this sometimes, when I'm at my most negative. Hunger hurts, but starving works - it hurts to want someone real bad and not getting anything back. It's better to just get the delusion out of your head, because damn, "it costs too much to love."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;Girls, you feeling it? Admit it, we all feel that way sometimes. I'd wager my life on it! Every single girl who has been through a relationship,we've felt it or thought it at one point or another. Yes, you there, the one feeling faint from all the estrogen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;(Gahd, what am I typing?!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;But I'm DEFINITELY NOT saying that those are my sentiments right now. I'm happy with him :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="red" align="center" style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;Damn, someone's in a typing mood today. Hahahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-6910951467676159129?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/6910951467676159129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/09/fiona-apple.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/6910951467676159129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/6910951467676159129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/09/fiona-apple.html' title='FIONA APPLE'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-7650770517362254444</id><published>2010-09-12T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T06:44:52.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm singing... =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Brighter Than Sunshine&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - Aqualung&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I never understood before&lt;br /&gt;I never knew what love was for&lt;br /&gt;My heart was broke, my head was sore&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tied up in ancient history&lt;br /&gt;I didnt believe in destiny&lt;br /&gt;I look up you're standing next to me&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall, i don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;And it's brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never saw it happening&lt;br /&gt;I'd given up and given in&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't take the hurt again&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have the strength to fight&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you seemed so right&lt;br /&gt;Me and you&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than the sun&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than the sun&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than the sun, sun, shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will remain a mystery&lt;br /&gt;But give me your hand and you will see&lt;br /&gt;Your heart is keeping time with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Love burns brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;It's brighter than sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Let the rain fall, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours and suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you're mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling in my soul ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;POLDOKI&lt;/b&gt;, this entry is for you. 1 hour palang, I miss you na. Was so sad to see you off at the car awhile ago... Keep in touch, you bum. Okay? &lt;img height="15" src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/heart2.gif" width="15" /&gt; (Parang ang layo at ang tagal di magkikita!) I'll always remember you with these two songs (senti mode)...though they have no relation to you at all. Hahahaha. To me? Hmmm let me think about it... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); border-bottom-width: 1pt; border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Mr.Brightside&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - The Killers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;I'm coming out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;And I've been doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down&lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this&lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And she's calling a cab&lt;br /&gt;While he's having a smoke&lt;br /&gt;And she's taking a drag&lt;br /&gt;Now they're going to bed&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick&lt;br /&gt;And it's all in my head&lt;br /&gt;But she's touching his-chest&lt;br /&gt;Now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;Now, letting me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't look its killing me&lt;br /&gt;And taking control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;Jealousy, turning saints into the sea &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through sick lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibis&lt;br /&gt;But it's just the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Mr Brightside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span  &gt;Do good on your report.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-7650770517362254444?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7650770517362254444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-im-singing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7650770517362254444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7650770517362254444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/09/what-im-singing.html' title='What I&apos;m singing... =)'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-5875944208834924470</id><published>2010-09-12T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T06:38:22.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YECH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); "&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;You're in luck. I'm in an overly-analytical and typing mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size: x-small; text-decoration: none; font: normal normal normal 8pt/normal arial; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; "&gt;I am so &lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: 0px; color: rgb(204, 204, 204); "&gt;TURNED OFF&lt;/strong&gt;. It's not that I'm disgusted or grossed out by this person... It's something worse. I feel disappointed. I might hate a person, but when I say I'm disappointed with someone, its more serious than it appears to be. Disappointment, well, &lt;em style="font-weight: normal; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(250, 175, 190); "&gt;disappoints&lt;/em&gt; me. It washes over me like a sad love song... I hate the feeling. I am so turned off by the shallowest of reasons, someone's profile on fucking Facebook. Why I should care, I don't know. But isn't Facebook the ultimate site or place to market yourself in the way you want other people to see you? With his profile as the proof, does he want people to see him as a cheap, assanine, dope-loving, FHM-hogging, womanizer who has illusions of being, umm,  "street"?  I dislike the idea. Eww. Hopefully it was just a front, or it's his idea of humor. Trust me though, its not funny... waaaaah I'm feeling so bizzare. I really am just turned off. Yech.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-5875944208834924470?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/5875944208834924470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/09/yech.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/5875944208834924470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/5875944208834924470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/09/yech.html' title='YECH.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-7455954329795989301</id><published>2010-02-02T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:52:58.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAWI MUCH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have to realize that love is not enough to make relationship work. We need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;respect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TOTAL COMMITMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. If a person doesn't show respect, doesn't earn your trust, and can't keep a promise, then no matter how many times they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i love you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;those words will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;empty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take time to listen to what they don't say. Take time to look at what they don't show because there are secrets hidden beneath their words. So, don't let passion, but wisdom to decide for you...love wisely because it's never easy to love and get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-7455954329795989301?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7455954329795989301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/02/sawi-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7455954329795989301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7455954329795989301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/02/sawi-much.html' title='SAWI MUCH?'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-1534636112901897280</id><published>2010-02-02T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:47:54.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed and Messed Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     &lt;span&gt;    &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"It's risky falling in love, it's like a narcotic. At first it brings the euphoria of complete surrender. The next day you want more. You're not addicted yet, but you like the sensation, and you think you can still control things. You think about the person you love for two minutes, and forget them for three hours. But then you get used to that person and you become completely dependent on them. Now you think about him for three hours and forget about him for two minutes. If he's not there, you feel like an addict who can't get a fix. And just as addicts steal and humiliate themselves to get what they need, you're willing to do anything for love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-1534636112901897280?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/1534636112901897280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/02/screwed-and-messed-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/1534636112901897280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/1534636112901897280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/02/screwed-and-messed-up.html' title='Screwed and Messed Up'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-3260135139999141450</id><published>2010-02-02T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:56:39.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/S2kYRywb-sI/AAAAAAAAACk/RJRKHqYdQ-c/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433901119360989890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/S2kYRywb-sI/AAAAAAAAACk/RJRKHqYdQ-c/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I love you. I love your eyes. I love your smell. I love your hair. I love your laugh. I love your skin. I love everything inside you. And I'll try to make all the parts that I find, happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you make me happy. So much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Happy monthsary!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&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/4169888967807051090-3260135139999141450?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/3260135139999141450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/02/because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/3260135139999141450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/3260135139999141450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/02/because.html' title='Because.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/S2kYRywb-sI/AAAAAAAAACk/RJRKHqYdQ-c/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-2663692858610241072</id><published>2010-01-28T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T20:54:57.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Or might as well say MY NICKNAME. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;This is creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Your name of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; gives you a clever mind, good business  judgment, a sense of responsibility, and an appreciation of the finer  things of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;You are serious-minded and not inclined to make light of things even in  little ways, and in your younger years you had more mature interests  than others your age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Home and family mean a great deal to you and it is natural that you  should desire the security of a peaceful, settled home environment where  you can enjoy the companionship of family and friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; Whatever you set out to accomplish you do your very best to  complete in accordance with what you consider to be right.       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Although the name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Chaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; creates the urge to  be reliable and responsible, we emphasize that it can cause a superior,  interfering expression whose favorite expression is "I know" when not  combined with a balanced last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;This name, when not  combined with a balanced last name, can also frustrate happiness,  contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses through  worry and mental tension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Get yours at this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kabalarians.com/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;odd  Kabalarian Philosophy name study website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Your name creates your life!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; Interesting, but in the end, scarily determinist, and puts the control  all in the hands of our dear dear dear parents and whatever name they  set their hearts on at that time. My real name is a combination of my father and granfather's name, (MARICAR = Marcos+Carlos) maybe that's a distintly filipino trait. But yeah, I've never hated my name, nor did I  think it was particularly unique or pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;CHAYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;, not Maricar, because I haven't been called that in ages. :)) In hindsight, Maricar  sounds more like a grown-up, pulled together person. But fyeah. Chaye is  just, it's just...me, and it's also just...a nickname. Which might be the  whole point of this philosophy. The second to the last point actually  strikes home... Maybe I should make a mantra out of this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Go  beyond the confines of your name!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/4169888967807051090-2663692858610241072?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/2663692858610241072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/2663692858610241072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/2663692858610241072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-name.html' title='My Name'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-3115726081521667220</id><published>2009-10-08T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:56:56.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;LOVEROIDISM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;It is being paranoid with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; When you're loving too much that you're too scared of everything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AVOID IT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Loveroidism"&lt;/span&gt; is bad for you health, like smoking kills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just want to thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; for making me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;. I just love it. I mean, wala na kong kailangan pa. May mga taong nagmamahal sa akin, at meron akong mga taong mahal. Hindi ko nga maisip kung ano pa wala sa akin eh. I used to envy my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIENDS AND COUSINS &lt;/span&gt;when i was a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;KID&lt;/span&gt;. I'd always pray to God to be pretty like other girls, have lots of toys like that girl. I also wanted to live in a mansion, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. I never liked the person I am. That was decades ago. But now, I couldn't ask for anything more. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt; For giving me my family, Paul, my friends, my school. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL THAT!&lt;/span&gt; This life I have, it's the greatest gift. Who cares if you're not pretty at all? Somebody loves you and will love you, whoever and whatever you are. Who cares if you're not so rich? At least you have people that make you feel rich inside. Who cares if you don't live in a mansion? At least you're with the people you love most, you sleep under one roof. It may be small, but think about it.. In that small house, you get to see each other, whatever happens. But in a mansion, you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just love it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-3115726081521667220?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/3115726081521667220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/10/loveroidism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/3115726081521667220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/3115726081521667220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/10/loveroidism.html' title='LOVE?'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-6567175424266747999</id><published>2009-10-06T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T07:18:19.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEER BELLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Today was in the middle of the spectrum, for me. Kinda sucked but nothing really bad happened. Had slight cephalalgia today, bummer. Add gloomy weather to the mix, and you've got one crappy day. Of course the fact that I missed someone didn't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yesterday was better. BETTER? I went to Perps just to get my TOR. Oh well, ang labo talaga ng system nila. Then hit Starbucks to review a bit with my friend Chie then Paul came. Ate lunch at Jollibee near Sbux.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Juskoday! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Na-stress talaga ako sa pagkuha ng TOR. Aww. Then it was hard for me to understand everything, in NSG. Lord God, Bakit po ako nag-nursing? Poldoki had this idea, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Uwi na ng maaga!"&lt;/span&gt; Paul and I were talking about it while munching. "Ano, sabay ka ba sa akin?" he asked me. Edi yun. Chie went to Mickey D's while me and my Lalabs rode a jeepney from LP to Cavite. We went to his house. Giggly time. We also finished his report about BEER. &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Watda! He keeps on telling me that it was based on research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;that overeating and lack of muscle tone is the main cause of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"beer belly&lt;/span&gt;", and not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEER&lt;/span&gt;. Okay, fine. The it also decreases cardiac diseases and stroke pa daw. Hello, in moderate consumption lang naman. Akala niya siguro papayagan ko na siya uminom ng uminom. In your dreams, Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It was, of course, fun and confortable to be with my boyfie. Gahd, we were together doing nothing. Watching any vids on FB, eating spag, laughing our hearts out on every little thing, and as usual, spilling our guts to each other. Being with him makes me feel being taken care of and loved.&lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:180%;"&gt;Chaye loves Poldokyut. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In life, you should find someone who will dance with you under the nightsky. Even without the moon. Even without the stars. Even if there's no music playing. Even if that someone can't dance well... but still dances with you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-6567175424266747999?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/6567175424266747999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/10/beer-belly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/6567175424266747999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/6567175424266747999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/10/beer-belly.html' title='BEER BELLY'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-2367573468403615678</id><published>2009-10-05T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T00:17:41.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;It took me a month or so to see that I should really think things through. I have been very impulsive with my decisions. It sucks that it had to reach to the point of affecting other people, which i never really intended to. So, to whoever i did wrong this month, or the previous, I'm sorry things turned out this way. As for myself, I'll be more critical of my decisions next time, so that I know that I'm fully aware of what ill be going into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to MY CHILDHOOD DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;*bow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-2367573468403615678?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/2367573468403615678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/10/realization.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/2367573468403615678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/2367573468403615678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/10/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-1585136784351638278</id><published>2009-09-07T22:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:20:08.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hiding Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqXpOlitZ4I/AAAAAAAAABk/JiNMkpVl9zI/s1600-h/url1.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqXpOlitZ4I/AAAAAAAAABk/JiNMkpVl9zI/s400/url1.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378961766769059714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where are you? You’ve seemed a little distant lately. Like you’ve got something to hide. You can tell me. I won’t be mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-1585136784351638278?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/1585136784351638278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/hiding-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/1585136784351638278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/1585136784351638278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/hiding-place.html' title='The Hiding Place'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqXpOlitZ4I/AAAAAAAAABk/JiNMkpVl9zI/s72-c/url1.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-2663014003393447020</id><published>2009-09-07T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:20:40.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE DO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqXmdxyzeQI/AAAAAAAAABc/rReCgqqlwLs/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqXmdxyzeQI/AAAAAAAAABc/rReCgqqlwLs/s400/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378958729220946178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family:verdana;font-size:small;"&gt;So yes, we could kiss. I could kiss you and you could kiss me. There's no science, plane ticket or clock stopping us. But if we kiss, it will end the world. And I've ended the world before. No one survived. Least of all me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&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/4169888967807051090-2663014003393447020?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/2663014003393447020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/2663014003393447020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/2663014003393447020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-do.html' title='WE DO.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqXmdxyzeQI/AAAAAAAAABc/rReCgqqlwLs/s72-c/url.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-628498469814979216</id><published>2009-09-07T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T04:22:01.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy.'/><title type='text'>Self googling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So I googled myself a few minutes ago. Haha! XP Coolness! I'm actually Googlable! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-628498469814979216?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/628498469814979216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-googling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/628498469814979216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/628498469814979216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/self-googling.html' title='Self googling.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-8972314649525952535</id><published>2009-09-07T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:21:39.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>It's just so shaking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I thought it all ended that day. Apparently, it didn't. Almost everyone revealed their guts, as usual. I don't know why this happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;"Its the little things..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;It does make sense now, doesn't it? We cant wait for things to pile up before we start fixing things. It's about prioritizing and taking things for what they are. We cant have this ideal that once we've changed everything will go away. A friend told me, it'll come back to haunt us all. That's just how things go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's just so weird that this is my reaction. I'm not ranting crazily. FOR SOME REASON. I feel empowered. I think I have the power to change things. I just hope people think so as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe because I've been through my share of UPS and DOWNS recently, and I've gotten the best advice from my friends. I think my strength right now is from that. I don't feel weak right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Got me thinking about the future again. I know that it seems stupid to hope for the better BUT I still want to hold on to what i think could happen by then: something to look forward to. Our roots could have gotten the best of us, but i know that things could still get better, even at the hardest of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;EMO but not so much that i would self-mutilate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm much too much of a coward for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;OR I'm just sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;- Chaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-8972314649525952535?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/8972314649525952535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-just-so-shaking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/8972314649525952535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/8972314649525952535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-just-so-shaking.html' title='It&apos;s just so shaking.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-262018760447330529</id><published>2009-09-07T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:23:15.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ON PATIENCE AND ENDURANCE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;It's been quite a week, I guess. I never knew that I could be this way regarding something. Usually, whenever times like these come along, I toss it out and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;For some reason, Im still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still willing to wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still willing to find out what's on the other end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Its really weird how, even with the torture, I can still say I'll be there. I dunno if anyone can relate, well I guess some people can. Something's changed in me. I'm not in a rush, even with this rant being published. I just need to vent it out, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I'm just frustrated of the lack of presence. Its no one's fault, really. I understand the situation that is given. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;All I'm saying, is that this has happened before but I'm reacting differently this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;I JUST MISS YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-262018760447330529?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/262018760447330529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-patience-and-endurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/262018760447330529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/262018760447330529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-patience-and-endurance.html' title='ON PATIENCE AND ENDURANCE'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-8509616055476070915</id><published>2009-09-07T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T21:27:51.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MAKING CHOICES</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;AND DOING THE RIGHT THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was pretty fruitful for me. I won't go into detail but all I'll say is that I'm enlightened. I had a choice to make and with the help of a very good friend, I made the right one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life gives us so much crap. As another friend told me before, life offers us nothing but crap, We just have to pick the one with less damaging factor in order to stay sane. I guess it really is that way. I mean, we all have to make a choice sometime on our lives. No matter how big or small that choice may be, it will be life changing. Right now I'm faced with another fork in the road. AND I need to make another choice that would affect a big part of my life. I can see possibilities, but with these possibilities is the loss of another. I'm not really sure what I should do. Choice one is to wait, for two months. Choice two is to just go with what i find on the way with the chance of losing something great in the process. Ive gone through the first before with, well, that's for me to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I just said I'll try. I really will. I need time to think this through as well. Need to sort myself out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is crap. Is it? - Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Chaye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-8509616055476070915?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/8509616055476070915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-choices.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/8509616055476070915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/8509616055476070915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-choices.html' title='MAKING CHOICES'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-7297953177227228881</id><published>2009-09-07T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:52:43.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebookemon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:'times new roman';font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;div  style="margin-left: 20px;font-family:Helvetica,Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The term used for the collection of people, on your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Facebook"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1237866323_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt; friends list, that you dont actually talk to or know in real life. Related to popular tv program and game pokeamon, where the aim is to collect as many diffrent Pocket Monsters as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave&lt;/span&gt; - "Hey, my friends collection is getting up to two hundred"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve&lt;/span&gt; - "How many do you really know? go admit it, most of them are Facebookemon"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John &lt;/span&gt;- "Gotta catch em all, gotta catch em all!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0px; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin: 0px; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- HAHAHA! Gotta catch 'em all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-7297953177227228881?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7297953177227228881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/facebookemon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7297953177227228881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7297953177227228881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/facebookemon.html' title='Facebookemon.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-5979843169239315970</id><published>2009-09-07T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:51:38.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got it from FB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTaDPwdNDI/AAAAAAAAABI/LApmb7BwVEA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTaDPwdNDI/AAAAAAAAABI/LApmb7BwVEA/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378663604291449906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 face="verdana" style="text-align: center; font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mahal kita, todo todo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Walang BREAK, walang preno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3  style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mabangga man sa kanto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ikaw pa rin ang MAHAL KO.♥&lt;br /&gt;Sa dahon ng gumamela.&lt;br /&gt;Sa bulaklak ng sampaguita.&lt;br /&gt;Doon mo makikita ang salitang "MAHAL KITA!"&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita sa Tagalog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love you sa English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;43 sa Mathematics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Ewan ko lang sa Physics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Tubig is water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Ilog is river.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Combine it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU POREBER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Okay. I posted this on my boyfie's profile. I just love him so much.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-5979843169239315970?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/5979843169239315970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-it-from-fb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/5979843169239315970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/5979843169239315970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/got-it-from-fb.html' title='Got it from FB.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTaDPwdNDI/AAAAAAAAABI/LApmb7BwVEA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-6013760648115247662</id><published>2009-09-07T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:51:01.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fat'/><title type='text'>I want.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTUyNKGaMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KRASX_GB28I/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTUyNKGaMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KRASX_GB28I/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378657813977786562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Those chocolate chips just look too good, YUM.&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-6013760648115247662?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/6013760648115247662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/6013760648115247662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/6013760648115247662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-want.html' title='I want.'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTUyNKGaMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/KRASX_GB28I/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-7249853874549747683</id><published>2009-09-07T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T21:31:03.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>FRIENDSTER: My favorite post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;" class="postentry"&gt;      &lt;p style="padding-left: 30px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;YOU CHANGED MY LOVE, ayy LIFE paLa!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="padding-left: 30px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a movie date with my &lt;strong&gt;BOYFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt; last week March 11 (Wednesday), 7 months after I’ve watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Very Special Love&lt;/span&gt; with my relatives, I was able to spend giggly time with him. AND we were smiling and laughing our hearts out before &amp;amp; after watching the sequel, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Changed My Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boyfie and I have already talked about our movie date a few weeks ago na hindi lang talaga matuloy tuloy.  I made a pact that I won’t ever miss that movie. yerrr!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways, I had  so much fun while watching the film. As expected, there were a lot of people in the cinema.(Nakakatawa yuNg &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAWA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;ng iba) :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; John Lloyd aka &lt;strong&gt;Miggy Montenegro&lt;/strong&gt; was ooooozing with sex appeal. *sigh* All his shots, from all angles, all sides, from head to toe, he was sooo freaking HOT! &lt;em&gt;okay, now I’m freaking!! &lt;em&gt;Hahaha.. (sSssHh, Hot diN nman bf kUh) HiHi..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE MOVIE&lt;/strong&gt;,  is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;light and heartwarming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, those Li’L &lt;span style="color: rgb(128, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*KiLiG*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; moments are enough to make me go “awwww” and “oooh” and “weeee!!”.. the “bebe koh” ringtones, the corny dialogues &lt;em&gt;(mas mahal kita)&lt;/em&gt;, the power hugs, those killer smiles… ahhh!! what more can i say?&gt;:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although this movie has much more tension moments and has a little bit heavier drama compared to the first one, I was much more enlightened with the message of the story. Something about loving someone at the outmost of one’s ability.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE IS NOT QUANTIFIABLE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; “Like what Miggy said, “&lt;em&gt;di ko man kayang tumbasan ang feelings mo para akin, yung pagmamahal ko hindi nagbabago yan.. kung hanggang saan lang ang kaya ko para maipakita ko kung gaano kita kamahal, sana ay makasapat na iyon sa iyo.. dahil hindi nasusukat ang pagmamahal…” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO TRUE. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Real love is unmeasurable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s infinite yet so powerful. Oftentimes, we begin to realize that you can never love someone greater than the way they love you. But what matters most is you know how to express the power of love and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 128);"&gt;the power of HUG. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;YES! YES! Yes, in between giggles, i managed to grasp the moral of the story .&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;…………………………………………………………………………..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 255);"&gt;Here’s some of the funny lines slash memorable quotes slash cheesy dialogues that i have memorized. &lt;img src="http://sexystarxx03.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;Alam mo, feeling ko, magaling ka talaga sa puzzle.. kasi umaga pa lang, binuo mo na ang araw ko!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;Dahil narito ka na, pababaunan kita ng Power Hug!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;Isa akong letter V!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;bakit?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;para i’m always right next to U…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;I am not jealous, I can’t be jealous, I’ve never been jealous… NGAYON LANG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;Naku..Miggy Montenegro, wag mo akong sanaying nang ganito. baka hanap-hanapin ko to..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;o, di masanay ka na.. wala naman akong balak na itigil to…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;I’m the worst person to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;Ito na yung best ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;pakiramdam ko, mas mahal kita kesa mas mahal mo ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manang Vida: &lt;strong&gt;Alam mo, kung nasan man ngayon si Laida, siguradong pagod na pagod na yun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;Bakit naman ho?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manang Vida: &lt;strong&gt;Kasi buong araw at magdamag na syang tumatakbo sa isip mo eh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Manang Vida: &lt;strong&gt;siguro, letter A ka..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;A po?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manang Vida: &lt;strong&gt;kasi you’re not meant to B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Manang Vida: &lt;strong&gt;February 15 na. tapos na Valentine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;Belated Happy Valentines po!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;Umm.. Laida?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;Yes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pinalapit ni miggy sa kanya, then ni-kiss ni Laida si Miggy sa cheeks..elevator opens..&lt;br /&gt;Gio: &lt;strong&gt;Guys, tulungan nyo ako, ang haba ng buhok ni Laida, baka maipit..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;inside the elevator:&lt;br /&gt;Matet: &lt;strong&gt;6 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joross: &lt;strong&gt;tingin ko 3 months&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gio: &lt;strong&gt;hindi, 3 weeks..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;four…….&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gio and Joross: &lt;strong&gt;4 days?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;four……..ever!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;Kuya, was it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Art: &lt;strong&gt;what is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;You and Christina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Art:&lt;strong&gt; if taking over our family business and making it as big as it is now, then the sacrifice is all worth it.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;ang hirap maging ikaw, Kuya.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art: &lt;strong&gt;I’m not asking you to be me. I’m asking you to be better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Tantay (father of Laida): &lt;strong&gt;Uy ang aga mo ah.. napadaan ka lang uli?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy:&lt;strong&gt; hindi po, susunduin ko po si Laida..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Al Tantay: &lt;strong&gt;alam ko namimiss mo sya.. sige lang..iiyak mo lang.. di naman ako magagalit eh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;eee… tanunging mo muna ako kung ano yung gusto ko..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;Laida, ano ba gusto mo?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: (pakipot style) &lt;strong&gt;iii…. tayo.. weee!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;bakit andito sya? bakita kasama mo sya?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laida: &lt;strong&gt;kasi wala ka… kasi sya yung nandito.. kasi wala ka!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miggy: &lt;strong&gt;Laida, hindi mo alam ang mga pinagdaanan ko para makarating dito..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND xOo much MORE.. and MORE.. and MORE. &lt;img src="http://sexystarxx03.blog.friendster.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169888967807051090-7249853874549747683?l=killiankeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7249853874549747683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/friendster-my-favorite-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7249853874549747683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169888967807051090/posts/default/7249853874549747683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killiankeira.blogspot.com/2009/09/friendster-my-favorite-post.html' title='FRIENDSTER: My favorite post'/><author><name>Killian Keira</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03113498443712284646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/StMcUw22UWI/AAAAAAAAABs/S1o2Lr3EfpE/S220/KIKAY12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169888967807051090.post-2849258295968289841</id><published>2009-09-07T02:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:49:01.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><title type='text'>FIRST</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTODyqLu2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/37nOcAH73Hk/s1600-h/1_348382894l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhZc3TFBIYE/SqTODyqLu2I/AAAAAAAAAAw/37nOcAH73Hk/s200/1_348382894l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378650419520846690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;HELLO FRIENDS and fellow blogger. 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