<?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-21002475</id><updated>2011-09-29T16:14:32.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7971240509035977212</id><published>2009-10-06T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T12:33:53.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trigger</title><content type='html'>kumbaga sa baril, ako yung trigger. i've been told na malakas ang boses ko, and that was not the first time that a teacher told me how i interrupted our class with my loud voice. pero that was the first time na sobrang nagalit yung teacher tapos dinismiss niya yung class, AGAD, pati yung lab class niya nung hapon na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hindi ko alam kung anong dapat kong ma-feel. in a way, nakakaguilty dun sa mga kaklase kong gustong matuto. taking into account kung gaano kabagal magturo yung teacher namin, yung 1 lost meeting na yun ay mahalaga. kung bagalan pa niya, sabi nga ng isa ko pang kaklase, baka next sem na kami matapos. pero hindi ako nagiguilty na malakas yung boses ko, kasi kahit anong gawin ko, ganun talaga ako. bata pa lang ako sinasabihan na ako na kailangan kong manahimik.. kahit sarili kong pamilya, gumagawa ng ways para mapatahimik ako... so ibig sabihin, kung magiguilty ako dahil sa malakas ang boses ko kanina, magiguilty ako all my life. gets? hindi ko siya kaya icontrol. pero ang alam kong kaya kong icontrol ay yung kung kailan ako dapat at hindi dapat nagsasalita. dyan pa siguro ako nagiguilty, pero hindi dahil malakas ang boses ko. haha. paikot-ikot lang yung sinabi ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;malas ko lang talaga na nagsalita ako nung medyo nanahimik na yung mga tao... edi bonggang-bonggang pangingibabaw ng boses ko. well, alam kong dapat akong mag-sorry, in the same sense na dapat magsorry kaming lahat na hindi nakikinig at may ibang ginagawa. well, wala pa naman kasing papakinggan kasi nandun lang siya sa board.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang guilty ay iba sa nakokosiyensya. hindi ako nakokonsiyensya na ipinakita kong hindi ako interesado kasi evil naman talaga ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i just didn't like the way that addressed me... i mean lahat nung sinabi niya, sinabi niya sakin. yung "ang lakas kasi ng boses mo" akin talaga yun, pero yung lahat hindi naman. my b**** self got the better of me kaya nung sabihin niyang uwian na, ipinakita ko talagang nagliligpit na ako ng gamit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala na. hindi ko rin gets yung point ng entry na ito. wala nga dapat ito kasi dapat ang ginagawa ko ngayon ay hum paper.. pero bago matapos, i think i owe my classmates an apology...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so imed, sorry. instead na tapos na yung lab niyo.. maeextend pa ng isang week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7971240509035977212?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7971240509035977212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7971240509035977212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7971240509035977212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7971240509035977212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/10/trigger.html' title='trigger'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-3131154053162270728</id><published>2009-09-24T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T23:00:37.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 states</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;today was one of those days na gusto kong maalala kasi proud akong nasurvive ko siya. marami naman atang ganoong days, especially sa imed. haha. halimbawa na lamang ay sa monday. kalahati ng klase ay may reporting right before a major exam. so kumakamusta namang toxicity yan. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;umaga, ok pa ako kasi nagising ako namang maaga para simulan ang biolab rep. usually pag monday, nagjijip ako kasi mabilis pa maaga, pero dahil na-engross ako sa paggawa ng biolab, nalate na ako ng alis ng bahay.. so LRT na lang. naabutan ko sa station si tristan, tapos sinamahan ko siya. edi nandun kami sa male area. tapos nakakaguilty kasi 2 trains na ata yung pwede siya makisiksik, kung hindi lang niya ako kasama. eh nagmamadali pa pala siya. bukod sa bayani si tristan kasi sa halip na mag-jip (dahil nagmamadali nga siya) ay naglakad siya para makasilong ako sa payong niya, ang point ko ay... emotional state #1: guilt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nagstart na maglecture si mam de vera, ok pa kasi nakukuha ko naman lahat. nang bigla siysang tumigil sa may bandang esopagus... dandandandan...... exam results! yung exam na pinaghandaan ko ng bonggang-bongga. nagstay ako sa medlib hanggang 9pm. ni-trans ko ang notes ko. sinagutan ko ang lahat ng homework. BUT NO! hindi ko ilalagay yung score ko pero i was 10 f***ing points lower than my second exam. bagong record. nabeat niya yung biolab second exam ko. ito na ngayon ang pinakamababa ko in my entire bio life. i know kadiri pero i as biting my finger, to keep myself from crying. plus ang aking nervous tick, ang pag-amoy sa buhok ko. habang nirerecall yung questions and answers, yun ang ginagawa ko.. while praying na hindi ko malampasan yung quota kong 1 failure a day (kasi alam kong ibibigay na in yung biolab). so again, ang point ko ay..&lt;br&gt;emotional state #2: self-pity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;habang papunta ng lounge, nagrant ako kay mark r. hindi pa ako nakuntento. hinila ko pa yug buddy ko palabas ng MSU tapos dun ako nagant sa kanya para hindi ako marinig ng mga tao (na parang wala nang saysay kasi nilagay ko na rin ito sa blog ko so basically nagant na ako sa buong mundo). pagkatapos niya akong bigyan ng advice, sabi ko "buddy pa-hug naman.." tapos ni-hug niya ako at sabi niya "next time wag dito, masyadong public..." HAHAHA. need i say more?&lt;br&gt;emotional state #3: hiya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagbalik ko sa lounge, ayaw talaga ng yahoo mail so nagcompshop na lang kami ni mark r. pagdating dun, nakita ko yung outlines na gawa ng groupmates ko tapos sobrang iba-iba ng format. yung iba kulang, yung iba sobra. pero yun naman ang job ko eh, so ok lang. tapos nalaman kong yung mga info na kailangan ko ay hindi nasend sa email ko. by then, i was silently summoning good mood kasi i was choosing over being angry at some of my groupmates for not doing what i expected or being angry at myself for not telling them what i expected. nanalo yung at myself. buti na lang. kasi as it turned out, wala naman pala talaga silang kasalanan pero they even tried to make up for it. so thanks natsci groupmates na makakabasa nito, and sorry na i haven't been the best leader i can be. so yun nga, after ko magcompshop, sobrang umuulan na pala. eh wala nga akong payong diba. mega sugod ako sa pazmen, hindi naman pala dun yung histo. so lalong najustify yung inis ko sa sarili ko. kaya ayan....&lt;br&gt;emotional state #4: naiinis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagkatapos ng histo, na may gwapong yoshitsune guy na may 24 karat gold glitters habang tumatalon nang mataas, hinintay ko si mark r. sa may biolab. ang tagal niya kaya nagpunta na lang ako sa alva (compshop na naman) para tapusin na yung outline. at natapos ko nga... nang maalala kong, may questions pa! for an hour siguro, dirediretso lang ako nag-imbento ng mga tanong na MC at T/F. minsan nga yung MC ginagawa kong fill in the blanks, at T/F na rin (like which of the ff. statements is true?). at hindi pa ako naglalunch nun. alam naman ng mga tao na iba ang effect sa akin ng gutom, napaka-detrimental niya kaya...&lt;br&gt;emotional state #5: pressured.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos biolab na. naayos naman yung natsci namin (thanks groupmates!). hindi ko na idedetail kasi medyo marami kaming ginawa sa biolab.. gaya ng job ni whatever na magsuck at magblow ng blood. kayo ha.... alam ko iniisip niyo. :)&lt;br&gt;gumawa ng solution gamit ang triple beam balance. first time ko yun, pramis. tapos siyempre, dumaldal like i always do. then.... biolab results! isa ang ang masasabi ko... YEY! kung anong ibinaba ko sa biolec, siyang itinaas ko sa biolab.. o higit pa. so YEY at emotional state #6: overjoyed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos natsci. reporting ng group 1. wala naman anything super remarkable bukod dun sa instance na napatunayan naming "great minds think alike". haha. funny lang na may mga instances pang ganun. yung after natsci ang mas funny. technically hindi siya after natsci pero after natsci ikiniwento sakin. hindi ko pwedeng ikwento kasi hindi ko nga naman kwento yun pero basta. napatunayan kong hindi lang ako ang nagkamali sa mga bagay-bagay sa world, di ba tristan? hahahahahahaha. sorry na, funny lang talaga.&lt;br&gt;emotional state #7: relieved and "amazed". :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang haba naman ng entry na ito. medyo isang oras ko rin ito ginawa. pero ok lang. nag-enjoy naman ako sa pagrecount ng mga emotional states that i've been through today. sana lang magawa ko nang maayos ang p6 labrep at makadiscuss kami ng matino bukas for our analysis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-3131154053162270728?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3131154053162270728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=3131154053162270728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3131154053162270728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3131154053162270728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/09/7-states.html' title='7 states'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2876968019585053664</id><published>2009-09-17T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:42:22.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wala akong sasabihin..</title><content type='html'>..kundi SALAMAT IPC-MATES. yeah. the eight of you. at to sir/dr. leslie din, kung mabasa niyo man po blog ko. thanks for all the understanding, patience, concern, appreciation and love. i couldn't thank you enough. i also couldn't imagine how yesterday's class would be if you were not my IPC-mates. despite everything.. oh, EVERYTHING that happened, i wouldn't have it any other way. ngayon ko lang kasi naprocess yung mga bagay-bagay.. pinostpone ko muna kasi may biolec. naisip kong it was a huge step, at least for me. sori naman dito na lang ako nag-state of the IPC class address. kahit puro ____ lang nagawa ko kahapon, sana may natutunan rin kayo from me kasi honestly, ang dami kong natutunan from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ayan ha, confidential talaga. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit marami pa naman akong chance kasi magkakasama naman ata tayo forever, gusto ko lang sabihin na mahal na mahal ko kayong lahat. seryoso. *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not just looking on the brighter side. this is looking at the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan, may happy entry na yung blog ko. after a series of sad entries. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks nga rin pala sa block13. sana magawa natin yun more often. not the race ha, yung mga laro natin after. eric, the cartwheel lord. :)&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p 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jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6952255188960606534</id><published>2009-08-20T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:53:21.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up..</title><content type='html'>isa't kalahating buwan na pala akong walang nasusulat sa planner ko. as in. dati para xang diary in bullet form, may keywords lang na magpapaalala sakin nung mga nangyari sa day na yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung una nakakasulat pa ko everyday, bago ako matulog. nung magstart na maging toxic, parang every weekend na lang. ang hirap nga magrecount ng mga nangyari ng buong week, pero pinipilit ko pa rin. or pag wala na talagang time, nirerecord ko na lang (mas mabilis ikwento kaysa isulat). tapos dati every week may collage ako ng pics kasi everyday ko naman dala cam ko. ngayon, sa sobrang parati ko na syang nakakalimutan dalhin, namisplace ko na yung battery ng cam ko, kaya mas lalo ko na hindi nadadala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala lang. nanghihinayang lang ako sa memories. LU2 na kasi eh, next year 'tunay na med' na. medyo hiwa-hiwalay na rin kami, at masasabi ko ngayon na mahalaga sakin yung bawat memory (short-term or long-term haha) na magagawa ko with imed. kahit most of those memories ay acads-related, iba pa rin yung pakiramdam ng memories with people who share the same goal, to be a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have a lot of catching up to do. again, not in the acads part. i want to catch up with other people. feeling ko kasi i tend to focus so much on my life, na para bang nalalampasan na ako nung opportunities to learn from others. and to do that, i must interact with them/you. and to interact with them/you kailangan friends kami/tayo. kaya pagpasensyahan nyo na pag minsan FC (feeling close, in case you don't know what that means) ako. kahit hindi lahat ng oras masaya kami, mahal ko pa rin ang 2015.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halata bang bum mode ako ngayon? hehe. saka na lang si hyman, pagtapos ko mag-emo. joke. wala lang. inieexercise ko lang ang aking limbic system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta dapat magsusulat/magrerecord na ako ulit. tapos pics. gusto ko ng bagong cam. haha. at gagawa ng more meaningful memories with imed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUBLIC ADVISORY:&lt;br /&gt;hoy mga friendliness! miss ko na kayo. alam nyo na kung sino kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa pang PUBLIC ADVISORY:&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday Marianne! miss na kita! labyu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayan. babay.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6952255188960606534?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6952255188960606534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6952255188960606534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6952255188960606534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6952255188960606534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/08/catching-up.html' title='catching up..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2037472843230386134</id><published>2009-08-17T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:46:35.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the irony</title><content type='html'>minsan talaga dumadating yung point sa buhay mo na narerealize mong iba na yung pinaniniwalaan mo ngayon sa pinaniniwalaan mo dati. alam kong mas tama yung dati, pero mas masaya ako sa ngayon. may part na namimiss ko yung dati kong 'paniniwala' kasi noon hindi pa komplikado ang lahat. pag may tanong ako, nasasagot at nakukuntento ako. pag di naman masagot, ayos lang rin kasi naniniwala naman ako sa Kanya eh. blind faith ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniisip ko tuloy kung bakit ako lumayo sa Kanya. kasi kung alam ko yung rason, pag naalis ko yung harang na yun, edi ok na lahat. ang kaso, hindi ko alam. wala naman daw tupang naligaw tapos di nakabalik. how i wish ganun lang yun kasimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may point din na naenlighten na ako. yung tipong 'babaguhin ko na yung buhay' ko.. then poof! it became koko crunch. may nangyari tapos parang natabunan lahat ng enlightenment ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating sa paggawa ng mga supposedly maling bagay, depende naman yan sa kung gaano kalupit ang diyos mo (take note: small d). yun ay kung may takot ka sa diyos na pinaniniwalaan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. hindi siguro lahat ng alam kong utos Niya ay utos Niya talaga. yung iba siguro dun misinterpretation na lang ng mga tao. after all, tao pa rin naman sila.. tayo. o baka gusto ko lang mabawasan yung pagka-mali nung mali ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mukhang matagal pa ulit bago ko makapag-isip ng mga ganito. maiintindihan naman siguro Niya na kailangan ko munang ipostpone ang pagmumuni-muni ko kasi toxic na uli ang mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. wala lang yan. isa yang malaking inside joke na Siya at ako lang ang makakagets. :) &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2037472843230386134?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7993253608036449207</id><published>2009-08-17T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T03:40:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the irony</title><content type='html'>minsan talaga dumadating yung point sa buhay mo na narerealize mong iba na yung pinaniniwalaan mo ngayon sa pinaniniwalaan mo dati. alam kong mas tama yung dati, pero mas masaya ako sa ngayon. may part na namimiss ko yung dati kong 'paniniwala' kasi noon hindi pa komplikado ang lahat. pag may tanong ako, nasasagot at nakukuntento ako. pag di naman masagot, ayos lang rin kasi naniniwala naman ako sa Kanya eh. blind faith ba yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniisip ko tuloy kung bakit ako lumayo sa Kanya. kasi kung alam ko yung rason, pag naalis ko yung harang na yun, edi ok na lahat. ang kaso, hindi ko alam. wala naman daw tupang naligaw tapos di nakabalik. how i wish ganun lang yun kasimple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may point din na naenlighten na ako. yung tipong 'babaguhin ko na yung buhay' ko.. then poof! it became koko crunch. may nangyari tapos parang natabunan lahat ng enlightenment ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag dating sa paggawa ng mga supposedly maling bagay, depende naman yan sa kung gaano kalupit ang diyos mo (take note: small d). yun ay kung may takot ka sa diyos na pinaniniwalaan mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. hindi siguro lahat ng alam kong utos Niya ay utos Niya talaga. yung iba siguro dun misinterpretation na lang ng mga tao. after all, tao pa rin naman sila.. tayo. o baka gusto ko lang mabawasan yung pagka-mali nung mali ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mukhang matagal pa ulit bago ko makapag-isip ng mga ganito. maiintindihan naman siguro Niya na kailangan ko munang ipostpone ang pagmumuni-muni ko kasi toxic na uli ang mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. wala lang yan. isa yang malaking inside joke na Siya at ako lang ang makakagets. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7993253608036449207?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7993253608036449207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7993253608036449207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7993253608036449207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7993253608036449207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/08/irony.html' title='the irony'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1110682478065182707</id><published>2009-08-05T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:17:20.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCR's Drugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden;width: 0px;height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNDk*NzEwMTMxMjUmcHQ9MTI*OTQ3MTAxOTE3MSZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPWFmMzZjZjQ3MDllMDQxMWE5ZDE1ZTgwY2UzOTA1NzI2Jm9mPTA=.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-305419311962332346?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/305419311962332346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=305419311962332346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/305419311962332346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/305419311962332346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/08/mcr-death-before-disco.html' title='MCR&amp;#39;s Death Before Disco'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6376673040874782475</id><published>2009-08-05T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T19:05:53.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paramore + No Doubt. cool. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTIxlBQOQOA&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTIxlBQOQOA&amp;color1=0x6699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6376673040874782475?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6376673040874782475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6376673040874782475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6376673040874782475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6376673040874782475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/08/paramore-no-doubt-cool.html' title='Paramore + No Doubt. cool. :)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2754324961403620606</id><published>2009-03-26T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:24:28.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song for him</title><content type='html'>  &lt;h4&gt;You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;h4&gt;You're on the phone with your girlfriend, She's upset&lt;br&gt; She's going off about something that you said&lt;br&gt; She doesnt get your humour like I do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; I'm in the room, its a typical Tuesday night&lt;br&gt; I'm listening to the kind of music she doesnt like&lt;br&gt; And she'll never know your story like I do&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts&lt;br&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br&gt; That what you're lookin for has been here the whole time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans&lt;br&gt; I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be&lt;br&gt; Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself&lt;br&gt; Hey isnt this easy?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town&lt;br&gt; I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down&lt;br&gt; You say you find I know you better than that&lt;br&gt; Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; She wears high heels, I wear sneakers&lt;br&gt; She's cheer captain and I'm on the bleachers&lt;br&gt; Dreaming bout the day when you'll wake up and find&lt;br&gt; That what you're looking for has been here the whole time&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; If you could see that I'm the one who understands you&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see? &lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Standin by, waiting at your back door&lt;br&gt; All this time how could you not know that?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night&lt;br&gt; I'm the one who makes you laugh when you know you're about to cry&lt;br&gt; I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams&lt;br&gt; I think I know where you belong. I think I know it's with me.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Can't you see that I'm the one who understand you?&lt;br&gt; Been here all along so why can't you see?&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Standing by or waiting at your back door&lt;br&gt; All this time how could you not know that&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Have you ever thought just maybe&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; You belong with me&lt;br&gt; &lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2754324961403620606?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2754324961403620606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2754324961403620606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2754324961403620606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2754324961403620606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-for-him.html' title='song for him'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4136474963204159436</id><published>2009-02-08T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:21:15.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>salamat sa y!m. grabe. this is my happiest night in three weeks. "nakausap" ko ulit ang mga taong pinakanakakakilala sa akin. kahit hindi ko sila madalas nakakasama, nararamadan kong mahal nila ako. :) salamat friends. iba talaga effect niyo sakin. kita niyo, napasulat tuloy ako ng blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i really feel like... myself. alam kong wala akong tinatago kapag kayo ang kasama/kausap ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i love you friends. i love ym's computer call rin. :)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-4136474963204159436?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4136474963204159436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4136474963204159436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4136474963204159436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4136474963204159436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-5938969483463711287</id><published>2009-02-08T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:14:03.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCR is back! :)</title><content type='html'>  &lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/JtteufgsqU/aus=false/pv=2"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/v/JtteufgsqU/aus=false/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="345"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/mychemicalromance/video/4ZKmmYyR/my_chemical_romance_desolation_row_music_video/"&gt;Desolation Row - My Chemical Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They made this Bob Dylan cover for the soundtrack of the movie, Watchmen. :)&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-5938969483463711287?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5938969483463711287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=5938969483463711287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5938969483463711287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5938969483463711287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/02/mcr-is-back.html' title='MCR is back! :)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-32022104905603566</id><published>2009-01-18T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:21:27.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsent letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;haha. hindi ko alam kung bakit naiisip ko na naman pagtatapat, gaya ng ginawa ko dati. binigla ko yung isang tao nung sabihin ko sa kanyang gusto ko siya. sinabi ko yun pagkatapos kong ipakita sa kanya yung pinaghirapan kong collage na puro mukha niya. haha. nakakatawa kaya yung reaksyon niya nun. dapat nga ipapakita ko sa kanya yung private multiply album ko, na puro mukha niya kaso sabi niya wala raw siyang multiply.. so ayun, ginawa kong collage tapos inupload ko sa isang file hosting site. nagIM ako sa kanya tapos binigay ko yung link nung picture. sa ym ako nagtapat. hahaha. at kahit ngayon hindi ko pa rin maisip kung bakit ko yun ginawa. kaya nga naguguluhan ako ngayon kasi nafifeel ko na namang ulitin siya. ayoko naman kasing malalaman mo na 'ginusto' kita, mas maganda yung malaman mong 'gusto' kita. wala kasing thrill pag tapos na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pero matalino ka naman, hindi ako naniniwalang hindi mo pa alam. kung yung mga ibang tao nga napansin nila, at wala na akong ibang nagawa kundi aminin, ikaw pa kaya. pwede rin namang ayaw mo lang pansinin. o pwede ring ayaw mong maniwala. o pwede ring ayaw mo. [period!] ewan ko. kahit marami tayong napapag-uusapan, malamang hindi yun kasali di ba? haha. hindi naman ako makakaramdam ng ganito kung hindi ka iba eh. iba sa paraang maganda, hindi iba as in weird. unang pagkakaiba ay ikaw pa lang talaga yung naging inspirasyon ko. yung tipong pag inisip kita, mapapapaaral talaga ako. hindi yun sapilitan gaya dati na kelangan ko pang sabihin sa sarili ko na mag-aral para mapatunayang yung taong gusto ko ay inspirasyon at hindi sagabal. marami pang ibang pagkakaiba. hindi ka drummer, hindi ka artista, hindi ka gitarista, hindi ka gwapo, hindi ka cute, hindi ka kwela. ikaw na ang pinakanormal o pinakapayak o pinakasimple na nagustuhan ko. pero yung pinakagusto kong kinaiba mo ay yung totoo ka. masaya ako na lahat ng nakikita ko sayo ay totoo, na bahagi ka ng mundo ko. ibig kong sabihin, naaabot kita. nakakausap. nakikita.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nabanggit ko nga na pumapasok na naman sa isip ko yung pagtatapat, pero asa namang gawin ko yun. nasa katinuan pa naman ako. at kahit ngayon ko lang naramdaman yung ganitong nararamdaman ko, hindi pa ako handang ipahiya ang sarili ko. totoo nga siguro yung sabi nung mga baraha, na takot akong pumili. siguro ito na yung pagpipilian ako, kung sasabihin ko o hindi. kung tutuusin hindi naman kailangan eh, wala naman akong gustong mangyari. gusto ko ganito lang. baka kaya ko 'to sinulat para dito ko ituon yung naiisip kong pagtatatapat. o baka masyado lang kitang iniisip. ewan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nalampasan ko na yung bahagi ng kakornihan. ganun naman parati pag nagkakagusto sa isang tao, bigla-bigla nagiging korni. tapos na ako dun. hindi na ganun kababaw yung nararamdaman ko para masabing "ikaw ang nagbibigay ng ngiti sa aking puso" o "sa araw-araw, ang nagpapabangon sa akin ay yung ideya na makikita kita ulit". pag binabalikan ko yung mga panahong nasabi ko yun habang iniisip kita, nandidiri ako. sa ngayon, ang dialog ko ay, "dahil sa'yo kakayanin ko ang pitong taon"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ilalagay ko 'to sa blog ko para pag nabasa mo, baka bigla mong mapagtanto na minsan kasi kahit hindi ka na lumingon, makikita mo yung hinahanap mo. nakakatawa lang isipin na kahit anong pilit kong tigilan, kung kailan mawawala na, saka ka naman nagbibigay ng rason para ipagpatuloy ko. parating ganun. sana sa susunod na pagkakataong sasabihin ko sa sarili kong "wag na", sayo na galing yung rason. ikaw mismo ang magpapakita sakin na wala namang patutunguhan yung nararamdaman ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;basta babawiin kita. haha. nagseselos ako. kadiri.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sige, yun lang muna, gagawa pa ako ng chemlab report .  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-32022104905603566?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/32022104905603566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=32022104905603566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/32022104905603566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/32022104905603566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/unsent-letter.html' title='unsent letter'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-3754984420765126051</id><published>2009-01-10T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:09:13.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frog at crap</title><content type='html'>ayan na ang pamalit ko sa f*ck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakakainis. ang tanga ko. kahapon kasi pumunta ako sa makati shang mag-isa. umalis ako pagkatapos agad ng class so mga 5:30 nasa may glorietta na ako. nagpalibot-libot muna ako dun para magpalipas ng oras, hanggang tawagan ako ng mga friends ko na malapit na sila. mula dun sa part ng music one at powerbooks, pumunta ako sa kabilang side, sa may sm. nadaanan ko yung car show sa ground floor.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos ngayon, pumunta ako sa bloomfields forums, nakita kong 6pm kahapon tumugtug sila for the car show! dun mismo sa glorietta! nagpalibot-libot lang ako, sinayang ko ang pagkakataong mapanood ulit si rocky collado. waaaaaah. sad talaga. medyo late na nagstart yung debut.. sana nagstay muna ako sa glorietta at pinanood sila. kaso nga tanga ako, kaya hindi ko alam. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-3754984420765126051?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3754984420765126051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=3754984420765126051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3754984420765126051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3754984420765126051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2009/01/frog-at-crap.html' title='frog at crap'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-5388135903257701612</id><published>2008-12-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:56:20.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome 2009!</title><content type='html'>happy new year! yey. buti hindi pa ako inaantok. ang sarap kaya matulog after kumain nang masarap. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na pantayan ang lahat ng naidulot sa akin ng taong 2008. baka ako lang ang ganito ang pananaw pero parang 2008 yung pinakamabilis na taon.. kasi parang ang daming nangyari sa loob ng maikling panahon. siguro dahil sa transition from high school to college. nakakatuwa makakita ng pagbabago (for better) ng ibang tao pero mas nakakatuwa pag nakikita mo yung mga pagbabago sa sarili mo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na ipakita sa akin yung mga "bagay" na hindi naipakita ng 2008.. mga rason na hindi napagtanto, mga tanong na hindi nasagot,  mga pangyayaring hindi naipaliwanag. umayos ka 2009. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. ng bato bato pik! haha. sana maging masaya, makabuluhan (?), weird, makulit at hindi boring ang darating na taon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na patirin ako. kasi hindi naman ako pwedeng bumangon kung hindi ako nadapa. :) sana turuan niya akong huwag sayangin ang bawat segundong ibibigay niya sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hinahamon ko ang taong 2009.. na magpapunta pa ng mas maraming bands dito sa Pilipinas. :) sana makit ko ulit ang MCR. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ito ang favorite year ko. dapat. kasi ito ang year na magiginvg 17 ako.. 17 is my favorite number. haha. labo. pero "gagalingan" ko talaga ang year na ito [hindi lang 'to sa acads nag-aaply ha].&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay. ang bangag ko na. 2 AM na tapos ayoko pa matulog.&lt;br&gt;..uhmmm...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;happy new year sa inyong lahat!!!!  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-5388135903257701612?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5388135903257701612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=5388135903257701612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5388135903257701612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5388135903257701612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-2009.html' title='welcome 2009!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2385177426942453237</id><published>2008-12-26T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:01:10.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite rocky video. haha. :)</title><content type='html'>satisfaction. oh yeah. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04GkRUzzQ44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04GkRUzzQ44&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2385177426942453237?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2385177426942453237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2385177426942453237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2385177426942453237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2385177426942453237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-favorite-rocky-video-haha.html' title='my favorite rocky video. haha. :)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-3874723013297958476</id><published>2008-12-25T07:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:47:48.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another rocky video</title><content type='html'>here's another video of the bloomfields (pero mostly si rocy lang) playing the song na nagpaskat sa kanila.. ale. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsFh8_FAbjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KsFh8_FAbjk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-3874723013297958476?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3874723013297958476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=3874723013297958476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3874723013297958476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3874723013297958476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-rocky-video.html' title='another rocky video'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-434745506100220451</id><published>2008-12-23T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:30:45.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Rocky (aka bloomfields drummer guy) - a video</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;ang bagal magpost ng video sa multiply kaya sa youtube na lang ako nag-post. :))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Wug_f41xoM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Wug_f41xoM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;one out of the ten videos na nakuha ko kagabi (na bloomfields), ito yung the best kasi eto yung tumitingin si rocky (drummer guy) sa camera, at hindi lang siya tumitingin.. nagpoproject siya. so there. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-434745506100220451?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/434745506100220451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=434745506100220451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/434745506100220451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/434745506100220451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-rocky-aka-bloomfields-drummer-guy.html' title='Oh Rocky (aka bloomfields drummer guy) - a video'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-3604497278987767885</id><published>2008-12-18T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T20:12:07.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last week of classes (?) for 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;week-end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i became as nerdy as i can be. nagkaroon ako ng bagong motivation sa pag-aaral. medyo naging effective siya, medyo lang kasi nanood pa rin ako ng hsm 2 sa disney channel at hindi ko agad tinapos yung bio hw. pero masipag na ako sa lagay na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;buong saturday, bio. sunday morning, math. sunday night, bio uli. tapos biglang ay nagtext na merong kom3 class ng 7 am. waah! nainis talaga ako kasi imbis na itutulog ko na lang, ipapasok ko pa sa kom. kamusta naman yun?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good news, may chem lab! wala akong dalang lab gown at lab notebook at lab manual. may math class rin kaya talagang mas onti na ang oras kong mag-aral ng math. naghintay kami ng matagal para sa aming kom teacher na sobrang kinaiinisan ko (noon). dumating siya pero sarado parin yung classroom kasi wala pa rin yung person na magbubukas. nagspeech muna siya sa amin. humingi siya ng paumanhin para sa mga araw na hindi kami nagklase (tapos hindi niya kami nasabihan). ilang beses na rin yung pumasok kami, hada na magreport, dala ang lahat ng props.. tapos wala siya. nagulat ako nung naiiyak na siya. nagawa niyang ilahad sa amin ang isang maselang bahagi ng buhay niya, yung pagkakasakit ng kapatid niya. may cancer tapos nagmetastasize na sa buto. kaya siya parating wala kasi kailangan siya ng kapatid niya. nahiya ako. naisip kong ang close-minded ko nung naiinis ako sa kanya. di naman kami close pero naramdaman ko yung paghihirap niya dahil nakikita niyang nahihirapan yung kapatid niya. ang sama ng tingin ko sa sarili, kasi ang sama ko naman talaga. hanggang ngayon binabagabag pa rin ako ng konsiyensiya ko na nagalit ako sa kanya for no real reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;no comment sa bio exam. medyo marami rin akong katangahan, pero ok naman siya. sana magpay-off yung ginawa kong pag-aaral.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;matagal na break after ng bio bago mag chem lab. ni hindi man lang ako nakapagsagot ng isang dep-ex. habang walang ginagawa, nakipagkasundo ako sa 3 ko pang kaklase na dapat isang beses sa isang linggo ay makagawa kami ng akda (tula o maikling kwento). matagal na rin akong hindi nagsusulat. ang huli kong naisulat ng tula ay yung tulang ginamit ng maSKara nung magtanghal kami sa bantayog ng mga bayani nung 4th year. bali isa't kalahating taon na akong walang nasusulat na tula. sana kaya ko pa rin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may chem lab. dapat. pero hindi dumating yung teacher namin hanggang walk-out time. masaya naman kasi nagkantahan kami (ang pampalipas oras ng block namin). tapos ang weird talaga kasi parang gusto kong manakit ng tao. sabi ko nga sa kanila "i feel violent" at naghahanap ako ng pwedeng punching bag. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayos naman yung math class. haha. ang cute talaga ni sir jobert.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;math exam na ang tagal rin bago nagsimula. lecheng signum yan. nakakainis talaga. wala na akong pag-asa maka-1.75 man lang. parang bumalik ako sa estado ko noon sa math 17, barely passing. akala ko pa naman iba na ngayon kasi naiintindihan ko na yung lesson. hindi ko yun naiintindihan nung pinag-aaralan ko sa pisay tapos ngayon gets ko na (or so i think) pero hindi pa rin sapat. haay. wala na akong magagawa kahit magrant ako ngayon kasi tapos na siya. ibinuhos ko na lag ang frustration ko sa pag eat-all-i-can. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang sarap ng mga pagkain. nakakaguilty lang kasi hindi ko na naubos yung huli kong kinuha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos naging basura yung bio hw ko. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pumunta ako ng rob kasama ang 2 tao para bumili ng gifts. at sucessful ako kasi nagustuhan ng mga binigyan ko yung gifts ko sa kanila.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then happiness, with bulette and kim.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;umapaw sa tatlong k ang aming pagsasama: kulitan, kwentuhan, at KAIN (yan talaga yung pinakamahalaga).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday = fun!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hello diliman! haha. where i belong. nung tumambay kami sa casaa, nakita namin si ramon bautista (palistuhan nescafe). tapos syempre ang dami ko uli nakitang pisay batchmates.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos surprise para sa bday girl sa may track oval.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos bonding with bandmates kim, bulette and ada (room 210) plus an honorary member. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos sunken garden! grabe. nakakarelax humiga dun at pagmasdan ang mga ulap na mukhang painting. nafeel ko talagang i belong sa up diliman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos giselle my labs!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos may kuyang intsik na lumapit samin at hinikayat kaming sumali sa IYF. nakakatuwa siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos alas-tres na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lantern parade.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;humiwalay na ako sa aking mga beloved friends para sumama sa parade with college of med. ang konti namin kasi halos puro LU1 at LU2 lang ang nandun taos ilang profs and admin. pero masaya kasi kahit onti kami, pinilit namin magcheer with all our hearts and souls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ko-kolehiyo ng medisina (4x)&lt;br&gt;matatapang,matatalino walang takot kahit kanino&lt;br&gt;hindi hindi kami magnunursing&lt;br&gt;ganyan kaming mga taga-medicine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;up 100, up 100&lt;br&gt;up med 103! up med 103!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a lalalala med! woo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;atbp. kahit nakakapagod, sobrang nagenjoy ako kasi nakita ko ang MGA high school crushes ko, pati yung upper year na nung 2ndyr ko pa huling nakita. grabe, gwapo pa rin siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pagtapos ng parade, andun lang kami sa may gilid ng univ ave, dapat manonood ng fireworks display until nagdecide nang umuwi ang mga tao. bago umuwi, sinindihan muna namin yung mga sparklers na dapat nung parade pero hindi nasindihan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos uwian na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tulog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hindi na ako masyadong affected ngayon. siguro nasanay na lang ako na either yung crush ko yung heartthrob o may crush siya sa isang heartthrob. makakalimutan ko rin yun/siya over the vacation kasi hindi ko siya makikita.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friends, salamat talaga for making my day super happy. hindi ko makakalimutan yun. hindi ko alam kung kelan ko kayo ulit makakabonding nang ganun katagal pero sana mas madalas natin yun magawa. malay niyo isang araw bigla na lang uli ako sumulpot sa diliman at hindi na bumalik sa upm. haha. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mahal na mahal ko kayo. alam niyo yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;waah. mamimiss ko ang nails ko. ginupit ko siya kanina kasi kelangan ko maglaba. pero tinira kong mahaba yung sa left index finger para pag nag-gigitara ako hindi na ako gagamit ng pick.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;national anthem ko na talaga ang decode. hindi ko yun favorite song. at hindi rin ako twilight fan. pinapanood ko yung araw-araw kasi yun yung music video ng paramore na pinakamaganda at pinaka-amazing si hayley williams. yeah, she turned me into a lesbian. pero pramis, amazing talaga siya. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakakatawa naman ang vacation ko. kasi kasama sa mga things-to-do ko ang mag-aral. may mga exams kasi kami pagresume ng classes kaya kahit bakasyon, hindi ako pwede magsayang ng oras. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;MCR! ang astig ng website nila dahil sa twitter. nakakapagpost sila ng maraming blg entries na tungkol lang sa kahit ano. gumagawa na sila ng kanilang "last album" daw (wag naman sana). pero matanda na kasi sila eh, si gerard way 32 na sa summer. sana bumalik sila dito at sana by the time na magconcert sila rito, nakaipon na ako ng pera pambili ng ticket sa VIP section. haha. lakas mangarap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the word "nainis" has many english translations, but for this particular instance, i'd prefer "offended". i was offended when you said that you'd rather go home by yourself. maybe it was my fault, because i offended you first by saying that i am braver than you are. i didn't mean it that way. all i wanted to say was there's nothing to be afraid of. i am sorry if i have offended you. i didn't take the "alternative" route home for the sake of taking it. i just didn't want you to go home alone. that't wahtfriends do, righ? ti think you're insensitive. you could have told me the "hey, it's okay. i can go home alone. i know the way." statement in a subtler manner. why did you have to ask why? i mean, isn't it obvious that i was simply concerned about you? if i was not offended, i would have had dinner with you. luckily, i met one of my best friends when i rode the jeepney home. we had fun window shopping.. so after all, i have something to thank you for. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay.. must stop now, before you deduce anything that was not supposed to be said in this message.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ayan. napa-english ako kaya ibig sabihin nainis talaga ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;----------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang haba. halatang wala akong magawa.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-3604497278987767885?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3604497278987767885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=3604497278987767885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3604497278987767885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3604497278987767885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-week-of-classes-for-2008.html' title='last week of classes (?) for 2008'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6496335356377426024</id><published>2008-12-06T15:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:35:20.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ito ay para sa nov. 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;pumunta ako sa pisay kanina, para manood ng play ng maSkara/Sindi-Katok.&lt;br&gt;nung malapit na ako sa pisay, hindi ko alam kung ano ang ieexpect ko, pero basta ang una akong naansin ay yung bagong pintura ng ombudsman. wala lang. pagpasok ko diretso na ako sa gitna ng field, kung saan sila magpeperform.o di ba? bongga! isang straight play sa gitna ng field. pagdating ko nakapalibot ng yung mga tao sa isang napakalaking chessboard (bawat square sa chessborad ay kasing laki ng isang cartolina. yung play nila ay entitled Qui Bono. kahit nung nasa SK pa ako, pangarap na namin maitanghal yung Qui Bono kasi standard na siya. dapat parating may ganun. pero kaya siya nagiging pangarap na lang para sa mga dumaang batches ng katok (members) ay dahil mahirap siyang gawin. bali ang kwento nun ay isang chess game. pero ang mga chess pieces ay tao, may damdamin, nagsasalita, pumapatay, nanlilinlang, lumalandi, nagpapapansin, umiiyak, gumaganti, nanliligaw, nagyayabang, atbp. so syempre sa chess,black vs white pero marami pa yung sub-plots. bawat chess piece may personality. pero yun nga, chess game siya. so may mga nagsasabi pa rin ng "white knight to e5" mga ganyan. tapos gagalaw yung chess piece sabay arte. pinipilit ko siya idescribe as vividly as possible kasi gusto ko pag binalikan ko ang blog entry na ito, maalala ko yung mga napanood ko kanina. gaya nga ng nasabi ko,pangarap namin na makapagtanghal ng Qui Bono kaya sobrang halaga nun para sa akin, na isa nang alukatok. nostalgic. grabe. hindi naman yun yung first time ko pumunta sa pisay pagkatapos ng grad, pero pag pumupunta kasi ako madalas tapos na ang klase at wala nang tao. iba kanina, kasi school fair. kahit karamihan sa mga nakita ko ay hindi ko kilala, ang mahalaga nakasama ko ulit yung mga katok. :) sobrang na-miss ko talaga ang pag-arte. ngayon, nagagawa ko na lang umarte kapag may gusto akong itago ng emosyon, o kaya pag naisip ko biglang mang-trip ng ibang tao at lokohin na galit ako sa kanila. hanggang dun na lang. hindi kagaya nung high school na napakalaking parte ng buhay ko ang pag-arte, at pagtuturo nito sa mga magiging katok (batok = applicant). namiss ko talaga yung pag workshops. may certain hype ako nararamdaman pag umaarte ako. minsan hindi ko na iniisip masyado yung ginagawa ko, hinahayaan ko na lang yung talento ko na ihayag yung kung anong gusto kong masabi at mapakita. nostalgic rin siya dahil nakita ko ulit yung mga ka-batch kong naging katok. sila yung mga kasama kong napagsasarhan na ng caf kasi ayaw tumigil sa daldalan, mga kasama kong magcram ng play sa loob ng isang araw. mga kasama kong naging batok na tinuruan/inalipin ng mga katok na nauna sa amin. naranasan ko uli yung mga "rituals" ng club namin. grabe. kahit na ang layo ng pisay mula rito sa tondo, super worth it naman yung napanood ko kanina. i am so proud to be a katok. oh well, hindi naman kasi active yung theatre club sa upm, nakalimutan ko na nga pangalan nila eh. pero kung sakaling active man sila, hindi pa rin pwede kasi malamang wala na akong time. ang point ko lang, napakahusay talaga ng SK at super namiss kong umarte.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos may nakita rin akong batchmates. tapos nakita ko yung crush ko nung first year, at nung 2nd-3rd year, at nung first part ng fourth year. :D alam niyo kung sino kayo. haha. ang "cute" pa rin ni 2nd-3rd yr crush. may nakita rin akong ilang teachers. si mam R na adviser ng SK ngayon ay seksi pa rin, magaling pa umarte. si sir mardan artistahin pa rin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sana mabigyan ulit ako ng chance na umarte paminsan-minsan, kahit mga classroom play lang and stuff masaya na ako. or pag doktor na ako, hahanap pa rin ako ng oras para maging magaling na theatre actress. ayoko maging artista (as in yung sa showbiz) kasi magulo yun. kuntento na ako na makapagperform sa CCP as a pro, kahit extra lang ako sa play. sa ngayon, pangarap na lang muna ang mga yan. kailangan ko ibigay ang 110% ko sa pag-aaral para maging doktor. wala pa kasi ako nung "epiphanic moment" na masasabi kong "oh shit, gusto ko na talaga maging doktor. i'm a doctor, or nothing at all" mga tipong ganun. sana nga dumating na rin ang moment na yun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6496335356377426024?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6496335356377426024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6496335356377426024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6496335356377426024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6496335356377426024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/ito-ay-para-sa-nov-29.html' title='ito ay para sa nov. 29'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1760414970605306155</id><published>2008-12-06T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T20:35:16.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nang ako ay mag minor breakdown sa kfc. haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;nawala na ang cellphone ko. sorry sa mga nagtext mula nung thursday. after ng PE class namin siya nawala. nakakalungkot talaga kasi ang tanga ko. ginamit ko pa siya nung PE class tapos hindi ko na namalayan kung saan ko nailagay. nalaman ko lang na wala na siya 1 hour after ng dismissal namin. grabe. ang laki talaga ng problemang yun kasi panglimang cellphone ko na yun na nawala nula high school. tapos wala pa siyang 2months sa akin. grabe talaga. ang tanga ko. wag niyo na lang intindihin pag may nagtext sa inyo gamit ang number ko, kasi malamang hindi na sa akin galing yun. tapos lahat ng mga teachers, org heads etc ay dun nagtitext (kasi blockhead ako). haay. hindi ko alam kung paano kokonsiyensyahin yung taong kumuha nun para naman ibalik niya. kailangan ko talaga yun.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;eto na siguro ang week na pinaka-emotionallly unstable ako. napakaraming nangyari. may mga masasaya, may malulungkot, may nakakainis (gaya ng pagkawala ng cellphone ko), may nakakagulat gaya ng pagkasunog ng PH building, may nakakakilig (haha), at maraming nakakaiyak. stress na sa acads, stress pa sa things other than acads. waaah. at kung may isang salitang maglalarawan ng week na ito, yun ay ang salitang "grabe". grabe talaga. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;buti na lang mababait yung mga nakakasama kong mga tao, natatagalan pa nila ako.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;mahirap rin pala yung pipilitin mong maging malakas para sa iba kasi minsan sa sobrang pagkukunwari mong maging malakas, lalong lumalalim yung kung ano mang kahinaan mo. advantage nga yung marunong akong umarte, nakakaya kong ipakita kahit yung pinaka-kabaligtaran ng nararamdaman ko. pero siyempre hindi ko pa rin maloloko yung sarili ko, at pag natauhan na ako.. nako, disastrous. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sabi sakin ng isang kaibigan,"May mga ginagawa si God na hindi man niya ibigay sa time na gusto mo, ibibigay niya sa time that would make sense." siguro nasa akin na lang kung hahanapin ko pa yung "sense" na yun o panghahawakan ko na lang yung paniniwala kong hindi Niya ako pababayaan. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-1760414970605306155?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1760414970605306155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=1760414970605306155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1760414970605306155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1760414970605306155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/12/nang-ako-ay-mag-minor-breakdown-sa-kfc.html' title='nang ako ay mag minor breakdown sa kfc. haha.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7320671920215064371</id><published>2008-11-09T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:59:25.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>additions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRcjgQoKCCQAAGSCZzw1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SRckmgoKCCQAAH2S9to1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to my previously posted wish list of MCR merch. haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRcjbQoKCCQAAGTXbBQ1/theplague.jpg?et=BnQkiyRenKZx7UUYuPM0Ig&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRcjgQoKCCQAAGSCZzw1/theplague2.jpg?et=0DLJ%2BPMLfRL67M6MXVz%2CSA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;the "Plague" hoodie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRckUgoKCCQAAHLCr781/BFMR.jpg?et=j5H6dOewmksqNGN7ofvG7g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;(designs of mikey way, bob bryar, ray toro, and frank iero)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRckmgoKCCQAAH2S9to1/Gerard-487x394.jpg?et=2JtxqwqaQ8lQXFAjIZ9TuQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;(gerard way's design)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Day of the Dead Masks&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;(designed by the band members)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7320671920215064371?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7320671920215064371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7320671920215064371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7320671920215064371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7320671920215064371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/11/additions.html' title='additions..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1304759392687216682</id><published>2008-10-25T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T05:33:43.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep</title><content type='html'>bumalik na naman ako sa pagiging smallville freak. haha. hindi ako natulog kasi hinintay kong matapos yung pagdownload sa torrent ng s08e06. grabe. ilang bese na akong humiga, pero may something na pumipilit sakin na bumangon at tingnan kung ilang percent na. my fan self. so i had to find ways to spend my time... habang hinihintay ko matapos [as of now 97.8% na siya].. halimbawa na nga ay ang blog entry na ito. ayoko naaaaaaaaaaaa. bangag na ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-1304759392687216682?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1304759392687216682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=1304759392687216682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1304759392687216682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1304759392687216682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-sleep.html' title='can&amp;#39;t sleep'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-263960174490416387</id><published>2008-10-16T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:48:15.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. tawa na lang.</title><content type='html'>it's been so long since i have posted a "serious" blog entry.. i always seem to say this everytime i blog because most of my entries are just MCR-related.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so yesterday, i've been to a point where i had to tell myself to stop crying, but i couldn't. after that really unfortunate event, i went home with my blockmate mae. i kept on  ranting about how i could have had this grade, because i really prepared for the finals. i even practiced explaining, in front of the mirror, so that i know how i look and that i would look "intelligent". i deprived myself of sleep, i stopped playing SIMS 2, i went to study groups, all for the reason that i was so determined to give the philo finals my best shot. after all, it was the only time i took the subject seriously. not once did i curse that subject, i even thought of dropping it. the point is, i felt soooooo bad. i was irritated, disappointed, really pissed off. i had to hide it until i got home. i didn't want my classmates to see me cry just because of that. i went straightly to my room, locked the door and cried. for the loss of a more descriptive word, i have to say "humagulgol ako". i couldn't tell the whole story because some people haven't taken the finals, yet.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;like i have said during our last meeting in philo, you only have yourself to blame each and every time you fail. also, one of the things i have learned from MCR is that someday, i'm gonna be alone, having only myself to lean on.. so i would have to learn how to be less dependent. i shouldn't have depended on the list of topics given by my classmates, it was INCOMPLETE. i guess you already have a hint why i didn't get i grade i prepared for. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i have this tendency to blame myself every single time i have a misfortune.. like if i lost something that is really important to me, or i missed my favorite show, or when things are going so bad i would just want the ground to open and swallow me whole. i always believe that God is punishing me because of my "sins", so He sends the air of misfortune to topple down the house of cards that i built. last night, i looked deeper into myself to see what "sin" might have caused my misfortune and i realized that i have a lot to be punished for. it was a kind of relief because at least i have made up an answer to the question "why?"..why all these things are happening to me. simply put, i believe in karma.. and it wasn't enough to console me.. so this blog entry comes in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;see? i'm even incoherent. maybe i'm still feeling bad. i just hope that what happened to me woudn't happen to any other person. my last piece of advice would be:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;STUDY EVERYTHING. specially those topics not included in the pointers for review.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*nosebleed* grabe, english yun ah.:))  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-263960174490416387?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/263960174490416387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=263960174490416387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/263960174490416387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/263960174490416387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-tawa-na-lang.html' title='haha. tawa na lang.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-8403151283971166686</id><published>2008-09-21T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:16:34.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I1xlx3WOfek&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8403151283971166686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-2-4.html' title='part 2-4'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6387095508749435846</id><published>2008-09-21T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:16:03.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 1-4</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T_7K0ptTAf4"&gt;  &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" 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type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-1-4.html' title='part 1-4'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-3433542012169655935</id><published>2008-08-31T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:41:05.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish list (adik mode)</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;ito ang mga gutso kong bilhin na MCR merch.. kaso wala nito nung pumunta sila sa Pilipinas. at wala naman akong credit card para makabili sa &lt;a href="http://mychemicalromance.com/store/"&gt;MCR Online Store&lt;/a&gt;.  kaya eto na lang.. kung sakaling may magmagandang-loob na pagbigyan ang aking kahilingan.. eto sila.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1/idestroyu-detail.jpg?et=g5exb1Uh7exe%2Byh%2C7HaZLw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 286px;height: 349px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpxYgoKCCQAADa9RKM1/idestroyyou.jpg?et=D%2BgxwaHpmBIqIF83aELlWg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;the "I Destroy You" shirt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 258px;height: 314px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyDQoKCCQAAEFYBwA1/coffinshirtmain.jpg?et=uSImaG2tQO7G%2B9OzcmBqkg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpyPAoKCCQAAEcRKho1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyPAoKCCQAAEcRKho1/coffinshirtdetail.jpg?et=QlJaiTFvUretGHs9x1vocA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Coffin" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px;height: 357px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyZQoKCCQAAEk3LdA1/MCR07-front.jpg?et=zjTbYFQo6eNkekAAr3fGfw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Le Fleur" shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px;height: 323px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpyigoKCCQAAExrSok1/nuclearhoodie.JPG?et=9gKA%2CxqMtk9nH%2CSvOg%2BE5g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpywAoKCCQAAE--XjY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpywAoKCCQAAE--XjY1/nucleardetail.jpg?et=uuZicsY7BK9wdZZJnCYQqw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the "Nuclear" hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 269px;height: 328px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpzBgoKCCQAAFh7mPQ1/piper.gif?et=YubiQ7sjnMDN3jf5%2CxOcGw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpx2AoKCCQAAEFUA@I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SLpzNgoKCCQAAFr3sTE1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 352px;height: 357px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SLpzNgoKCCQAAFr3sTE1/piperdetail.gif?et=1ecfnjCLPZ0mUnFV4DGC9w&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;the "Piper" shirt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;wala lang. nahahalata na naman ang pag-aadik ko. kahit ang dami kong kelangan gawin, nakuha ko pang magpost ng mga ganito. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;good luck na lang sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-3433542012169655935?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/3433542012169655935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=3433542012169655935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3433542012169655935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/3433542012169655935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/wish-list-adik-mode.html' title='wish list (adik mode)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1720976772891465812</id><published>2008-08-31T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:23:57.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new gee way quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#330099"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, obviously we use vampires as a metaphor for something else, something deeper than just the supernatural. But there's just something about the bloodsucking walking dead, that can say so much to people. There are really so many people trying to get control over you on a daily basis and steal your soul in some way, take a part of you...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: normal;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="2"&gt;ahaha. sosyal. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-1720976772891465812?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1720976772891465812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=1720976772891465812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1720976772891465812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1720976772891465812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-gee-way-quote.html' title='new gee way quote'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2879594553630835593</id><published>2008-08-25T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:38:56.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proud ako. sobra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o ayan. di lang sa music malupit si gerard way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;The Umbrella Academy" Wins Eisner Award at Comic Con 2008&lt;/h2&gt; 	&lt;div id="itembody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://buzznet.com/tags/gerard%20way"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerard Way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and Gabriel Ba's comic series "&lt;a href="http://buzznet.com/tags/the%20umbrella%20academy"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Umbrella Academy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" has already made waves in the comic community.  Far from being the vanity project of such celebrities as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Princess_Ai"&gt;Courtney Love&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.make5wishes.com/"&gt;Avril Lavigne&lt;/a&gt; and professional wrestler &lt;a href="http://www.kevinnash.net/nashcomic.html"&gt;Kevin Nash&lt;/a&gt;, Way's comic garnered fantastic critical reviews, intense sales numbers (the first printing of the first issue sold out so quickly a second printing was issued less than a month later) and has already &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/musicnews/journals/entry/2582541/"&gt;generated movie buzz&lt;/a&gt;, which Gerard &lt;a href="http://www.comicbookresources.com/?page=article&amp;id=17361"&gt;confirmed in a recent interview&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yesterday at the 2008 &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://buzznet.com/tags/comic%20con"&gt;Comic Con&lt;/a&gt; in San Diego, CA, TUA was honored with the &lt;a href="http://www.comic-con.org/cci/cci_eisners_08win.shtml"&gt;Eisner Award for Best Limited Series&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img usesrc="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/7/5/9/0/4/1/orig-4759041.jpg" idx="0" style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/7/5/9/0/4/1/orig-4759041.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gerard Way talks with the awesome Blair Butler of &lt;a href="http://www.g4tv.com/"&gt;G4&lt;/a&gt;'s Fresh Ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations to Gerard, Gabriel, and the entire Umbrella Academy Team.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Source: http://newageamazon.buzznet.com/user/journal/2746041/umbrella-academy-wins-eisner-award/&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2879594553630835593?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2879594553630835593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2879594553630835593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2879594553630835593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2879594553630835593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/proud-ako-sobra.html' title='proud ako. sobra.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2816639265541767315</id><published>2008-08-25T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:02:22.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another busy week..</title><content type='html'>waw. sinisipag na naman ako magblog. sana ganito rin ako sa komblog ko na walang laman.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so dapat walang pasok,pero nsa upm ako kasi dapat magpapraktis kami ng play sa kom. pero as expected, ang tagal dumating ng mga tao.. so nakipagdaldalan muna ako sa mga tao na unang dumating. nung dumami na, nagsagawa kami ng palihan haha.workshop yun. tapos wala lang, simple lang.una pinaarte ko sila ng kung ano-ano nang nakapikit tapos yung greatest fear at greatest desire. feeling ko naman nag-enjoy yung blockmates ko. syempre may takot sa ipis, may takot maholdap, may takot bumagsak sa math. merong gusto yumaman, gusto magbigay ng gift sa crush niya, sumulat ng aklat, mameet ang idol niya (sino kaya 'to?). nakapraktis naman kami kahit pano. kahit bangag kami lahat,di makakalimutan 'tong experience na 'to. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;taebo! giselling tingalingaling! super namiss ko ang pagtaebo natin pag bago magprom. haha. naaalala kita kaya talagang give na give ako sa pagtaebo nung mga panahong yun. labyu. miss na kit. sana mabasa mo ito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;naalala ko lang, nagnerd talk kami nung lunch. nakakatuwa pala mag-nerd talk ang imed. mas malupit kesa sa mga pisay. haha. natsci. nagquiz kami tapos ayos naman. pero nakakainis kasi yung ibang tinanong sa quiz feeling ko irrelevant. tapos ang sama ko kasi ginaya ko yung ginagawa ko dati kay mam boni.. naglilista ako ng "words of wisdom". alam niyo na yun. plunts. tapos may isang taong feeler. dati lang yun, hindi ngayon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang aga ko kaya kasi dapat,agpapraktis ng fight scene sa play namin pero walaring nagawa. tapos nagdaldalan na lang yung mga tao. at hanggang ngayon hindiko pa rin makalimutan ang joke na ito: A family that prays together. (pause).. only has one rosary. :D (credits to ther corniest person sa imed). nstp namin si tita berba. wala lang. nakakakuha ako ng prize na gas mask at cap. sabi nila bedsheet at kulambo ko na raw yun. at meron rin palang bag na hindi ko alam kung pano ikabit/isuot. haha. tapos daming freebies like hand sanitizer and button pin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then walang IPC kaya praktis dapat ng play. eto sobrang nainis ako. ang linaw kasi ng sabi ko sa kanila (block13) na pumunta sa LT (parang 3rd flr audi ng CAS) ng 1pm. natapos na kami maglunch ng mga kasama ko sa GAB para malapit na at makapunta ng maaga sa meeting place nang malaman namin na hindi tuloy yung quiz bee na sasalihan ng 2 reps namin. so talagang dapat magpraktis na. nabulok na ako sa paghihintay, wala pa rin mga blockmates ko. nakailang mura na ako dahil sa sobrang inis. sabi namin tutulong na lang kami sa paggawa ng stuff parasa ladymed (nanaya ko na ipapaliwanag kung ano 'to), kaya pupunta dapat kami adriatico.. sa 6th floor nun yung may playground. humabol yung isa pa naming kasama. nung andun na kami, since onti lang kami nag photo shoot na lang kami. as in. pang-detox namin yun. tapos uber lakas pa ng hangin so may effect talaga siya (advice: wag kayong magsusuot ng maluwag na blouse pag mahangin). tapos nung magsawa na kami sa photo shoot naglaro na lang kami ng "i wanna be a tutubi". alam niyo bang may version nun na "... nanggaling sa mountain!"? haha. sosyal. nung aakyat na kami sa condo ng isapa naming kaklase, nakasalubong namin yung mga iba pang block13 na hindi pumunta ng prac at sinungitan ko talaga sila. as in sungit.. haha. pero totoo yun. then gumawa kami ng flowers, feathers atbp. "nag-overdose" ako ng donuts. nahiya tuloy ako dun sa bumili.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ang hirap pala pag nagkakaroon ng conflict sa class.. i mean pag hindi nagkakasundo lahat. feeling ko kelangan namin mag-open forum or bull session one of these days and dapat hindi lang yung class.. may "outside force" dapat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;narealize ko rin na hindi ako marunong mag-tango. hanggang conan lang ako. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"ayoko ng MCR, di ako fan"..."i don't care! so what? fan ako!" sobrang daming beses na itong naulit.. haha. at di nagbabago ang sagot ko. pero minsan meron pang..."mahal ko sila eh, wala kang magagawa!" hanggang kailan kaya ako ganito? :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thursday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nasobrahan ako ng tulog. nalate tuloy ako. as in sobrang late hindi na ako pinasign sa attendance, in short.. absent. tapos wla lang, ang girly ng suot ko, haha. sobrang wala ako samood mag-aralo magquiz. nahiya ng ako sa math teacher namin kasi alam kong nakatulog ako nang dilat. yung tipong nakatulala na lang ako tapos hindi ko na tinitignan yung sinusullat ko. waah. kom, praktis lang. philo, so depressing. nakakadepress na nga yung score ko sa midterms kasi as in onti na lang bagsak na tapos nag-gerard way mode pa yung teacher namin.. yung bawat salita/sentence kinakabitan ng fakk. hay nako. tinawanan ko na lang siya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nagMSU (med caf) muna kami. tapos nalungkot ako kasi "not available" yung favorite ko dun sa coffee dispenser. nagkape at ice cream na lang ako. dun ko na naramdaman yung unti-unting panghihina/depression etc. ang hirap ipakita kasi alam kong dapat kong iencourage ko ang block namin na galingan sa play dahil ako ang blockhead at director. hulikaming nagperformkaya napanood muna namin lahat. nahiya ako sa sarili ko. sorry sa mga makakabasa nito na block 13 pero sobrang nadisappoint ako sa sarili ko kasi ito na yung pinakabanong production na nagawa ko ever. pakiramdam ko biglang wala na akong alam sa teatro. parang nahiya ako sa maSKara. di nyo ko magigets, i know. for someone who loves acting so much, mahirap para sa akin na tanggapin na ganito lang yung nagawa ko. inisip ko rin, baka naman masyado lang mataas yung expectations ko sa sarili ko..pero hindi talaga. nababanuan lang talaga ko sa sarili ko. sorry kasi parang nilail-lait ko na rin yung ginawa NATIN, pero i am saying this with regards to my contribution to the play. but... isa malaking BUT naka3rd place tayo! :D kasi tatlo lang naman yung sumali. :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then, todo cram na ang mga tao. nakakatuwa nga yung mga 2014 kasi concerned sila sa progress namin. kung hindi siguro sila nakialam, hindi magiging "maayos" yung production namin sa ladymed. andun lang kami sa playground ng adriatico hanggang mapagsarhan kami ng ilaw. masaya naman kasi sort of bondng time rin siya, pero hindi ganun kasaya pag naiisip mong may mas maganda pa sanang magagawa kung nung simula pa lang maayos na.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;nakitulog akosa aking kaapelyido.. nina! plano namin wag matulog kaso hindi ko kinaya. nagkwentuhan lang kami habang nanonood ng tv. isa siyang tao na hindi ako nag-aalinlangan magshare. sana mas marami pang ganun sa imed. hehe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ladymed day. kalahati ng araw ginugol namin ni nina sa pagsama sa dalawa pa namin kaklase sa divisoria. nanghinayang ako kasi wala akong pera.. ansaya sana magshopping nun. ang hirap maghanap ng pito.. in fairness. tapos dinala ako ni nina sa langit ng mga artsy-fartsy people. langit siya talaga. dun namin nabili yung malulupit na pins na umiilaw. tapos nun, gawa gawa gawa practice practice practice. then ladymed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mahaba ang kwento/comments/rants ko sa ladymed. it's for a separate entry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;un lang muna,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2816639265541767315?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2816639265541767315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2816639265541767315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2816639265541767315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2816639265541767315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-busy-week.html' title='another busy week..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1122892595988274436</id><published>2008-08-17T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T13:04:34.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey This Mirror Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us - MCR</title><content type='html'>they actually have a song with my name. oh yeah. pero hindi ito ang fave ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4g_eIX_o_EI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4g_eIX_o_EI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;!-- 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Big Enough For The Two Of Us - MCR'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4198188665832395594</id><published>2008-08-17T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:49:32.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my favorite-est version of helena</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/06ElXad-Xe4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/06ElXad-Xe4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-favorite-est-version-of-helena.html' title='my favorite-est version of helena'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4111174922133612361</id><published>2008-08-17T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T12:03:20.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>andami ko sinabi di ko alam ita-title..</title><content type='html'>grabe, hindi na ako marunong magblog. hehe. wala lang. feeling ko lang walang kwenta ang blog kong ito pati yung sa kom. dati naisip ko nga dadalasan ko na magblog para maging updated pa rin yung mga fans.. este friends ko sa mga happenings sa buhay ko. oh well, ganyan talaga, busy na eh. i can feel it. i can feel intarmed na talaga. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. nung friday nag-emo look ako as in all-black with thick eyeliner. supposedly, napagkasunduan na ganun kami lahat. ako naman,pumatol dun sa idea. haha. hindi ako sang-ayon kapag sinasabing emo ang MCR kasi galing na rin kay gerard way, "emo is shit".. he refers to the whole notion of all-black clothes, lyrically-lame songs, "singing songs that make you slit your wrists", self-mutilation etc. i super agree with him kaya kahit nung MCR concert, di ako nagblack. so nung friday ang first time ko. inaabangan ko talaga kung ano yung magiging reaksyon ng mga kaklase ko, pero ang tumatak talaga ay yung reaksyon ng mga tao na hindi ako kilala, in short, yung mga nakakita sa akin nung nagcommute ako. may mga kilay na tumataas, may mga nagbubulungan. may masama ang tingin. may natakot. basta,alam kong napansin talaga nila ako.. which is the whole point of the people who succumb to that kind of emo fashion/lifestyle/outlook. siguro gusto nilang mapansin. or yung look na yun ay extension ng kung anong tingin nila sa sarili nila at sa buhay nila.. miserable, dark, purpose-less (kung may word man na ganun), o may iba namang nakikibagay lang. di ko naman sinasabing mali yun, sabi nga ng math teacher namin, the ever-diyosa mam wengky, "walang basagan ng trip". wala lang.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;monday..&lt;br&gt;puchang lrt yan. leche talaga. hindi ko napigilan yung inis ko, pagpasok ko sa klase sobrang bad mood ko. umalis pa naman ako ng maaga para makapagprepare kami kasi reporting nun tapos huli pa rin ako. nawalan ako ng stored value card na 2bese ko pa lang nagagamit (katangahan ko na ito). 40 minutes akong nasa istasyon at naghihintay lang ng tren.. kung may dadating man ay sobrang puno. nung karamihan sa aming pasahero ay mainit na ang ulo,pinilit namin yung guard na papasukin na kami dun sa portion ng mga senior at disabled. kaya at last nakasakay rin ako. pero yun nga.. nakakainis talaga. so nagkaroon ako ng resolution na hindi ako sasakay ng lrt for two weeks.. hindi ko pala kaya kasi sobrang traffic. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tuesday..&lt;br&gt;tapos nasayang pa yung pag-aarala ko for philo. wala lang. ang loser nung exam kasi ang haba. sa tingin ko keri yun kung mas mahaba yung time. naiintindihan ko naman yung lesson, bitch lang talaga yung exam. di tulad nung nat sci exam,kahit marami na akong mali at wala na akong chance na maka-uno,ok lang. haha. i super love sir marquez eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may tanong ako: kunwari nanghingi ka ng candy sa isang tao kasi nakita mo siyang kumakain ng candy tapos sabi niya wala kaya binigyan ka niya ng 5piso pambili mo ng candy.. maooffend ka ba? wala lang. nainsulto ako. sobrang poorita ko naman,parang wala akong pambili ng candy. sana hindi talaga mata-pobre yung taong gumawa sa akin nun. pero di pa rin ako makaget-over. yun na siguro yugn second most "mata-pobre" experience ko.. yung una ay nung bata pa ako.. tapos iniwan ata kami ng kapatid ko sa co-teacher ng nanay ko tapos nung nag-aabang kami ng masasakyan sabi niya samin.."dito nga lang kayo, wag kayong lumayo.. mamaya makidnap kayo at mapagkamalang mayaman, eh mga pulubi lang naman kayo.." wala lang. parang ganun din yung ginawa nung person na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos nagdinner ako ng ice cream and donuts. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wednesday..&lt;br&gt;ang cool ng nstp. nalaman kong super overweight ko na.. on the brink of being obese. tapos may kinompute kami yung may needed amt tska actual amt ng per food group. sa dairy products at meats alng ako pasado, the rest bagsak or SOBRA ako. paramg sa fats oils sugar.. zero ang required serving, i had 11 servings nung wed. grabe noh. no wonder ganito ako.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos feeling ko ang astig nung IPC meeting. positive thinking! yey. wala lang. natutuwa ako dun sa part na nagspeech ako na "i have what it takes to survive/finish intarmed. tapos ang happy ko kahit wala na akong masabi. napaisip tuloy ako kung i have what it takes ba talaga..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;this is it. panic vs cadavers, at nanalo ang cadavers kasi required siya. sabi ng fan self ko, "dapat kasing gwapo nung cadaver si brendon urie.. kung hindi maiinis ako." pero well, that was from my fan self, kaya weird. pero hindi naman ako nadisappoint na sumama ako sa imed kasi amazing experience talaga siya. sayang nga walang battery yung digicam ko kaya sa cp cam lang ako may remembrance, tapos dahil dun nagkaron ako ng bagong driving force para pagbutihan ang aking pag-aaral(bukod sa long term goal ko na yumaman tapos mameet ang mcr).. kelangan ko makaaabot ng LU3 kasi gusto ko maranasan magdissect ng mga cadavers na yun. akala ko full of gore yung makikita namin, hindi pala. "tuyo" na yung cadavers. parang boiled meat. iniisip ko pa naman medyo reddish ganun..nakalimutan kong naembalsamo na sila tapos ang sabi pa, 1year silang nakababad sa formaline before that are ready for dissection. tapos sinubukan din namin idetermine yung gender ng cadaver pero mahirap pala. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;thusrday..&lt;br&gt;ewan.wala ako sa sarili ko nung thursday. dapat magkikita kami ni ate isabel,tapos nalimutan ko.. nakasakay na ako ng lrt.. nung na central terminal na ako, saka ko lang naisip na imimeet niya ko..so bumalik ako. sayang yung 30. haha. tapos yung guard ayaw siya papasukin kahit may UP id siya. bwiset talaga. ang tagal naming nagkwentuhan tapos nagmini-tour kami sa upm tapos dinala ko siya sa MSU kasi wala lang. sabi niya cute daw yung isang tao at hindi ako sumasang-ayon. haha. ang saya. wala pa kasi akong nakaka-heart2heart talk sa imed, yung makikwento mo talaga kahit ano. nasanay kasi ako dati na sobrang mahahabang daldalan sa dorm, yung parating nakikwento ko yung buhay ko, yung mga nararamdaman ko etc. ang sarap ng feeling na makipagkwentuhan ulit ng ganun kay ate isabel. tapos umuwi na kami nadaanan namin yung 2 kaklase ko na naglalaro ng tennis, sosyal. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;friday..&lt;br&gt;naglaba ako. sumakit yung braso ko kasi kinusot ko lang yung mga pants na ginamit ko. haha. tapos bigla kong namiss si sir nat kasi yung nilesson namin sa math17 ay naturo niya nung 3rdyr. as usual, late si sir amante tapos sinimulan namin magpraktis nung plat para sa buwan ng wika. ang kyut ng love story..kahit wala siya talagang story. haha. so habang nagparaktis kami,umandar na naman ang pagkataklesako at may nahurt akong isang person. di ko talaga napansin until nung maglunch mga tao.. hindikasi siya nagsasalita so na-guilty ako. hanggang sa next subject, hanggang matapos, hanggang hiwalay kami palabas ng building. sobrang paramoid ko kasi.. ayaw ko nang magkaroon ng kaaway. dati, halos maya-maya kugn itanong kong "galit ka na ba?" kasi paramoid nga ako. tapos yun na, may nahurt na naman ako eh dun din kasi nagsimula yung major away ko dati.. yung may nasaktan ako na hindi ko sinasadya. kaya naman ganun na lang ang pagka-guilty ko, mangiyak-ngiyak na ako. sabi ko dun sa kasama ko, hindi ako magsososori kahit nagiguilty ako kasi wala naman akong intention na masama. ay wala lang, habang nag-uusap kami ni nina lahat ng napg-uusapan namin dumating. as in yung tao. wala lang nakaktawa. tapos as it turned out, hindi ko na kinailangan i-confront yung person kasi sabay rin kami umuwi. natakot talaga ako nun. pero ready rin naman ako makipag-away kung sakali. haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;saturday&lt;br&gt;boring.. super. nagrewrite ako ng notes. nag-edit ng script. nagsulat ng blog entry na ito. natulog. kumain. natulog. kumain. nag-imagine. umarte. natulog kumain.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;random rants:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;may mister donut na sa GAB! yey. matamis. haha. sori hanggang ganun lang ako, di ko keri ang krispy kreme. fats oils and sugars!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;naeexcite ako. mapapanood ko na magperform ang pinapangarap kong salihan: UP Rep. magsistreet play din sila tapos kasama sa judges ng skit nayt (competition sa thu). natatakot rin ako kasi baka wala kaming binatbat sa mga kalaban namin. pero alam kong kakayanin ito ng block 13 kahit 3 days lang kami magpapraktis! keri lang. haha.:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sana makapasok kami sa finals ng debate.. kahit malayo pa. kelangan ko talaga yung incentive na makukuha namin (kung sakali).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so ayan. halatang bored ako kasi ang haba niya. oh well. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;babay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-4111174922133612361?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4111174922133612361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4111174922133612361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4111174922133612361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4111174922133612361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/andami-ko-sinabi-di-ko-alam-ita-title.html' title='andami ko sinabi di ko alam ita-title..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7750461248477255497</id><published>2008-08-10T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T12:49:33.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>real</title><content type='html'>    ito na ang real imed. honestly, ngayon ko lang nasabi na nahihirapan na talaga ako at mas mahirap na siya kaysa pisay. pero mas masaya ako nitong mga nakaraang araw, bakit kaya? :)) sana kayanin ko pa rin. dami na naman exams pero ang bano pa rin ng study habits ko. keri lang. sana wag na ko maging loser. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;go imed. :P&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7750461248477255497?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7750461248477255497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7750461248477255497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7750461248477255497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7750461248477255497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/08/real.html' title='real'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6080586760151580354</id><published>2008-07-21T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T20:06:33.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"special" people</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;#1:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;well. kanina kasi ako ng isa kong kaklase kung may crush na ako sa iMed. dapat ang isasagot ko sa kanya ay, "dapat sana." kaso hindi niya magigets yun, kaya sinabi ko wala. pero wala naman talaga.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;itong taong ito, ipinagdasal ko kanina paggising ko. nagpaalam ako kay Lord kung okay lang sa Kaniya na maging crush ko ang taong ito. humingi ako ng sign, simple lang naman. kapg ni-hug ako ng taong ito today, ibig sabihin ok kay Lord na siya crush ko. hehe. kaso hindi niya ako ni-hug eh, so wala. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at naisip kong hindiin makakabuti na magkaroon ako ng crush na kaklase ko... magsasawa ako agad. hahaha. sa upper batch na lang siguro.. or sa ibang course. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#2:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;napasaya ako ng taong ito nang hindi niya nalalaman. parang ang OA ko nga pero kaya lang naman siguro ako masaya kasi nalaman kong peace na talaga kami. masaya kasi nagcheer siya sa akin nung handog tapos yun.. sana makausap ko na siya. kung tutuusin, ilang years ago na yung naging conflict namin.. at pakiramdam ko naman mas mature na kami ngayon kumpara sa dati.. so sana maging friends na kami. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;#3:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sana gumaling na siya. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yun lang. hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;babay. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6080586760151580354?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6080586760151580354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6080586760151580354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6080586760151580354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6080586760151580354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/07/people_21.html' title='&amp;quot;special&amp;quot; people'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-378486089725563121</id><published>2008-07-21T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:41:29.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"special" people</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-378486089725563121?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/378486089725563121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=378486089725563121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/378486089725563121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/378486089725563121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/07/people.html' title='&amp;quot;special&amp;quot; people'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4024352399289373259</id><published>2008-07-13T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T15:50:00.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>panic! concert.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2 id="itemtitle"&gt;Panic at the Disco to Panic in the Streets of New Orleans, London&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;div id="itembody"&gt;Just days after &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/musicnews/hct-wrap-kissing-buses-bubbles-j2532771/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;finishing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the nationwide &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/hondacivictour"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Honda Civic Tour&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/panicatthedisco"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Panic at the Disco&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have announced several new live performances. Most of them will take place in the U.K. as the &lt;a style="FONT-STYLE: italic;" href="http://www.buzznet.com/web/music/journals/entry/2055361/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Pretty. Odd.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rockers make the rounds of our British friends' festival circuit, after already committing to many European fests. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: pointer;" src="http://buzznet-01.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/4/2/4/9/4/0/1/orig-4249401.jpg" border="0" idx="0" usesrc="http://buzznet-01.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/4/2/4/9/4/0/1/orig-4249401.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Their time across the pond will begin with the Glastonbury Festival on June 27, when they'll perform with such indie artists as &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/petedoherty"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Pete Doherty&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/mymorningjacket"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;My Morning Jacket&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. After a week in France and Germany, Panic will play two one-off gigs in Southampton and London before making appearances at Oxegen on July 12 and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/web/music/journals/entry/1831871/panic-rem-rage-play-t/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;T in the Park&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on July 13.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If you can't make it to the UK or Europe on such short notice (and even if you can, festival tickets there are unholy expensive!), hopefully you can hold out until the end of October. Panic have also announced they'll play the Voodoo Music Experience in New Orleans, set to take place October 24-26. The festival, curated this year by &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;Trent Reznor&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/nineinchnails"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Nine Inch Nails&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, will also feature &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/deathcabforcutie"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/tokyopoliceclub"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Tokyo Police Club&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/coldwarkids"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Cold War Kids&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/dashboardconfessional"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Dashboard Confessional&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. A weekend pass will set you back $115 ($450 for VIP), but never fear: a percentage of the proceeds from the festival is traditionally donated to New Orleans-centric charities. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If traditional tours are more your style, there are rumors of a fall tour with &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/blocparty"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Bloc Party&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/jacksmannequin"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Jack's Mannequin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, but no dates have yet been confirmed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;"&gt;Panic at the Disco tour dates&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6.21: ScheeBel, Germany @ Hurricane Festival&lt;br&gt;6.22: Neuhausen, Germany @ Southside Festival&lt;br&gt;6.23: Wuppertal, Germany @ Eins Live Radiokonzert&lt;br&gt;6.24: Arendal, Norway @ Hove Festival&lt;br&gt;6.26: Utrecht, Netherlands @ Tivoli&lt;br&gt;6.27: Glastonbury, UK @ Glastonbury Festival&lt;br&gt;6.28: Paris, France @ NRJ Festival&lt;br&gt;7.1: Bochum, Germany @ Matrix&lt;br&gt;7.2: Frankfurt, Germany @ Batschkapp&lt;br&gt;7.3: New York, NY @ "Live From Abbey Road" (TV taping)&lt;br&gt;7.4: Paris, France @ Parc Des Nordes&lt;br&gt;7.6: Wertcher, Belgium @ Rock Wertcher&lt;br&gt;7.7: Southampton, UK @ Guildhall&lt;br&gt;7.8: London, UK @ Astoria&lt;br&gt;7.10: Madrid, Spain @ Palacio de los Deportes&lt;br&gt;7.12: Naas, Ireland @ Oxegen&lt;br&gt;7.13: Kinross, UK @ T in the Park&lt;br&gt;8.3: Singapore @ Singfest&lt;br&gt;8.4: Kuala Lumpur, Kuala Lumpur @ Stadium Niagara&lt;br&gt;8.7: Seoul, South Korea @ Summerbreeze&lt;br&gt;8.9: Tokyo, Japan @ Summer Sonic Festival&lt;br&gt;8.10: Osaka, Japan @ Summer Sonic Festival&lt;br&gt;8.12: Hong Kong, China @ Asia World Expo&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;8.14: Manila, Philippines @ Araneta Coliseum&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;8.17: Senayan, Jakarta @ Indoor Tennis &lt;br&gt;8.20: Brisbane, Australia @ Entertainment Centre&lt;br&gt;8.22: Sydney, Australia @ Acer Arena&lt;br&gt;8.23: Melbourne, Australia @ Rod Laver Arena&lt;br&gt;8.25: Adelaide, Australia @ Entertainment Centre&lt;br&gt;8.27: Perth, Australia @ Burswood Dome&lt;br&gt;8.30: Auckland, New Zealand @ Vector Arena&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;nag-paplug lang...pwede ring nagmamakaawa na sa paghingi ng donasyon pambili ng ticket.. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-4024352399289373259?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4024352399289373259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4024352399289373259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4024352399289373259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4024352399289373259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/07/panic-concert.html' title='panic! concert.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7882067280366655380</id><published>2008-06-30T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:16:34.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>labo 2..</title><content type='html'>lalabas na ang The Black Parade Is Dead! bukas. wala lang. wala kong pambili. :(( kung may mabibilhan man ako...  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7882067280366655380?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7882067280366655380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7882067280366655380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7882067280366655380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7882067280366655380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/labo-2.html' title='labo 2..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6705206424157682207</id><published>2008-06-30T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T21:07:20.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>labo</title><content type='html'>ayan. di ba? ewan ko sayo. pero hindi pa kita crush kasi hindi pa ako kinikilig.. pero nasasaktan na ako. anu ba yun? labo. :((&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;// joke lang yan. gusto ko lang ng isyu. hahaha.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6705206424157682207?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6705206424157682207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6705206424157682207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6705206424157682207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6705206424157682207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/labo.html' title='labo'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-8548850400240654380</id><published>2008-06-24T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:41:57.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mixed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;emotions.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;inggit&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;waaaah. shet. fakk fakk fakk. kasi yung kaklase ko, sinendad niya ako ng link ng isang video ng mcr na tumutugtog sa isang bday party. nung una akala ko, private thing talga yun, ay super yaman nung celebrant. after reading almost a thousand comments dun sa video, nalaman kong cancer survivor pala yung girl.. tapos naka-wig lang siya. nainis nga ako kasi parang wala lang sa kanya yung mcr.. parang pumunta lang siya sa isang simpleng party. hello!!! lumabas kaya mula sa isang malaking cake si gerard way! and they played for an hour! fakk talaga. pero yun pala, napanood na niya yung iba niyang fave bands.. so parang okay.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i dont know if she really deserved that celebration. i'm not like other MCR fans who treat them like gods, pero parang insulto naman yun sa MCR na umalis pa sila sa tour para lang matutugan yung girl tapos ganun lang yung reaction niya. kung ako yun, ipagpapasalamat kong nagkaraoon ako ng cancer. haha. joke. kung ako yun. :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;di ako makapagreact sa kaklase kong nagshare sakin nito. baka mawirdohan sakin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;pero talagang mamamatay na ako sa inggit.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kaba&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;duh. auditions for mr. &amp; ms. freshie bukas.. tapos wala pa kaming practice ni rob. ang fake ko naman kung hindi ako kinakabahan di ba. di pa naman ako professional. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;saya&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;syempre. basta naman MCR ang inaatupag ko masaya ako.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;lungkot&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;di ko alam. malungkot ako kasi wala akong load. at wala akong crush. haha. yuck.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-8548850400240654380?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8548850400240654380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=8548850400240654380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8548850400240654380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8548850400240654380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/mixed.html' title='mixed'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-8835765097409294400</id><published>2008-06-23T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:20:39.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PROTEST</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#6666cc"&gt;sa aking palagay, kung meron mang protesta na mas mahalaga pa kaysa EDSA Revolution, ito yun. kung alam niyo lang kung gaano ko kagustong pumunta dito.. iisipin niyo nababaliw na ako. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tragedy is the mother of tribulation.&lt;/b&gt; And if you’re lucky enough, even if for a moment, those hardships can bring about a beautiful strength you never knew possible. &lt;i&gt;Hannah Bond&lt;/i&gt; was a fellow Mcrmy soldier. Sadly, she committed suicide at the tender age of 13. Even sadder than that, her death was taken into mischievous manipulation for the better of common idiocy. Accusations of the criminal kind had been pointed at My Chemical Romance in result to Hannah’s death by the Daily Mail located in London. An &lt;b&gt;“emo death cult”&lt;/b&gt; is what was reported to be who had lent Hannah a hand in taking her own life. Lies. Ludicrous. &lt;b&gt;Protest.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/2/3/1/orig-4128231.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/mZchCRaCxl" width="300" height="110" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/omfgxnats/music/GFjhxKXv/my_chemical_romance_kill_all_your_friends/"&gt;Kill All Your Friends - My Chemical Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;On May 31st, a ton of broken hearts, a few dozen more MCR fans, and a firm fist of outrage took a stand for the band that &lt;i&gt;saves lives&lt;/i&gt;, with hopes of reclaiming the &lt;b&gt;truth!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/2/5/1/orig-4128251.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Message in hand... of their own and from any unable to attend, they... &lt;b&gt;we&lt;/b&gt; were seen... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/3/4/1/orig-4128341.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and heard. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/3/6/1/orig-4128361.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNDk3NzM5ODQmcHQ9MTIxMzI*OTc3ODI2NSZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNDk5NDUyMDMmcHQ9MTIxMzI*OTk*ODg1OSZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNTAzMDI*NjgmcHQ9MTIxMzI1MDMwNjM*MyZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...revenge at a modest boil and before the march took place, the band themselves had issued this apology to the family of Hannah Bond...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;We have recently learned of the suicide and tragic loss of Hannah Bond. We'd like to send our condolences to her family during this time of mourning. Our hearts and thoughts are with them.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My Chemical Romance are and always have been vocally anti-violence and anti-suicide. As a band, we have always made it one of our missions through our actions to provide comfort, support, and solace to our fans. The message and theme of our album "The Black Parade" is hope and courage. Our lyrics are about finding the strength to keep living through pain and hard times. The last song on our album states: "I am not afraid to keep on living" - a sentiment that embodies the band's position on hardships we all face as human beings. If you or anyone that you know have feelings of depression or suicide, we urge you to find your way and your voice to deal with these feelings positively.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With these words symbolizing much appreciated encouragement for our London MCRmy protesters, they rallied up in defense of the Romance. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While our soldiers took to the streets, even more adversity came about. A group of people &lt;b&gt;POSING&lt;/b&gt; as legitimate members of the anti-scientology movement called Anonomous, disgustingly welcomed themselves on board. Neither part of Anonomous or barely a 6th grade intelligent level they did the best a shit head could. From posting pictures of horrifying pornography, filth and gore in our net community, (with intentions of shutting us down); to openly hiding within the crowd of protesters themselves. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/9/6/1/orig-4128961.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The repulsive intrusion went on for about 2 weeks from a few days before the protest date. Surprisingly we were graced with a word from an authentic Anonomous member in which they fully detached themselves from any MCR-hate activity happening at the march or online. The letter reads as follows...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;They are not real Anons, that's for sure.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As with any unrestricted movement, the Anons have been "infiltrated" by those who would bring the movement down by using the very open format of the movement against them. This is not the only case of this happening, and is seems to be that some outsiders, including some Scilons (Co$ members) are using the Anonymous name to try and do the movement in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Some of us warned the others sometime back that this kind of thing would happen and it has. All I can say is that those people who have claimed to be from Anon and harassing Buzznet members and/or MCR fans have nothing to do with the anti-Co$ that Anonymous is involved in. Anonymous did not suddenly branch out for such a stupid purpose. Others are using the movement to hide behind and cause trouble on their own, and are a bunch of sick and very cowardly bastards.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anon is not a group or an organization, and because of this, things like this can (and do) happen. Anonymous is a movement and it's purpose is to expose the cult known as the "Church of Scientology" for its actions and to bring about a change in its tax-exempt status. There is no "conspiracy" to harass MySpace, Facebook, Buzznet members and/or MCR fans with such stupidity. Anons don't have the time for that kind of crap... and for what purpose?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Anonymous"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nonetheless, there we stood.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/0/9/1/orig-4129091.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Friends within strangers. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/0/1/orig-4128401.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Heart without fear.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/2/1/orig-4128421.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Strength within numbers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/6/1/orig-4128461.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/7/2/3/6/1/orig-4172361.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/8/4/7/1/orig-4128471.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;and...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stories to tell!&lt;/b&gt; (from our buzznet MCRmy who attended the protest)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anotherway-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I didn't speak to them, or acknowledge their existence in any way ...oh, until one of the sick bastards touched our banner (AMAZING ROSE - THANKS HONEY!!)...then I yelled 'DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH IT, YOU CAN FUCK OFF' - wow, that made me feel better - it wasn't just about the banner - although that became a focal point for the true MCR fans - I yelled Fuck Off about the Forum, about the invasion of our privacy &amp; the protest, and just wanted them to Fuck Off the face of the earth in general. GGGGGRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Banner "MCR SAVED OUR LIVES &amp; THEY WILL SAVE YOURS" - was signed by all the real MCR fans there- I guarded it with my life to make sure non of those fuckin turds signed it - they kept circling trying to put one of their leery comments on it - but no way was I letting them fuckers near it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actually - they did make me laugh - just for how pathetic they were...with their crappy little cardboard signs - Rose tore up most of them and laughed in their faces - GO ROSE!!!&lt;br&gt;But the thing that made me LOL the most about them - OMG their shitty dress sense!!&lt;br&gt;Their little checked shirts and cruddy polo's - wow they looked intimidating -NOT!&lt;br&gt;They looked like the wankers they are. Totally ineffectual.&lt;br&gt;Yeah - they said we didn’t have the biggest crowd, and we didn’t make the biggest Protest in History - but we never went there to make the Daily Mail change their stance on MCR - I don’t give a fuck what the D Mail think about anything, let alone MCR - we went their to stand together, to say what we know to be true about our band, and about each other - and we had fun doing it.&lt;br&gt;It was really amazing to meet fans from Sweden who had traveled over, and fans from around this country - and of course to meet Faeriecake &amp; sis, xfrankieroromancex, and 5daggeredhearts - yep, still too long a name Rose!!! hahaha....the fans that were there, both at Marble Arch &amp; Derry Street - were in fine form - singing, hugging, laughing - and proving that we are NOT a fuckin suicide cult, and that the band are the complete opposite of the media portrayal of them.&lt;br&gt;The comments on our Buzznet banner are awesome - it will go to the band, along with a copy of the Buzznet Fans comments Folder...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...there was like 2 of the intruders and a bunch of followers, not saying a word - just holding up their sad little signs- which Rose kept ripping up!! hahaha....she's a mad woman!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel like we don't have to defend our gathering to them sick turds - I kept looking at them and thinking which one of them put all that porn, gore and racist comments onto our MCR shrine - forcing us all out for hours sometimes days...i really wanted to set them on fire (some people set the Daily Mail on fire!!)&lt;br&gt;^the paper itself NOT the office) lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;.....but as for our protest - it was peaceful (as requested) it was happy - we were there to prove MCR fans are not glum, emo, self harmers - and that was fuckin obvious to anyone watching! We didn't go to cause trouble - not like them who hide behind masks - from the sight of their clothes and hair - i swear they all have sub-human pimples!!!&lt;br&gt;The Police wouldn't allow us to march - but we took it in turns to sing our happy mcr songs outside the D Mail offices - bottom line was - we all supported each other, we all supported the band - we proved MCR fans are upbeat, happy, joyous in each others company...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br&gt;_____________________&lt;br&gt;xD Gotta love her!^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/2/1/1/orig-4129211.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;faerievampyr-&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When we got there, Marble Arch was full of fans, all talking, hugging and having a good time supporting the band. Anotherway want to talk to the organizer, Alison, who she was speaking to frequently online, but she wasn't there, but she was with some more protesters outside the Daily Mail offices. There was press there doing interviews too. We had been there a couple of minutes talking to people when lovemisteriouso came over, I recognized her instantly because of her blond wavy hair. We were all stood there chatting, when a giant noise came from the right of us and a huge group of fans ran over there. I went over there too, and stood on the other side of the road were the 'evil intruders'. They were dressed in V for Vendetta masks and had signs telling us to slit our wrists...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...then the 'evil intruders' arrived and I think their evilness begins and end with their porn collection because, now they were talking and discussing MCR with the fans there. After hanging around for a while, Kerrang asked if we could all gather around for a photo for the magazine, even the not so evil 'evil anons' got in the picture.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;___________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not all who planned to be there could. But they and the buzznet MCRmy were there in spirit... and permanent ink. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/0/1/orig-4129401.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/1/1/orig-4129411.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/2/1/orig-4129421.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With a plenty good cause on their backs...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/4/1/orig-4129441.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;^&lt;b&gt;S.O.P.H.I.E (Stamp Out Prejudice Hatred &amp; Intolerance Everywhere)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sophie Lancaster was murdered on 11th August 2007 simply for the way she dressed. She was 20. Her parents have since set up the S.O.P.H.I.E fund to spread awareness of this problem, and to help prevent such things from happening in the future. You can show your support by visiting www.myspace.com/inmemoryofsophie&lt;br&gt;Wristbands are available.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And lots of "Water, water, water."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/2/9/4/6/1/orig-4129461.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After making our stand against the tabloid toiletry of the the Daily Mail, they themselves issued this statement...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;"The Daily Mail’s coverage of the 'Emo' movement has been balanced, restrained and above all, in the public interest. Genuine concerns were raised at the inquest earlier this month on 13 year old emo follower Hannah Bond who had been self-harming and then tragically killed herself."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"In common with other newspapers we ran an accurate news story recording the Coroner's remarks and the parents' comments. We also published two other articles, one of which explained the background to the Hannah tragedy in calm and un-sensational language."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The other was a first person opinion piece by a well-known writer, written from the perspective of a mother concerned for her children. We have also run two prominent page lead letters from an emo music fan and from a fan of My Chemical Romance defending their point of view."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Our music critic admires the music of the band and publicized the band’s UK tour last year. Since this protest was announced a great deal of misinformation has appeared on the internet, much of which confuses what the Daily Mail has actually published with the comments of website readers and 'blogs' over which we have no control and which have stirred up emotions."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They added, "We note it has been pointed out by others that all this provides wonderful publicity for Warners and their impending release of My Chemical Romance's latest album."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"The Daily Mail is a broad church and is always ready to listen to the views of readers. We do, however, suggest those who want to protest or comment read everything we have published and act on fact not rumor."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ironically the "public interest" of this London paper seems to be exposing the paper for the rubbish it is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;DAILY MAIL DIET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nick Angel is curious to find out what will be the effects of reading nothing but the Daily Mail for a month. His only knowledge of the state of the world will be from the Daily Mail. Will he go mad?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hannah's best friend and fellow My Chemical Romance fan spoke in defense of her friend, the protest and the band...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ftqZ_PjhgY&amp;hl=en" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br&gt;^&lt;i&gt;"Hannah had her reasons to kill herself. It's not because she wanted to be emo. It's not because she wanted to see the Black Parade."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Revolted. Restricted. Refined. After all it's said and done, one thing's for sure...&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden;&lt;br /&gt;WIDTH: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;HEIGHT: 0px;&lt;br /&gt;" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyNTQxMTU4OTAmcHQ9MTIxMzI1NDE2OTI1MCZwPTI4NDExJmQ9Jm49Jmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;BN MCRmy Protest Attenders&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lovemisterioso &lt;br&gt;xmyfrankieroromancex&lt;br&gt;faerievampyr - provided videos and pictures. :)&lt;br&gt;anotherway&lt;br&gt;5daggeredhearts&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;^Much love and thanks to them all &lt;b&gt;for standing fucking tall.&lt;/b&gt; This feat will certainly never be forgotten.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.buzznet.com/assets/imgx/4/1/7/2/7/7/1/orig-4172771.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;^This MCRmy movement even made it to the June issue of Kerrang Magazine. =)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="topicbody"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-8835765097409294400?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8835765097409294400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=8835765097409294400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8835765097409294400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8835765097409294400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/06/protest.html' title='THE PROTEST'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6407088398514239187</id><published>2008-05-30T05:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:27:56.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Girl, 13, hangs herself after becoming obsessed with Emo 'suicide cult' rock band&lt;/h1&gt;by ANDREW LEVY&lt;br&gt;Last updated at 08:45 09 May 2008  &lt;p&gt;A girl of 13 killed herself after becoming obsessed with a fashion which links death with glamour, an inquest heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah Bond hanged herself from her bunk bed with a tie after becoming an "Emo".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo fans wear dark clothes, practise self-harm and listen to "suicide cult" rock bands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="WIDTH: 470px; "&gt;&lt;img height="366" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/hannahbondKNP_468x366.jpg" width="468" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Everything to live for': school student Hannah Bond hanged herself not long after showing her father the cuts on her wrists as part of her 'emo initiation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two weeks before her death, she started following U.S. band My Chemical Romance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of their songs contains the lyrics: "Although you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will go on."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, described as a model pupil, had started cutting her wrists but told her father it was part of an initiation into the Emo fashion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyR" style="WIDTH: 230px; "&gt;&lt;img height="413" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/parentsKNP_228x413.jpg" width="228" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken: Ray and Heather Bond told the court their daughter had told them emo was 'just a fashion'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coroner Roger Sykes said yesterday that Hannah's death was "not glamorous, just simply a tragic loss of a young life".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's mother Heather told the inquest she had researched the trend since her daughter's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There are websites that show pink teddies hanging themselves," she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She called Emo a fashion and I thought it was normal."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She added: "Hannah was a normal girl. She had loads of friends. She could be a bit moody but I thought it was just because she was a teenager."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's father Ray, a karate teacher, said: "Two weeks before, I saw the cuts. I asked her about them and she said it was an Emo initiation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She promised me she would never do it again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah gave her name as Living Disaster on her page on social networking website Bebo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The page is decorated with a picture of an Emo girl with bloody wrists after slashing herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another picture shows a child's exercise book scrawled with the words: "Dear Diary, today I give up. . ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest in Maidstone, Kent, heard Hannah had been with her boyfriend at a friend's house on the evening of September 22 last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She had been angry when she was told she was not allowed to sleep over and when she got home in East Peckham she went straight to her room, saying: "I want to kill myself."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest was told Hannah had not used drugs or alcohol before her death but Vanessa Everett, her head teacher at Mascalls School, said self-harm had become commonplace among other Emo fans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recording a verdict of suicide, Mr Sykes said: "The Emo overtones concerning death and associating it with glamour I find very disturbing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Emo phenomenon began in the U.S. in the 1980s. It is a largely teenage trend and is characterised by depression, self-injury and suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followers wear tight jeans with studded belts and wristbands. Their hair is dyed black and worn in long fringes to obscure their faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo - from the word emotional - is a reference to the angst-filled lyrics and melancholy themes of the rock music central to the culture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the foremost of these "suicide cult" bands is My Chemical Romance, from New Jersey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first single, Welcome to the Black Parade, from the album The Black Parade, was released in 2006 and became a huge hit, going to number one in Britain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept album follows the story of a character called The Patient, who dies of cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Parade is a nickname for the place where Emo fans believe they will go when they die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ako lang nag-italicize nyan for emphasis]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. pakabasa ko nito gusto kong magmura. parang kumukulo yung dugo ko. tanga! tanga talaga yung nagsulat nito. di man lang xa nagresearch. bobo. bwiset. grrrrr. ayoko na. nasira na araw ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga nagsulat nyan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;para patunayan kong mali yung sinasabi niya. please pakinggan niyo ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos mali pa yung lyrics na nilagay nya, dapat "your memory will carry on.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga. hindi journalism ang tawag dito. dapat kung journalist ka, pinapakita mo yung both sides of the story.. at sa news hindi pwede ang opinions, facts dapat. buti sana kung editorial ito.. baka irespeto ko pa yung mga opinyon nya kung mapatunayan niyang "My Chemical Romance glamourized suicide"..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first, music is not to blame. i don't think a mere song could push someone to kill herself. i feel really sorry for this girl, but maybe she had some other issues that pushed her to kill herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were really funny comments to this article like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Time to blame My Chemical Romance instead of Marilyn Manson now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Beth, South West, 8/5/2008 0:54&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Seems that none of My Chemical Romance have committed suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Carrie, Italy, 8/5/2008 4:43&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6407088398514239187?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6407088398514239187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6407088398514239187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6407088398514239187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6407088398514239187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf_30.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7619993457010437843</id><published>2008-05-30T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T09:27:47.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;Girl, 13, hangs herself after becoming obsessed with Emo 'suicide cult' rock band&lt;/h1&gt;by ANDREW LEVY&lt;br&gt;Last updated at 08:45 09 May 2008  &lt;p&gt;A girl of 13 killed herself after becoming obsessed with a fashion which links death with glamour, an inquest heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah Bond hanged herself from her bunk bed with a tie after becoming an "Emo".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo fans wear dark clothes, practise self-harm and listen to "suicide cult" rock bands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="WIDTH: 470px; "&gt;&lt;img height="366" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/hannahbondKNP_468x366.jpg" width="468" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Everything to live for': school student Hannah Bond hanged herself not long after showing her father the cuts on her wrists as part of her 'emo initiation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two weeks before her death, she started following U.S. band My Chemical Romance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of their songs contains the lyrics: "Although you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will go on."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, described as a model pupil, had started cutting her wrists but told her father it was part of an initiation into the Emo fashion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyR" style="WIDTH: 230px; "&gt;&lt;img height="413" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/parentsKNP_228x413.jpg" width="228" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken: Ray and Heather Bond told the court their daughter had told them emo was 'just a fashion'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coroner Roger Sykes said yesterday that Hannah's death was "not glamorous, just simply a tragic loss of a young life".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's mother Heather told the inquest she had researched the trend since her daughter's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There are websites that show pink teddies hanging themselves," she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She called Emo a fashion and I thought it was normal."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She added: "Hannah was a normal girl. She had loads of friends. She could be a bit moody but I thought it was just because she was a teenager."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's father Ray, a karate teacher, said: "Two weeks before, I saw the cuts. I asked her about them and she said it was an Emo initiation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She promised me she would never do it again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah gave her name as Living Disaster on her page on social networking website Bebo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The page is decorated with a picture of an Emo girl with bloody wrists after slashing herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another picture shows a child's exercise book scrawled with the words: "Dear Diary, today I give up. . ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest in Maidstone, Kent, heard Hannah had been with her boyfriend at a friend's house on the evening of September 22 last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She had been angry when she was told she was not allowed to sleep over and when she got home in East Peckham she went straight to her room, saying: "I want to kill myself."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest was told Hannah had not used drugs or alcohol before her death but Vanessa Everett, her head teacher at Mascalls School, said self-harm had become commonplace among other Emo fans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recording a verdict of suicide, Mr Sykes said: "The Emo overtones concerning death and associating it with glamour I find very disturbing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Emo phenomenon began in the U.S. in the 1980s. It is a largely teenage trend and is characterised by depression, self-injury and suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followers wear tight jeans with studded belts and wristbands. Their hair is dyed black and worn in long fringes to obscure their faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo - from the word emotional - is a reference to the angst-filled lyrics and melancholy themes of the rock music central to the culture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the foremost of these "suicide cult" bands is My Chemical Romance, from New Jersey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first single, Welcome to the Black Parade, from the album The Black Parade, was released in 2006 and became a huge hit, going to number one in Britain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept album follows the story of a character called The Patient, who dies of cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Parade is a nickname for the place where Emo fans believe they will go when they die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ako lang nag-italicize nyan for emphasis]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. pakabasa ko nito gusto kong magmura. parang kumukulo yung dugo ko. tanga! tanga talaga yung nagsulat nito. di man lang xa nagresearch. bobo. bwiset. grrrrr. ayoko na. nasira na araw ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga nagsulat nyan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;para patunayan kong mali yung sinasabi niya. please pakinggan niyo ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/wd5b1E1dDP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos mali pa yung lyrics na nilagay nya, dapat "your memory will carry on.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga. hindi journalism ang tawag dito. dapat kung journalist ka, pinapakita mo yung both sides of the story.. at sa news hindi pwede ang opinions, facts dapat. buti sana kung editorial ito.. baka irespeto ko pa yung mga opinyon nya kung mapatunayan niyang "My Chemical Romance glamourized suicide"..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first, music is not to blame. i don't think a mere song could push someone to kill herself. i feel really sorry for this girl, but maybe she had some other issues that pushed her to kill herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were really funny comments to this article like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Time to blame My Chemical Romance instead of Marilyn Manson now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Beth, South West, 8/5/2008 0:54&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Seems that none of My Chemical Romance have committed suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Carrie, Italy, 8/5/2008 4:43&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7619993457010437843?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7619993457010437843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7619993457010437843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7619993457010437843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7619993457010437843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7318214943861602816</id><published>2008-05-30T05:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:16:40.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-564611/Girl-13-hangs-obsessed-Emo-suicide-cult-rock-band.html"&gt;Girl, 13, hangs herself after becoming obsessed with Emo 'suicide cult' rock band&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;by ANDREW LEVY&lt;br&gt;Last updated at 08:45 09 May 2008  &lt;p&gt;A girl of 13 killed herself after becoming obsessed with a fashion which links death with glamour, an inquest heard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah Bond hanged herself from her bunk bed with a tie after becoming an "Emo".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo fans wear dark clothes, practise self-harm and listen to "suicide cult" rock bands.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyC" style="WIDTH: 470px; "&gt;&lt;img height="366" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/hannahbondKNP_468x366.jpg" width="468" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'Everything to live for': school student Hannah Bond hanged herself not long after showing her father the cuts on her wrists as part of her 'emo initiation'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Two weeks before her death, she started following U.S. band My Chemical Romance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of their songs contains the lyrics: "Although you're dead and gone, believe me your memory will go on."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah, described as a model pupil, had started cutting her wrists but told her father it was part of an initiation into the Emo fashion.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div id="ArtContentImgBodyR" style="WIDTH: 230px; "&gt;&lt;img height="413" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/05_02/parentsKNP_228x413.jpg" width="228" border="1"&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken: Ray and Heather Bond told the court their daughter had told them emo was 'just a fashion'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;Coroner Roger Sykes said yesterday that Hannah's death was "not glamorous, just simply a tragic loss of a young life".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's mother Heather told the inquest she had researched the trend since her daughter's death.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"There are websites that show pink teddies hanging themselves," she said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She called Emo a fashion and I thought it was normal."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She added: "Hannah was a normal girl. She had loads of friends. She could be a bit moody but I thought it was just because she was a teenager."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah's father Ray, a karate teacher, said: "Two weeks before, I saw the cuts. I asked her about them and she said it was an Emo initiation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;"She promised me she would never do it again."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hannah gave her name as Living Disaster on her page on social networking website Bebo.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The page is decorated with a picture of an Emo girl with bloody wrists after slashing herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another picture shows a child's exercise book scrawled with the words: "Dear Diary, today I give up. . ."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest in Maidstone, Kent, heard Hannah had been with her boyfriend at a friend's house on the evening of September 22 last year.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She had been angry when she was told she was not allowed to sleep over and when she got home in East Peckham she went straight to her room, saying: "I want to kill myself."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The inquest was told Hannah had not used drugs or alcohol before her death but Vanessa Everett, her head teacher at Mascalls School, said self-harm had become commonplace among other Emo fans.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Recording a verdict of suicide, Mr Sykes said: "The Emo overtones concerning death and associating it with glamour I find very disturbing."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The Emo phenomenon began in the U.S. in the 1980s. It is a largely teenage trend and is characterised by depression, self-injury and suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Followers wear tight jeans with studded belts and wristbands. Their hair is dyed black and worn in long fringes to obscure their faces.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Emo - from the word emotional - is a reference to the angst-filled lyrics and melancholy themes of the rock music central to the culture.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the foremost of these "suicide cult" bands is My Chemical Romance, from New Jersey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Their first single, Welcome to the Black Parade, from the album The Black Parade, was released in 2006 and became a huge hit, going to number one in Britain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The concept album follows the story of a character called The Patient, who dies of cancer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Black Parade is a nickname for the place where Emo fans believe they will go when they die.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;[ako lang nag-italicize nyan for emphasis]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;---------------------------&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. pakabasa ko nito gusto kong magmura. parang kumukulo yung dugo ko. tanga! tanga talaga yung nagsulat nito. di man lang xa nagresearch. bobo. bwiset. grrrrr. ayoko na. nasira na araw ko.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga nagsulat nyan.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;para patunayan kong mali yung sinasabi niya. please pakinggan niyo ito.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/dfzpBlJ/music/69NyDAc8/gerard_way_antiviolence_speech"&gt;Gerard Way: Anti-Violence Speech (0:25 - 1:40)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos mali pa yung lyrics na nilagay nung author, dapat "your memory will carry on.."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;gago talaga. hindi journalism ang tawag dito. dapat kung journalist ka, pinapakita mo yung both sides of the story.. at sa news hindi pwede ang opinions, facts dapat. buti sana kung editorial ito.. baka irespeto ko pa yung mga opinyon nya kung mapatunayan niyang "My Chemical Romance glamourized suicide"..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first, music is not to blame. i don't think a mere song could push someone to kill herself. i feel really sorry for this girl, but maybe she had some other issues that pushed her to kill herself.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were some funny comments to this article like&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Time to blame My Chemical Romance instead of Marilyn Manson now?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Beth, South West, 8/5/2008 0:54&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Seems that none of My Chemical Romance have committed suicide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Carrie, Italy, 8/5/2008 4:43&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="commentBody"&gt;Parents LOOK AFTER your babies.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;- Jimpy, Lincs, 8/5/2008 1:14&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;i feel bad because i'm a fan (that is different from "i feel bad that i'm a fan").. i don't want this notion about us. we don't support MCR by hurting ourselves. suicide is the exact opposite of what the band is trying to say. ever since "revenge" (2nd album), the band, especially the frontman Gerard Way has always been AGAINST these "emo acts". Gerard went through this struggle himself. he was an alcoholic, a suicidal.. he was wasted. he felt that he had to drink to be in the band.. he had to immerse himself in pills and booze to go on that stage and play for a band ironically called my "chemical" romance. during the times when he saw death as an escape route, he called someone to talk him through it. after that, he got clean and sober.. and never played drunk again just like he always did. as he said in an interview.. "i'll never touch a drink again.. the moment i do, i'll lose everything i've got." their album "The Black Parade" is an album celebrating life... with lyrics like "i am not afraid to keep on living.." and  "go and try, you'll never break me".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;the band members' claim was that being in the band saved their lives... for gerard way, it had saved him twice. first, from the depression he felt after 9/11. it was the first time he said "fuck art! i am drawing fro companies and not helping anyone..". he was working in new york and saw planes crash to the towers.. and the falling bodies. he didn't know anyone in the building, but he felt this empathy for the people who have lost. he was about to pitch a series called "The Breakfast Monkey" to Cartoon Network... he had talks with the executives etc... but it was this empathy that made him quit doing art. he wrote "skylines and turnstiles" as an expression of what he felt after the 9/11 tragedy.. and called up people he haven't seen in years namely ray toro (lead guitarist) and matt pellisier (former drummer).. he started a band.. later named by his brother mikey way (bassist) as my chemical romance.. and the rest, as they say, is history. the second time it saved him was when he was really depressed .. and he needed something to live for. revenge was out for only a few weeks when gerard hit rock bottom. as i have written, he was into pills and booze.. but the worst was coccaine. the band became his reason for living.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;why all this storytelling? well, that is to say that MCR's goal is to save lives. personally, i  can't say that MCR saved my life.. i haven't really been in a state where i needed to be saved.. but they have inspired me a lot. evident in this entry, huh?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;how can a band with such &lt;insert all synonyms of beautiful and inspirational&gt; message be called a "suicide cult"?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;i spent all morning writing this entry, researching, and chatting with my co-MCR fans about this article.&lt;br&gt;MCRmy in London plus members of the MCR Buzznet community planned a march to protest against the depiction of the band in this ridiculous article. the march, set to begin at Hyde Park's West Pond in central London, takes place on the afternoon of may 31. they are expecting about a thousand people to join. the fans are doing all giving all their efforts to make the march successful.. quoting one of them:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;"It annoys me the amount of people on here who are taking the time to say that MCR are a crap band - this isn't actually about MCR, it's about the Daily Mail using a band as a scapegoat so they can sell some newspapers and scare parents all over the country. I read the articles, and they were ridiculous. At one point the mother admits that her daughter actually said to her 'I feel like killing myself' and her reply was 'don't be so silly, we'll talk about it tomorrow' - hours later the girl was dead! She cut herself and her father accepted that it was a fashion statement! MCR didn't kill this girl, she was crying out to her parents for help and they didn't pay attention. I think a lot of people should join this march, not just MCR fans, but anyone who wants the truth about issues such as youth suicide reported in a responsible manner by the media."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nme.com/news/my-chemical-romance/36894"&gt;we (fans) are very anxious to speak out.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mychemicalromance.com/news#node_453"&gt;my chemical romance also gave a statement about the article.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;sabi ko naman sa homepage ko, &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK&lt;/font&gt;. kaya kung ayaw niyo sa MCR.. o kung naririndi na kayo sa mga kaadikan ko sa kanila.. then you better leave. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="sign"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7318214943861602816?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7318214943861602816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7318214943861602816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7318214943861602816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7318214943861602816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/wtf_9866.html' title='wtf.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-416067721404721985</id><published>2008-05-29T06:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T10:41:27.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>isa ito sa mga dahilan kung bakit ayaw ko sa pilipinas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img220.imageshack.us/img220/6882/69261379pa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;grabe. 9th of April.. birthday ni Gerard Way. di ko maimagine, pag ako siguro nanalo niyan pwede na ko mamatay pagkatapos.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-416067721404721985?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/416067721404721985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=416067721404721985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/416067721404721985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/416067721404721985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/isa-ito-sa-mga-dahilan-kung-bakit-ayaw.html' title='isa ito sa mga dahilan kung bakit ayaw ko sa pilipinas..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2323708941266902007</id><published>2008-05-28T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:12:39.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>magaling.</title><content type='html'>isang box ng muffins. gudlak naman sa "no-carb" diet ko. :D&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2323708941266902007?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2323708941266902007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2323708941266902007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2323708941266902007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2323708941266902007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/magaling.html' title='magaling.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4144345122526342924</id><published>2008-05-27T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:47:18.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a must-read. </title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="text12px"&gt; &lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt;ito yung email na dumating sakin nung may 1 ata... para sa may 5 makapag pre-order ako.. kaso shemay, ang mahal.. nung sinubukan ko about &lt;strong&gt;3500pesos&lt;/strong&gt; mababawas sa credit card ni mama (ang mahal ng shipping)...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kung mayroon man diyan na may mabuting kalooban.. at magpasaya ng kapawa.. palimos ako ng 3500...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;h1 style="MARGIN: 0px; "&gt;GET THE NEW MCR CD/DVD - WITH SPECIAL MASKS MADE BY THE BAND!&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hey Guys and Gals,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We have all been anxiously waiting for June 24th. On this day, the DVD/CD entitled "The Black Parade is Dead" hits stores, online outlets, and other avenues. Starting today, you'll be able to preorder said DVD/CD directly from &lt;a href="http://theblackparadeisdead.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_0"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;theblackparadeisdead.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It depicts the final "Black Parade" show in all of its arena-rock glory, live from &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_1"&gt;Mexico City&lt;/span&gt; this past Fall. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We also decided to include a video of the intimate show we had at New Jersey's legendary club, Maxwells, this past October. We played one of our very first shows on that stage, and it was amazing to be on it once again. These shows were some of the most memorable and fun we've ever had onstage. The kids at the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_2"&gt;Mexico City&lt;/span&gt; show actually overpowered the PA, and their voices were deafening. The Maxwells show was complete pandemonium, and the video captures the feeling of and old school MCR show, the way it was way back when. I want to apologize for the wait, as we wanted to make sure that it was absolutely perfect for your viewing pleasure. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With the &lt;a href="http://theblackparadeisdead.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_3"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;pre-order&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you are entitled to 3 DRM-free download of select tracks from the &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_4"&gt;Mexico City&lt;/span&gt; show (Mama, Dead, and Welcome to the Black Parade). Inside the special edition, you'll find the DVD tucked inside of a collectible pinewood coffin box with our logo burned into the top. Also, inside, you will receive 1 of 5 Day of The Dead-esque masks we each designed. We had a blast designing them, and hope you have a blast wearing them, (or whatever else you choose to do with them). The special edition also contains a "death certificate of authenticity with our signatures printed on it. This edition if extremely limited, so if you want one, &lt;a href="http://theblackparadeisdead.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1211893459_5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#003399"&gt;pre-order&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sooner than later. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We are almost finished with our special intimate theater tour and it's been insane. Some of venues we haven't played in many years, and flood my head with fond memories. It's amazing to be able to share with all of our fans old and new. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We love each and every one of you, and hope you have as much fun watching it as we had making it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Regards&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mikeyway &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR5.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR4.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR3.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR2.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;img height="150" src="http://warnerreprise.com/artist_newsletters/MCR1.jpg" width="100"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="text12px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/3528/wsihesqp9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;By &lt;a href="http://profile.imageshack.us/user/purletpunk" target="_new"&gt;purletpunk&lt;/a&gt; at 2008-05-27 &lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/8226/wihs2nf0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;By &lt;a href="http://profile.imageshack.us/user/purletpunk" target="_new"&gt;purletpunk&lt;/a&gt; at 2008-05-27&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-4144345122526342924?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4144345122526342924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4144345122526342924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4144345122526342924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4144345122526342924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/must-read.html' title='a must-read. '/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2058980924497630399</id><published>2008-05-27T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:44:40.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunas by Potassium '08 (directed by me :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/purletpunk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/purletpunk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sa mga pota,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;       Mukhang hindi na kasi tayo magkakaroon ng pota outing.. at may mga tao rin namang gustong mapanood yung "maanumalyang" film na pinagpaguran, pinaghirapan, iniyakan, tinawanan, at "crinam" (gets?) natin. So ayan.. punta na lang kayo sa link. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2058980924497630399?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2058980924497630399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2058980924497630399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2058980924497630399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2058980924497630399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunas-by-potassium-directed-by-me-d.html' title='Lunas by Potassium &amp;#39;08 (directed by me :D)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-6224703572931371525</id><published>2008-05-27T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T15:33:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunas, a film by Potassium '08 (directed by me. :D)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Dear Pota Peepz,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;      Sa dahilanang hindi na matutuloy ang pinapalano nating pota outing.. at may mga gutso talagang mapanood ang pinaghirapan, pinagpaguran, iniyakan, tinawanan, pinag-awayan at crammed nating "film", pinost ko ito sa YouTube.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 1&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/LjZqkUVulQE&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Part 3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param&lt;/a&gt; name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/v/uB-HKmsLIAA&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;happy viewing. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6224703572931371525?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6224703572931371525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6224703572931371525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6224703572931371525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6224703572931371525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/lunas-film-by-potassium-directed-by-me.html' title='Lunas, a film by Potassium &amp;#39;08 (directed by me. :D)'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-8104566390608135941</id><published>2008-05-20T07:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:02:45.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sino marunong mag CSS?</title><content type='html'>    yung mga web dyan na pisay... lagyan nyo naman 'to ng tagboard. sinusubukan ko dun sa customize site pero ang sabi, "you cannot use javascript in your welcome message"... pero gumagana pag embedded flash object. yun nga lang di ako makahanap ng tagboard na flash. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;wala lang. para masaya at di na masyado maraming clicks. :D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-8104566390608135941?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/8104566390608135941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=8104566390608135941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8104566390608135941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/8104566390608135941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/sino-marunong-mag-css.html' title='sino marunong mag CSS?'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2882189542947327607</id><published>2008-05-13T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T18:37:09.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lalala..</title><content type='html'>  waw. tuloy na tuloy na talaga ako sa intarmed. hehe. di pa rin ako makapaniwala hanggang ngayon kasi nga wala naman talaga 'to sa plano ko. pero masaya ako na tumuloy ako. mukha namang mababait ang mga kaklase ko tapos marami na rin akong nameet na bagong friends.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...pero dahil alam ko nang mejo maluwag ang sked ko.. parati ako pupunta ng diliman pag may oras ako kasi namimiss ko na talaga ang mga kaibigan kong nag-aaral dun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...tapos masaya ako. sina bulette, ada at kim lang nakakaalam. :D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2882189542947327607?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2882189542947327607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2882189542947327607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2882189542947327607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2882189542947327607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/05/lalala.html' title='lalala..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2575985518005568526</id><published>2008-04-19T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T14:02:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish ko lang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;may tigdas ako ngayon. gusto ko talagang sumama sa TRUTH OVERNIGHT!!! kaso baka mahawa ko pa kayo/sila. waaaaah..&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;pagdasal niyo na gumaling ako agad. :D&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;babay.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2575985518005568526?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2575985518005568526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2575985518005568526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2575985518005568526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2575985518005568526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/wish-ko-lang.html' title='wish ko lang..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-5344599240403604798</id><published>2008-04-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:03:09.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all coming back. </title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;ok. di ko na nilagyan ng babala sa title. read at your own risk.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i'm writing this entry after:&lt;/P&gt; &lt;UL&gt; &lt;LI&gt;eating a lot of camote  &lt;LI&gt;&lt;EM&gt;killing&lt;/EM&gt; my music player.. i mean literally, it's dead. it won't power on  &lt;LI&gt;waiting for the whole LOTMS video diary to load on multiply YouTube windows  &lt;LI&gt;finally, watching the whole of LOTMS.&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt; &lt;P&gt;this day is definitely life-changing. i know.. i seem overreacting, but it really is. let me give you a little background. LOTMS, short for &lt;STRONG&gt;Life On The Murder Scene&lt;/STRONG&gt;.. is like the history DVD of My Chemical Romance, which, as most of you know, is my favorite band. before january 25, i don't think i can ever be happy/satisfied with life. i found my missing piece after seeing my favorite band perform live. it's just now, after i have watched LOTMS, that i've decided to examine my life and really make a plan. just a plan to rock the hell out of me and put this &lt;EM&gt;whole&lt;/EM&gt; me into action again. i have examined my life. not that i have a lot of experiences to begin with, but basically, i tried to see what i would want to become, how i would do it and how much time i have wasted.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;EM&gt;wastes&lt;/EM&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i realized that i have wasted so much of my time on viewing fansites, watching a lot of interviews, music videos and concert videos, writing blogs (just like my previous entry) to show how much of a fan i am, telling&lt;EM&gt; &lt;/EM&gt;mcr stories to my friends, doing nothing while listening to mcr songs. i should have used my time in doing things that would show how much mcr has inspired me... in doing things that gives me enough reason to say that "&lt;STRONG&gt;mcr saved my life&lt;/STRONG&gt;". nothing less.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"we wanted to play. but it's not because of that.. that we started all of this. it's because we wanted to play, but because we had a purpose." - gerard way.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;i have never known any band say those things. not that i dont really pay attention, i actually do. when i come across a really good band, i research aboutthem . i try to find the meaning of their songs in some bits that i know from lives. there would be those times that i'd my friends and i would talk about music and it would always end up in an.. "aaah.. i didn't know that" sort of reaction from my friends. at times, i'd be talking about band members' life stories.. influences and all. maybe that is the reason that i have been this hooked up on mcr.. it's because there is a lot to know about. forum discussions won't end.. news every once in a while.. millions of their pictures and thousands of their videos on the Internet.. for a while it seemed like this mcr mania won't end. in my opinion, it will. all the hype will end, but never will their legacy.&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"lyrically, we wanted to take music to a place it hadn't been into for a long time.. which was to tell stories.. and used these kinds of sweeping metaphors instead of like.. "he broke my heart.." - gerard way&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"interventions weren't working at that point. my discussions with him weren't.. his band's discussions with him weren't. he wanted to be drunk" - brian (mcr's manager)&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;"if you or someone you know are severely depressed, you need to fucking talk to somebody. your bestfriend, your mom, or someone from school. i don't give a fuck. because wasting your life on suicide is fucking bullshit" - gee way&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;// to be continued&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-5344599240403604798?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5344599240403604798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=5344599240403604798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5344599240403604798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5344599240403604798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-all-coming-back.html' title='it&amp;#39;s all coming back. '/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-5693923781900099858</id><published>2008-04-16T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T15:01:26.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm proud. :D // di nyo kailangan basahin kung hindi kayo mcr fan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;H2 id=itemtitle&gt;My Chemical Romance's Gerard Way Condemns Emo-Bashers&lt;/H2&gt; &lt;DIV id=itembody&gt;Emo fans have been threatened with violence in Mexico in recent weeks, but apparently &lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/gerardway"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;Gerard Way&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt; of &lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/tags/mychemicalromance"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/A&gt; has taken up the cause. When MCR took the stage this past Saturday at Zero Fest in Mexico City, Way immediately spoke in earnest to the crowd, according to MTV News:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;"I want to say something today before we continue. Recently we've been hearing a lot of stuff about some violence here in your country having to do with kids who want to wear black t-shirts … or some kind of bull-- stuff like that. We don't want to see any f---ing violence! We came here for one reason, and that's to be at the f---ing rock show!"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG style="CURSOR: hand" src="http://buzznet-39.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/3/2/9/6/3/2/1/orig-3296321.jpg" border=0 useSrc="http://buzznet-39.vo.llnwd.net/assets/imgx/3/2/9/6/3/2/1/orig-3296321.jpg" idx="0" __doClobber__="true"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Gerard appears to be the first major music personality to stand up and say something in defense of the subculture that has been discriminated against recently. His profanity-laden rant could be the first step in some sort of peace treaty between emos and the ruffians who would impose their will upon them.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Get up to speed on the hostile situation in Mexico with these previous updates:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/groups/buzznetmetalmadness/journals/43130971/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;&lt;U&gt;Anti-emo violence thwarted in Tijuana&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A href="http://thereaper.buzznet.com/user/journal/2078641/anti-emo-violence-planned-saturday/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;&lt;U&gt;Anti-emo violence planned in Tijuana&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A rel=nofollow xhref="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/journal/2072871/more-violence-against-emos-mexico/"&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;&lt;U&gt;More violence against emos in Mexico&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;A rel=nofollow xhref="http://wolfcry1j4k.multiply.com/journal/1985801/metalheads-wage-war-emos-mexico/"&gt;&lt;U&gt;&lt;FONT color=#0198ff&gt;Metalheads wage war with emos in Mexico&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;-------&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;this makes me love him more. sa tagal ko nang nanonood ng live performances ng mga banda (oo, hindi lang mcr ang pinapanood ko noh).. sila lang ang may concern talaga sa behavior ng fans nila. at ilang ulit ko bang sasabihin na hindi sila "emo". kung ang pag-uusapan ay genre, pramis anlayo ng tunog nila sa "emo". kahit yung lyrics nila hindi "emo". yung lyrics nila wala nung mga mushy cheesy ewan na maririnig sa mga emo songs. matatanggap ko pa na yung fashion sense nila ay medyo "emo" kasi parating black.. pero i prefer goth.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;hindi dahil fan ako kaya ko sinasabing magaling sila.. pero magaling talaga sila. honestly, wala akong mahanap na katunog nila.. halimbawa, magkatunog yung taking back sunday at mayday parade. o kaya p!atd at fall out boy. mcr's incomparable. &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;i don;t care what people think about. na mukha akong timang sa mga ginagawa kong 'to. marami pang mas malala sa akin noh. mayroon akong mga kilala na siguro 50% ng buhay nila ay mcr. literal. yung mga tipo na nagtatravel across countries para masundan ang mcr sa tour nila at mapanood sila ng paulit-ulit. haha. kung mayaman lang ako at walang kailangan gawin sa buhay baka ganun ako. meron din namang nakikipag-away para maipagtanggol yung mcr. minsan naging ganun ako, nung sinabi na hindi daw nagbigay ng encore yung mcr sa concert nila sa pinas kasi hindi daw sila nasiyahan sa pagtanggap ng mga pilipino. nainis talaga ako. kaya dun sa forum ako yung may pinakamahabang post. grabe na ito.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.buzznet.com/web/music/journals/entry/1979861/mcr-deny-encore-give-away/"&gt;MCR deny encore&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;comment ko:&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;hey!!! i went to that concert! i'm a filipino and i don't think you're right about us being unappreciative. I WAS AT THE FRONT ROW. well, not the VIP but, i can really say that we gave justice to the efforts that mcr gave to play in our country. if you've looked over the wikipedia article about black parade tour dates and setlists (yeah, they have different setlists for each leg of their tour, ok?), "famous last words" and "desert song" were listed under the subheading "ENCORE". and the VIP people got their tickets from sponsors.. i mean the big companies that help make the concert possible, so what are the chances that all the people they would give the tickets to are true blue MCR fans like most of us who attended the concert. the VIP tickets were available only a week before the concert because the VIP tickets WERE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE AVAILABLE TO THE PUBLIC. it's a problem of distribution.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;i'm sorry, i'm just really pissed off. it has been a while after the mcr concert before i came across this article. i can still remember that night, they were "really fucking awesome," just like they said we filipinos were.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;go MCR!&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;- honey&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;-----&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt;nadescribe ko na nga ata sa post ko after ng concert kung gaano ako ka-fan... dadagdagan ko na lang mula sa econ mag article ko:&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV&gt; &lt;DIV style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: times new roman, new york, times, serif"&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Honey Jane T. Dela Cruz&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Econ Article #2&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;// Marahil ay marami akong mabanggit tungkol sa MCR, ngunit hindi dahil sa ineendorso ko sila, sadyang sila lang aking magagamit na halimbawa.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;//Premise o basta parang disclamer: Baka kasi hindi kilala ng mambabasa ang MCR.. lalagyan ko na lang. &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Pamimintuho&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;: Kumpisal mula sa &lt;I&gt;die-hard&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;true-blue&lt;/I&gt; &lt;I&gt;forever&lt;/I&gt; &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Bawat tao ay may kanya-kanyang lihim na kagustuhan. Bawat isa ay may iba’t ibang pagkiling sa kung anong maganda at hindi, nakawiwili at nakakainis, at sa kung ano ang kanilang i&lt;I&gt;idol&lt;/I&gt;hin o pararaanin na lamang. Kahit ang mga matatalinong tao, gaya ng mga iskolar sa Pisay, ay kakakitaan ng ganitong mga pagkiling. Hindi mo alam, may &lt;I&gt;iniidolo&lt;/I&gt; rin pala sila. Akala mo, puro mga aklat at takdang-aralin&lt;SPAN&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;lang ang alam nila.. mayroon din palang isang bahagi ng kanilang pagkatao na nakalaan sa kanilang mga &lt;I&gt;idol&lt;/I&gt;, sa kanilang mga pinipintuho.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Pagiging &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; ang tawag sa ganitong estado. Hindi ka lang humahanga sa isang tao, bagay, libangan atbp., kundi pinintuho mo sila. Kumbaga, mas malalim ang pagtanggap mo sa magagandang katangian ng iyong &lt;I&gt;iniidolo&lt;/I&gt;.. at pilit mo silang itinatangi sa mga kakumpitensiya nila. Kapag naririnig natin ang katagang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;, madalas ay unang sumasagi sa isip natin ay grupo ng mga babaeng walang tigil sa pagtili habang iwinawagayway ang &lt;I&gt;poster&lt;/I&gt;s at &lt;I&gt;banners&lt;/I&gt; na may malaking mukha ng kanilang idol. Yung tipong, isasakripisyo nila kahit ano para lang mapanood at masuportahan yung paborito nilang artista o kaya banda. Mas madalas, natatawa tayo sa ganitong pag-uugali.. sa pagturing ng mga &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; sa kanilang &lt;I&gt;iniidolo&lt;/I&gt; na parang mga diyos.. at umaabot sa punto na kahit ano gagawin na nila para sa kanilang mga idol.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Iba kami sa mga &lt;I&gt;stalker&lt;/I&gt;, pero maihahalintulad kami sa mga adik. Hindi sa mga adik sa ipinagbabawal na gamot, pero adik dahil nagiging pangangailangan na namin ang aming mga idol at lahat ng mga bagay na may kinalaman sa kanila. Paulit-ulit kong sasabihin na walang maitutumbas na kasiyahan ng isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; kapag nakatagpo na niya ang kaniyang idol. Walang maikukumpara sa kasiyahang dulot ng pagtatagpong ito, sapagkat para itong katuparan ng aming mga pangarap&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Patikim-tikim&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Gaya nga ng aking nabanggit, ako ay isang masugid na tagapakinig ng &lt;I&gt;rock music&lt;/I&gt;. Masugid sapagkat hindi lang ako nakikinig sa isang banda dahil sa kanilang kasikatan. Sa pamamagitan ng &lt;I&gt;Internet&lt;/I&gt;, nagagawa kong makahanap ng mga bagong banda, mga bagong &lt;I&gt;genre&lt;/I&gt;, at ma-&lt;I&gt;download&lt;/I&gt; ang mga ito, kung sakaling aking magustuhan. Hindi man halata sa aking pagkatao, na parang isang babaeng bakla, sa rock music ako nakakapakinig nang hindi na ako &lt;I&gt;nadidistract &lt;/I&gt;sa aking ginagawa. Hanggang sa isang araw, napakinggan ko sa &lt;I&gt;&lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_0&gt;iPod&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/I&gt; ng isang kaibigan ang mga kantang Welcome to the Black Parade at Famous Last Words, ng MCR. Mula noon, hindi ko na mabitawan ang &lt;I&gt;&lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_1&gt;iPod&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/I&gt;ng aking kaibigan. Paulit-ulit ko silang pinapakinggan, mga halos 20 beses nang paulit-ulit at walang hinto (&lt;I&gt;repeat one mode&lt;/I&gt;). Bawat parte ng awitin ay kinakabisado ko, mapa-&lt;I&gt;vocals&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;drums&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;lead guitar&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;rhythm guitar&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;bass&lt;/I&gt; at &lt;I&gt;piano&lt;/I&gt;. Kung sakali sigurong magaling akong tumugtog ng mga naturang instrumento, makakaya kong kapain ang buong kanta dahil sa sobrang kabisado ko ito. Kapag nakapikit ako, napaghihiwalay ko sa utak ko ang bawat piyesa, at ninanamnam ko ang ganda sa likod ng sining na ito. Noong mga panahong iyon, nabuhay ako paisa-isang kanta, sa patikim-tikim.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Bawat simpleng detalye..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Naisip kong kilalanin sila, baka sakaling malaman ko kung bakit ganoon kalaki ang epekto ng kanilang mga kanta sa akin. Dalawang kanta pa lamang ang napapakinggan ko noon, paano na kaya ngayon na ang 48 kanta nila ay kabisado kong lahat? Sinaliksik ko ang interpretasyon ng ibang mga &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; sa kanilang mga kanta at pati kung anong nais nilang maiparating mula rito. Walang kisap-mata kong masasabi na mas matindi pa ang &lt;I&gt;research&lt;/I&gt; na ginawa ko sa MCR, kumpara sa research na nagawa ko sa STR1 at STR2. Inalam ko ang mga buhay nila bago pa man sila mabuo bilang banda. Inalam ko ang layunin ng pagbuo nila ng banda, kung ano ang mga pinangarap nilang maabot gamit ang kanilang musika. Sinaliksik ko ang kanilang mga kaarawan, tinitirhan, kaunting paglalarawan sa kanilang pagkatao sa likod ng entablado. Bawat sinasabi nilang magagamit ko sa aking buhay, tinatandaan ko. Sa isang masugid na tagahanga, tila kaban ng ginto ang bawat simpleng detalye.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Bibili ka pa ba?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Sinimulan ko na ring pakinggan sila sa radio at pagmasdan ang pagtanggap ng mga tao sa mga awitin nila. Napatunayan kong sikat nga silang talaga. At dahil sa kasikatang iyon kaya hanggang ngayon, hindi pa rin ako bumibili ni isa sa kanilang tatlong album. Kahit ang pinakauna nilang album, ang &lt;I&gt;I Brought You Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love&lt;/I&gt;, na noong 2002 pa inilabas, ay 450 piso pa rin hanggang ngayon. Dahil kasi napakarami nilang tagahanga, at para sa mga tagahanagang ito ang album ng MCR ay isang &lt;I&gt;necessity&lt;/I&gt; at hindi isang &lt;I&gt;want&lt;/I&gt;, nagiging &lt;I&gt;inelastic&lt;/I&gt; ang demand sa mga album ng MCR. Sa ganitong kondisyon, kahit hindi na ibabang producer ang presyon ng kanilang &lt;I&gt;album&lt;/I&gt;, &lt;I&gt;concert tickets&lt;/I&gt; at iba pang &lt;I&gt;merchandise&lt;/I&gt;, bibili pa rin ang mga tao. Pero ang hindi ko maintindihan ay kung bakit marami ring tao ang ayaw sa kanila dahil sumisikat. Ito ay halimbawa ng &lt;I&gt;negative jones effect&lt;/I&gt;, kung saan kapag mas pinipili ng mas maraming tao, mas hindi mo gugustuhing gayahin sila. Marahil ay ayaw nilang maihalintulad sa karamihan ng mga &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; ng mcr, ang mga &lt;I&gt;emo&lt;/I&gt;. Anu’t ano pa man, marami man o hindi ang mga kapwa ko &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; ng mcr, para sa akin ay maganda ang musika nila. Hindi na nila kasalanan kung ganoon ang uri ng mga taong umiidolo sa kanila. Sa iyong palagay, kunwari may idolo ka ring &lt;I&gt;indie band&lt;/I&gt;, tapos bigla silang sumikat, gugustuhin mo pa rin ba sila? Iiwan mo ba sila dahil ayaw mong matawag na &lt;I&gt;emo&lt;/I&gt;? Kahit na hindi na bumababa ang presyo ng kanilang album, bibili ka pa ba?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Habambuhay na magmamahal sa kanila..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Hindi pa ako nakuntento sa pagkilala sa aking mga idolo. Ninais ko pang makilala ang mga kapawa ko umiidolo sa kanila. Noong una, pumupunta ako sa &lt;I&gt;fan sites&lt;/I&gt; kung saan nakakausap ko via forums ang mga kapwa ko &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Mas nauuna ko pang malaman ang mga bagong balita tungkol sa mcr mula sa mga &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; sites kaysa sa sariling website ng banda. Sa karanasan kong ito, napatunayan kong malaki talaga ang impluwensiya ng musika sa mga tao. Halimabawa na lamang, mayroon akong nakilala, si Lyn, at mula noong &lt;I&gt;indie band&lt;/I&gt; pa lamang ang mcr, isa na siyang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Labin-limang taong gulang pa lamang siya noong magsimula niyang pag-ipunan ang pambili ng concert ticket ng mcr. Hindi kasi niya alam kung magkakaroon siya ng pagkakataong mapanood ang mcr ng live dahil siya ay nakatira sa &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_2&gt;Germany&lt;/SPAN&gt;, na napakalayo sa &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_3&gt;New Jersey&lt;/SPAN&gt;, kung saan nakabase ang mcr. Noong 19 taong gulang na siya, naglakbay pa siya patungong Amerika para lang mapanood ang mcr. Ginastos niya doon ang napag-ipunan niya ng apat na taon. Sa bawat bago kong makikilala na kapwa ko &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;, una kong itinatanong sa kanila kung bakit nila nagustuhan ang mcr. Mayroon kaming iisang sagot, ito ay dahil hindi sila sumisikat ang mcr dahil gusto nilang sumikat, nabuo sila at sumikat dahil sa kagustuhan nlang may masabi sa lipunan. Ganito ang sabi ni Gerard Way (vocalist), “&lt;I&gt;This band was formed out of frustration from 9/11. It’s about anyone having the power to make a difference, if he has the guts to try&lt;/I&gt;.” Dahil sa pahayag niyang iyon, dahil sa kanilang di maikukumparang layunin bilang isang banda, at dahil pinipilit nilang mapanatili ang mga paa nila sa lupa kahit sa bawat parte ng mundo ay may humahanga sa kanila, parami nang parami ang mga habambuhay na magmamahal sa kanila.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Ang pangangailangan namin..&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Ang pangunahing pangangailangan ng isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; ay ang mapatunayang isa siyang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Mas gutso niya na kapag mas paulit-uliy siyang kinikilala bilang isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Ito ang dahilan sa likod ng mga kakaiba at ‘malalang’ pag-uugali ng mga &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Mapapansing bukam-bibig nila ang kanilang mga idolo, at kahit hinid na nila namamalayan ay wala na silang ibang nakikita sa kanilng idolo kundi ang mga magagandang bagay tungkol sa kanila. Si Gerard Way ay isang dating pasyente ng mental hospital, pabalik-balik sa drug rehab, at kasalukuyan pa siyang sumasailalim sa psuchological theraphies… sa kanilang mga shows, hindi siya nahihiyang magmura o kaya’y manghalik ng kapwa niya lalaki. Kung alam ito ng mga magulang ko, siguradong sasabihin nila na masamang impluwensiya ang paborito kong banda. Ang mga ganitong detalye naman ay nakadaragdag pa sa pagkagusto ko sa kanilang banda dahil binabarag nila ang mga pader ng seksuwalidad. Saan ka ba makakakita ng isang banda sobrang sikat pero &lt;I&gt;effeminate&lt;/I&gt; ang &lt;I&gt;vocalist&lt;/I&gt;? Kadalasan nagiging sikat ang mga banda dahil gwapo ang vocalist o kaya ang iba pang kasapi. Binabago iyon ng mcr sapagkat nais nilang idolohin sila hindi dahil sa kanilang itsura kung dahil sa kanilang musika.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Hindi rin kami nakukuntento sa basta na lang pakikinig sa kanila, o kaya panonood ng kanilang mga videos. Minsan, may mga &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; na gumagawa ng mga tribute videos, o kaya mga sarli nilang bersyon ng mga awitin ng mcr. Ang MCRmy, ay ang opisyal sa street &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; club ng MCR. Marami silang mga paksyon sa iba’t ibang mga bansa, pati na rito sa Pilipinas. Ang MCRmy ay silang halimabawa ng pangangailangan isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; na makibahagi at makihalubilo sa kapwa nila &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Hindi ninyo alam kung gaano kasarap yung pakiramadam na may kausap akong 'nakakaintindi' sa mga sinasabi ko. Kunwari, pupurihin ko si Gerard Way sa harap ng mga malalapit kong kaibigan.. alam kong hindi nila talaga ako naiintindihan.. hindi kasi nila nakikita kung bakit ko nasasabi yun, kung bakit ako ganun. pero kapag kapwa mcr &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt; yung kausap ko, masaya dahil magkakaintindihan kami. Tulong-tulong kaming ma &lt;I&gt;fans&lt;/I&gt; upang mapunan ang mga “pangangailangan” namin.&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Dapat ko pa bang ituloy?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;SPAN&gt;            &lt;/SPAN&gt;Malaki ang &lt;I&gt;opportunity cost &lt;/I&gt;ng pagiging isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Halimbawa na lamang ay ang nagasta ko nung concert ng MCR sa The Fort sa Taguig. Halos apat na libo na ang ticket na ang ticket na binili ko, ngunit napakaliit pa rin ng nakita ko. Kinailangan ko pang tumuntong sa bangko at sa dala kong mga gamit. Nakatingkayad na mga ako, nakaunat pa ang mga kamay ko para makunan ko ang mga nangyayari sa entablado. Kinailangan kong makisama sa isang taong noong araw na iyon ko pa lang din nakilala, para payagan ako ng magulang ko. Ilang disksyon rin ang pinagdaanan ko para lang mapilit ang mga magulang kong payagan ako, ngunit sa huli ay hindi rin nila ako pinayagan. Gayunpaman, hindi ako nagpapigil, at noong nakabili na akong ticket ay wala na silang magawa. Ngayon, kailangan kong gumugol ng 24 oras na &lt;I&gt;community service&lt;/I&gt;. Sinimula ko sa pagiging &lt;I&gt;Comelec&lt;/I&gt; para sa &lt;I&gt;school elections&lt;/I&gt;, na natapos ng alas-dyes ng gabi. Lahat yun ay nag-ugat sa aking pagiging isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;. Minsan, mas pinipili ko pang manood ng mcr &lt;I&gt;videos &lt;/I&gt;kaysa mag-aral. At gaya nga ng nasabi ko, di&lt;SPAN&gt;  &lt;/SPAN&gt;na mabilang ang oras na nagagamit ko sa pagreresearch tungkol sa MCR. Minsan rin ay naasar na sa akin ang mga tao sa paligid ko sapagkat puro MCR o Gerard Way na lamang ang aking bukambibig. Ngayon, hindi na rin ako masyadong naghahanap ng bagong mga banda, sapagkat kapag nakaalam ako ng bago, ikukumpara ko kaagad sa MCR, at malamang ay makalimutan ko na sila. Sa lahat ng bagay, pilit kong ikikonekta ng MCR (patunay na lamang ang artikulong ito). Sa iyong palagay, sa mga nabanggit kong kasiyahan na nakukuha ko sa pagiging isang &lt;I&gt;fan&lt;/I&gt;.. pati na rin ang &lt;I&gt;opportunity cost&lt;/I&gt; nito.. dapat ko pa bang ituloy?&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=83 width=125&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Gerard Way&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=148 width=200&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_4&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/SPAN&gt; Book: Something Incredible This Way Comes&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=468 width=624&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR shirt&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=216 width=252&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR Bag&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=168 width=224&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR &lt;SPAN class=yshortcuts id=lw_1208329105_5&gt;Action Figures&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=200 width=150&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;MCR press picture (na pinaggayahan ng action figure)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=128 width=128&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I Brought You Bullets, You Brought Me Your Love (2002)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=264 width=264&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge (2004)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=452 width=452&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;The Black Parade (2006)&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=231 width=300&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;SPAN style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;IMG height=153 width=237&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt; 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&lt;TBODY&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TH align=middle&gt;   Rank&lt;/TH&gt; &lt;TH align=left&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;Specialty&lt;/TH&gt; &lt;TH align=left&gt;Score&lt;/TH&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;1&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;med oncology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;46&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;2&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;radiation oncology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;43&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;physical med &amp; rehabilitation&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;43&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;4&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;psychiatry&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;42&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;5&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;occupational med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;42&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;6&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;nephrology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;42&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;7&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;hematology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;8&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;rheumatology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;9&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;pediatrics&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;10&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;orthopaedic surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;11&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;obstetrics/gynecology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;40&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;12&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;nuclear med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;39&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;13&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;39&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;14&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;thoracic surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;39&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;15&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;infectious disease&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;38&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;16&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;cardiology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;38&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;17&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;endocrinology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;37&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;18&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;urology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;37&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;19&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;aerospace med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;37&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;20&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;general surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;21&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;preventive med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;22&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;otolaryngology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;23&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;neurosurgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;24&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;pulmonology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;25&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;general internal med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;26&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;family practice&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;27&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;emergency med&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;28&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;anesthesiology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;29&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;colon &amp; rectal surgery&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;35&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;30&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;gastroenterology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;35&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;31&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;ophthalmology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;32&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;pathology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;radiology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;34&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;neurology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;35&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;allergy &amp; immunology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt; &lt;TR&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="27%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;36&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=45&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD width="50%"&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=25&gt;dermatology&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/TD&gt; &lt;TD align=right width="23%"&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=-1&gt;33&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;IMG height=1 src="http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/images/spacer.gif" width=76&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt; &lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;wala lang. nakuha ko sa post ni albert kaya sinubukan ko rin. mukhang magiging doktor ako ng cancer. hehe. :D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-6980635298640645630?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/6980635298640645630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=6980635298640645630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6980635298640645630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/6980635298640645630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/med-aptitute-test-results.html' title='med aptitute test results'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-5007684120785205290</id><published>2008-04-10T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T10:57:16.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;dear future classmates,&lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;masaya ako na karamihan sa atin ay excited sa iMed (kasama ako). i hope that we invest in friendship.. magtulungan tayo para makaya natin mga challenges na haharapin natin sa iMed. yun lang. good luck sa ating lahat. kita-kits sa enrollment. :D&lt;/P&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-5007684120785205290?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5007684120785205290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=5007684120785205290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5007684120785205290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5007684120785205290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy.html' title='happy.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4022748639446667377</id><published>2008-03-14T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:51:08.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate myself.</title><content type='html'>naiinis talaga ako sa ugali ko. grabe. hindi ko alam kung ano nangyayari sa akin.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;una nawala yung dati kong memory card na naglalaman ng napakaraming mga bagay.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bago nun nawala yung fone ko na may number na 09166719007.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;tapos kagabi nawala ko ulit yung fone ko na may number na 09054654810.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;kaya kung makatanggap kayo ng text mula sa mga number na iyan, huwag niyo na lang pansinin kasi hindi na ako yun. :/&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;salamat nga pala sa mga katok at batok na sumama kahapon. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-4022748639446667377?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4022748639446667377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4022748639446667377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4022748639446667377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4022748639446667377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-hate-myself.html' title='i hate myself.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-378717068043237016</id><published>2008-03-14T11:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:49:58.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>he sucks</title><content type='html'>this is the LJ post of a guy named Hart Fisher.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica" size="+1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;This Lie's Been Bothering Me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; This little lie that Gerard (Garry to me) Way has cooked up, it's not very smart, and it makes me wonder why he told such an easy lie to disprove. Why tell a lie about a guy who prints up t-shirts at the biggest comic convention in America telling the largest publisher in the American comics industry, Marvel Comics, to suck his cock, when you know he's not going to let you slide? When the police came to my fucking HOUSE and told me I needed to get out of town that weekend, that I might get fucking shot in a clash between the KKK and a group of protesters from Milwaukee... and I threw a party instead?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why would you think I'm going to lie down for your lies?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The most troubling side of this lie is the collusion of the comics industry at large. Boneyard Press was not a small time publisher that was a flavor of the month that got flushed after one year. We published regularly for over 13 years. Boneyard Press was a unique publishing house and held it's own place in the comics industry, one that has not been filled while I've been active in movies. I was listed two years in a fucking row on the Top One Hundred Most Important People In the Comics Industry, and that shit happened a couple years AFTER the Dahmer affair began. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So why was it so easy to pull one over on the public and hoodwink everyone in the comics world that good ol boy Gerard was doing his first published work at Dark Horse?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not sure if your average comics fan has noticed, but my company's work, and the work of it's creators, has consistently been black listed from the comics price guides. Why don't you go find out how much Garry's first comic is worth. You know, On Raven's Wings #1 (april 1994) and #2 (september 1994) and good luck on finding that shit listed anywhere. Now go looking to see how many Bill the Bull comics are listed, you know, with Duncan Rouleau's first published work (see if that's listed in the guides kids). Go see if John Cassaday's first published work, a Bill the Bull story called "Justin", is listed anywhere in the guides. He worked for several years at Boneyard before he broke, he's been one helluva friend to me over the years, and he lists my work on his site, but you won't find it listed in the guides. How about those Dahmer comics. Any of them listed on there? How about John Lucas's early work for me, you find that listed anywhere? Flickering Flesh anyone? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I ever talk about the time that the people that publish the big price guide, Krause Publications, how some of their fine editorial staff called up my boss and tried to get me fired from my job back in the good old days? Gee, I ever mention that shit? I'm sure I've bitched about it. One of their big chiefs at the CBG actually had the nerve to call my fucking boss at work, an advertising agency, and try to get me fired because they didn't like me, nor did they like my work. See how long you last in a business that puts roadblocks like that up for you. See how you long you last when your advertising is pulled by publishers like Krause for POLITICAL reasons AFTER they'd cashed your check. How about that one? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I'm ranting... anger does that to a guy...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So did a big company like Dark Horse knowingly commit fraud on the public in their advertisements touting these books by Gerard as his first foray into comics, or were they unknowing dupes. How many kids bought this comic book, The Umbrella Academy, because it was the FIRST. It's a well known fact that the first issue of any new series is the best selling, or the first issue of a celebrity's FIRST comic ever published. You see where I'm going with this? Sales for a book like that are going to be much higher than for a an old comics pro coming back to the fold now that he's famous. You think Dark Horse had any part in this, I've already shown motive. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A fraud like this was a lot easier to perpetrate with my work and the work of my Boneyard Press radicals quietly kept out of the comics history books by the guardians of "good taste."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would like to know if Dark Horse was part of this fraud. I know their editorial staff. Fuck, I knew everybody in the goddamned business when I was full time. Everyone. The entire editorial staff at Dark Horse had one of my Marvel Can Suck My Cock shirts, including one given to Frank Miller. I personally signed copies of Kill Image for the editorial staff at Marvel Comics one year but they weren't laughing the next year when I did the Kill Marvel book. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm fed up with this bullshit, and I'm coming clean with it very, very publicly this week. I have video proof that anyone else could find... You know, the kid I knew as Garry was a smart, sensitive teenager who was overly concerned about what other people thought of him. He worried way too much about his appearance and his image. I do not know why he is lying. I remember being very sincere in my pride in his work for Boneyard Press. You can't tell me he didn't do store signings with all of his buddies at the local comic book store. Every kid's book I ever published, they all did it, and when I first got published I couldn't wait to do a signing either. So why did all those folks at the stores and where he grew up, why are they all lying too? A lie by omission is still a lie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The part I'm most sick of... I'm not going to let my fans, my readers, nor the people that worked so hard on these books be cheated out of their due... I'm not going to let any motherfucker call my guys a pack of liars, not an anonymous stranger and not some rock star who forgot who his first fans were. A fucking rock star who forgot just who was in his corner and encouraging him when NO ONE else was, when he was just another fat kid with a bowl haircut who got pushed around at school, who was building you up then Garry? Who went on the record and pumped you up in print for the world to see? Who was that guy on the other end of that phone when you needed him?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why'd you do me like that Garry?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why'd you do the Boneyard Crew who fought for you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tell your fans why you lied to them.&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-378717068043237016?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/378717068043237016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=378717068043237016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/378717068043237016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/378717068043237016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/he-sucks.html' title='he sucks'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-7904556235897189003</id><published>2008-03-01T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T06:36:10.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth overnight</title><content type='html'>hindi pa ako natutulog hanggang ngayon. haha. ang saya. bangag ako kaya next time na laang ang kwento. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sa mga truth:&lt;br&gt;btw, nawala mem card ko kaya baka di ko na mapost karamihan ng truth pics na pinapapost niyo. sorry. sana mahanap ko pa siya.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7904556235897189003?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7904556235897189003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7904556235897189003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7904556235897189003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7904556235897189003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/03/truth-overnight.html' title='truth overnight'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-4141530291945124210</id><published>2008-02-26T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T14:00:35.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of urgent concern</title><content type='html'>just saw this at the most reliable "everything" site, buzznet.com. caught my attention so much, i decided to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very alarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// this has to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever has seen the videos of My Chem getting chased and harrassed my screaming girls will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MCR mania has gone too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The poor guys wont ever want to interact with their fans again if all that is gonna happen is they get stampeded and sexually harrassed (which is exactly what screaming "FUCK ME GERARD" over and over is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the days when they would stay and talk to every fan, even if it took all night? The days when you could find them at a festival and have a one to one conversation with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to be the best fans in the world. We used to be the MCRmy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have a reputation for being crazy, obbsessive, screaming fan-girls with the one objective of nailing Gerard Way. What the fuck happend? These are our heroes we're talking about, and they're scared to come near us. I don't know about anyone else, but that both scares and upsets me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to figure out a way of letting MCR know there are still SOME sane fans out there, or they will end up losing faith in us. The boys have been looking strained and distracted recently. They didn't take thier planned break, and they did that for us. Gerard in particular has been making it painfully obvious he's unhappy at the moment. Maybe he's disappointed at the way TBP has been truely recieved, maybe not. One way or another they don't need the strain of being stalked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to pull together and show the maturity and commitment they used to credit us with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does ANYBODY have any ideas how to make them see the fans that still get it?&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-4141530291945124210?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/4141530291945124210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4141530291945124210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4141530291945124210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4141530291945124210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/of-urgent-concern.html' title='of urgent concern'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-5813630393032845310</id><published>2008-02-24T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T18:47:18.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the most interesting YM conversation i've had</title><content type='html'>backstory: so nag online ako ng sunday hapon tapos biglang sa lahat ng inaIM 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class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;wala&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:47 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;sayang&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:47 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;bakit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;wala lang.. malalaman mo rin sa takdang panahon...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;pag may multiply account ka na...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;wow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;ayan na naman tau&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;eh di&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:48 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;never na yun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:50 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;panong 'ayan  na naman'?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:50 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;parang narinig ko na yan dati sa yo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:50 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;√x²=|x|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:51 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;astig&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:51 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;vx²=|x|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:51 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;aaah&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:51 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;oo nga&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;naalala ko na&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;see&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;pero para wag na maulit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;sasabihin ko na&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;▓&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:52 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;▒&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;kasi naman yung group3 &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;nagtatry lang ako ng ascii &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;hindi gumagana sa ym&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;nyek&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;kailangan copypaste&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;ahh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;anong group 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;econ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;group3 sa econ&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;bakit&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:53 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;di ba nakagawa na sila ng mag&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:54 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;oo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:54 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;tapos ang dami mong mukha dun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:54 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;as in ang dami&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:55 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;offline ka ba o invi lang?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="hykinel"&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromLabel"&gt;Hykinel Bon Guarte&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:58 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcFromEntry"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;biglang nag-restart comp ko&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:59 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;oh&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="imcSimpleEntry" yid="reversedside_17"&gt;&lt;span class="imcToLabel"&gt;honeyjane&lt;span style="" class="imTimestamp"&gt; (5:59 PM)&lt;/span&gt;:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="imcToEntry"&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;nahawaan ka na ng weirdness ng comp ko&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt;        &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-5813630393032845310?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/5813630393032845310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=5813630393032845310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5813630393032845310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/5813630393032845310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/most-interesting-ym-conversation-i-had.html' title='the most interesting YM conversation i&amp;#39;ve had'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-535762435970097939</id><published>2008-02-09T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T20:28:02.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ang saya</title><content type='html'>mahal ko na ang truth. ngayon pa lang.. at least mahal ko na kayo. :D salamat sa napakasayang week na ito. the best and worst bio meetings magkasunod. tapos nagsawa ako sa mukha ni someone-na-inask-ko-sa-prom. haha.  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-535762435970097939?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/535762435970097939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=535762435970097939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/535762435970097939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/535762435970097939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/02/ang-saya.html' title='ang saya'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1328977524826325439</id><published>2008-01-28T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T13:50:00.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the day i met my chemical romance..</title><content type='html'>v/65 gold right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe talaga.. hanggang ngayon ay may hang-over pa rin ako sa mga nangyari sakin kagabi.. actually parang panaginip lang siya sa akin kasi hindi ganun ka vivid yung memory ko sa mga nangyari.. panu naman kasi magiging vivid yung memory m kung halos wala pang 1inch sa point of view ko si gerard way.. as in sobrang liit lang niya. 3862pesos na nga yung ticket ko pero hindi pa rin ako nag-enjoy.. feeling ko super fan lang talaga ako, or super hinahangad ko lang talaga 'to kaya hindi ako nakuntento sa naranasan ko. kung tutuusin pareho lang naman kaming nagbayad ng 3862 nung mga nasa malapit sa VIP.. as in yung mga katabi ng VIP pero nasa gold section. ok, alam kong di niyo ko magigets, tignan nyo na lang..ganito ang itsura ng arrangement nung venue.. at yung may mark, mejo dung part ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bago tayo tumungo sa concert.. konting back-story muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.. preparations..&lt;br /&gt;so nung thursday ko lang nakuha yung ticket ko tapos excited talaga ako.. as in talaga. kung alam niyo lang kung gaano ko kagustong makita ang mcr (long-term goal ko siya sa buhay ko).. pasensya na ang kulit. pero basta ganun. ayan, nagmemorize na ako nung 48 songs nila, kasi hindi ako sure kung yung setlist na nakuha ko sa internet ang tutugtugin nila so minemorize ko na lang lahat. :D tapos nung gabi ay nakipagtext na ako sa kasama kong pumunta sa the fort at umuwi pagkatapos ng concert.. hindi kasi kami magkasama sa concert itself, nasa gold left kasi yung tita ni bulette si "ate dei". kaya ayan, i'm ready... humanda sakin si gerard way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paggising ko, naligo ako agad taos nag-ayos ng gamit na ipapauwi ko sa tatay ko at nagpatuloy sa aking memorization. tumawag yung tatay ko, at siya ang nagpabana ng umaga ko. kamusta naman yung offeran daw ba ako ng 1500 tapos pumunta na lang daw ako ng camping kaysa pumunta ako ng concert!?!?  hello! nakakinis talga. kaya nung tinanong niya ako kung pano ako pupunta at uuwi to and from the fort, sabi ko, "hindi niyo rin naman po alam kung paano ako magkokomyut.. bahala na lang ako sa buhay ko." ang sama ko, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umalis kami ng dorm ng 9am tapos diretso sa caf at nandun yung mga feinds namin na sila giselle, chan2, jay at kim. agad kong ipinagmalaki yung ticket ko nang parang tsapa ng pulis (nilagay ko kasi yung lalagyan ng picture sa wallet).. tapos masaya ko super kasi pati mga kaibigan ko masaya para sa akin. alam nilang super pangarap ko talaga 'to kaya ganun na lang ako niyakap ni giselle, masaya talaga kami. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos yung uber boring awarding na wala namang connect sa mcr pero ikikwento ko na rin. so awarding tapos as usual iniiwasan na naman ako ni somene-na-inask-ko-sa-prom. pero sana na ako dun. after all, ako rin naman may kasalanan kasi parati akong totoo (kailan pa naging kasalanan yun?) pero basta, hindi kasi natuturuan ang puso. haha. nung tapos na bigyan ng award si somene-na-inask-ko-sa-prom, hiniram ko yung medals niya tapos nagpapicture ako na kunwari akin yun. in fairness, bagay sa akin..may potential pala ako magng alien.. gaya ni somene-na-inask-ko-sa-prom. hehehe. at ang pinakakwelang p[art ay umakyat kami sa stage dahil sa str at may cash prize na 1000.. inalok ko sila vien ng 300-300-400 na hatian (akin yung 400 kasi may kasamang talent fee) pero ayaw nila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumalik ako ng dorm pagtapos ng awarding at kumain ako ng marami para hindi ako magutom (??) tapos nagbihis na ako. unfortunately, at hindi gaya ng inaakala ng marami, hindi po ako nagsuot ng black sa mcr concert. para maiba naman, nag-green ako. tapos lumabas na kami papuntang trinoma. nakakatouch talaga yung mga kasama ko nun (bulette, ada, kim, chan2, giselle, jay) kasi sobrang nagkicare sila sa akin. pinapaalalahanan nila ako na don't trust anyone, parating nasa harap ang bag, huwag magpapaipit, ag nagkastampede yakapin ang sarili etc. tapos nung paalis na ako ng trinoma niyakap pa nila akong lahat. para nga akong mag-aabroad.. pero actually, mas matindi pa dun kasi mas malayo naabot ko.. yung pangarap ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbus ako papunta sa school ni tita dei sa cubao.. nung nasa labas ako ng building may dalawang matandang lumapit sa akin, akala mag-aapply ako ng trabaho. nung makita ko si tita dei, nagulat ako. ineexpect ko kasi nakawhite siya (uniform)pero hindi.. ang kapal ng eyeliner niya, sa baba at sa taas tapos may balc eyeshadow pa siya tapos brown lipstick. pinaakyat niya ako sa 2nd floor nung building tapos sabi niya aayusan daw niya ako para hindi ako mukhang bata.. sabi niya, "alam mo ba yung nanalo ng meet and greet sa NU, babae. panu na yan, baka magustuhan siya ni gerard way. tena, aayusan kita. kailangan mo ng emo theraphy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habang nasa sasakyan, alam niyo na siguro kung ano ang pinag-uusapan namin. pero ang hindi ninyo alam ay kung gaano kasarap yung feeling na may kausap kang 'nakakaintindi' sa mga sinasabi mo.. kunwari, pupurihin ko si gerard way sa harap ng mga super friends ko.. alam kong hindi nila talaga ako naiintindihan.. hindi kasi nila nakikita kung bakit ko nasasabi yun, kung bakit ako ganun. pero kapag kapwa mcr fan yung kausap ko, ang saya kasi super nagkakaintindihan kami. pareho kaming naiinis sa katotohanang may asawa na si gerard way. kahit sa backstage lang sila kinasal, kasal pa rin yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumating na kami sa venue, at honestly, kami ata ang pinakauna na tao dun. 4:30 pa lang nasa the fort na kami.. tapos ang tagal kong nag-aabang sa unahan ng pila sa gold right section, 6:30 na kami pinapasok.habang nag-iintay, ang dami ko ring nakausap. yung mga guards, bouncers, ticket checkers, ushers, concessionaires people, etc. unang tanong nila, "magkano ang ticket dito". tapos sasagutin ko ng lahat ng ticket prices from VIP to general admission. tapos ang comment nila, "mukhang fan ka talaga ng mcr ha."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos yung mga taong manonood.. grabe, hanep sa porma. wala akong binatbat. feeling ko buong buhay nila, emo theraphy ang ginawa sa kanila. pero ang mas nakakatuwa, super diverse ng audience nila. may matanda, may mga super bata tapos karamihan mga halos kasing-edad ko. naghahanap nga ako ng artista wala akong mahanap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.. oh my gerard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tagal rin naming naghintay after ng frontact. nakapag portalet pa nga ako ng 2 beses eh. tapos unang lumabas sa stage si ray then bob, frank, gerard at last si mikey. grabe yung mgatao,tilian nung paglabas nila, pero mas tumili ako nung lumabas is mikey, kasi sa mga previous tours nila, hindi kasama si mikey dahil kinasal siya kay alicia simmons (buti na lang hindi umaalis si gerard way kahit kinasal na siya).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Philippines! We are My Chemical f*cking Romance! Get up from your f*cking feet and raise your f*cking hands like this. I wanna see you f*cking do it, everytime I do this (raises his right hand).  This crowd is f*cking huge. It's really f*cking awesome." - Gerard Arthur Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan ang unang sinabi nya. as expected tayuan ang mga tao, at as expected rin ay lugi ako dahil sa height ko. take not, nakatayo kami sa ibabawng monoblock. tilian na.. syempre di ako papatalo. nung medyo nanahimik na, ako naman yung sumigaw ng "i love gerard arthur way" at "i love bob". nung latter part, lumipat ako ng one column nearer sa stage.. whch is not a big difference at all. hindi ako magpopost ng stuff na nakuha ko sa concert kasi bukod sa sabog yung sound ng videos, parang mga multo yung pics.. bano talaga akong photographer. remembrance ko na lang sila kahit wala silang "use" at all, aside from proof at reference. i took videos of all the songs, but not the whole song.. siguro isang verse, isang chorus at refrain/bridge/instrumental kung meron.. nakatulong din na kabisado ko lahat kasi alam ko na kung anong parts ng song yung maganda at dapat kong icapture. pero gaya nga nga sabi ko, ang dyogi nung videos. maglalagay ako ng samples kung gaano siya kapangit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakangalay na sa binti, nakakangalay pa sa braso.. nakatingkayad kasi ako at the same time nakastretch din yung arms ko. kamusta naman? ayoko nang ulitin yung pagrerekalamo ko, pero basta i was hoping sana for something better. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;based on my records, ito ang songs na kinanta nila.. 17 songs, my favorite number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;setlist of my chemical romance live in taguig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how i disappear (3)&lt;br /&gt;dead (3)&lt;br /&gt;i'm not ok (2)&lt;br /&gt;give 'em hell kid (2)&lt;br /&gt;my way home is through you (4)&lt;br /&gt;cemetery drive (2)&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the black parade (3)&lt;br /&gt;i don't love you (3)&lt;br /&gt;headfirst for halos (1)&lt;br /&gt;house of wolves (3) &lt;br /&gt;kill all your friend //b-side (4)&lt;br /&gt;you know what they do to guys like us in prison (2)&lt;br /&gt;teenagers (3)&lt;br /&gt;helena (2)&lt;br /&gt;sleep (3) &lt;br /&gt;cancer (3)&lt;br /&gt;desert song (4)&lt;br /&gt;famous last words (3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) i brought you bullets, you brought me your love&lt;br /&gt;(2) three cheers for sweet revenge&lt;br /&gt;(3) the black parade&lt;br /&gt;(4) other releases&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's up Pinoys? (we scream, may chuva pa si gerard na "those from the back.. people at the front") That is f*cking impressive. I swear that we will remember this day even when we're f*cking old men, in like four years." - Gerard Arthur Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would that mean na magdidisband na sila in four years? kung tutuusin, ngayon pa lang matanda na sila, si gerard ay magiging 32 years old na sa april 9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang favorite mcr song ko ay ung una nilang tinugtog. ever since talaga gusto ko na yung this is how i disappear kasi ang 'sinister/evil' ng tunog niaya pero masarap pakinggan. tapos ang taas ng boses ni gerard dun. haha. 'pinakatouching' na tinugtog nila at desert song.. oo, tinalo nun yung cancer. pinakahyper si gerard sa you know what they do to guys like us in prison. nakalimutan ko na ung anong song siya humiga sa stage at lumuhod-luhod (shame on me!) pero basta nung part na yun, yung mga nasa likod ko sumisigawng "gerard, patabi!' as if naman maiintindihan sila di ba? pinakamalaking improvement from the released version to live version ay yung helena. meron silang ginawang 'intro song' na maganda na kakabit ng helena pero sa una hindi mo malalamang helena talaga yung tinutugtog nila (wala naman kasing intro yung helena talaga eh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nung unang song, napaiyak talaga ako. hindi ako makapaniwalang nasa harap (rather malayong harap) ko na ang my chemical romance. uulitin ko na naman na talagang pangarap kong makita sila, ginawa ko pang goal in life. nagpapasalamat talaga ako sa lahat ng mga taong tumulong sa akin para makapunta ako sa concert na 'to.  It's really f*cking awesome, tama si gerard. kahit na maliit yung nakita ko, nafeel ko namang 'abot-kamay' ko na sila (siguro kung lumipad ako). basta iba yung feeling. yun na ata yung pinakamasayang oras sa buhay ko (tama, more or less isang oras lang sila nagperform). sana maulit. at sa susunod, gagawin ko na ang laht.. as in lahat talaga makapunta lang sa front row.. as in front. yung tipong mahihila ko na sila pababa. kahit mamalimos ako (na ginawa ko na) o kaya magbenta ako ng stuff ko, gagawin ko para maging mas fulfilling yung next time, if meron.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;pero ang pinakagusto kong part ng concert ay yung last song.. sobrang powerful talaga ng famous last words. ginagawa nila yung kantang yun nung mga panahong lahat sila may hinaharap na hamon sa buhay, like si gerard way na-rehab, si mikey may mental disorder na parang iniisip niya wala siyang kayang gawin.. nakalimutan ko yung tawag. pero napanood ko 'to sa isang interview na talagang tinatangi ni gerard yung famous last words. although yung 'greatest track' nila, ika nga ni gerard, ay welcome to the black parade pa rin. alam niyo bang 3years in the making yung welcome to the black parade? isa daw yan sa mga pinakaunang sinimulan.. tapos sobrang daming revision, bawat musikero may kanya-kanyang parteng dinagdag. hanggang sa magng ganun siya kaganda. yung tipong maraming kanta sa isang kanta. hindi siya mukhang medley, pero aminin mo, ina talaga yung tunog nung mga 'parts' ng welcome to the black parade. dati talaga, siguro mga isang oras kung dire-diretso kong pakinggan yung welcome to the black parade (nakarepeat-one sa iPod). at hindi lang isang beses sa isang araw ko gawin yun. hindi pa ako fan nun nga mcr kasi that time, apat pa lang ang alam kong kanta nila (helena, ghost of you, famous last words at iyon). sabi ko nga, kung siguri super duper magaling ako maggitara, baka makaya kong kapain yung &lt;br /&gt;welcome to the black parade dahil sa sobrang kabisado ko siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos napansin ko, pagkatapos ko ng concert.. parang i crave for more my chemical romance. as in bumili ako ng posters, dapat bibili ako ng shirt kaso nagkaubusan. plano kong bumili nung comic book ni gerard way na umbrella academy (165 per episode, na third na). tapos kailangan ko makupleto yung orig records nila.. pati yung first album na kahit saan wala na akong makita. feeling ko pa i failedto prove my 'fan-ness' kasi wala man lang akong dalang banner or poster nung concert. kaya dapat 'galingan' ko next time. mag-iinvest na rin ako sa magandang digicam, or videocam, mas maganda.. para sulit sa remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko super haba na nito, tatlong oras ko nga ata itong ginawa eh. naisip ko lang na ilagay ito sa blog ko para in the future, kung sakaling may magustuhan akong bagong banda.. maikukumpara ko kung nalampasan na ba nila kung pagmamahal ko sa my chemical romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang. babay.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-1328977524826325439?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1328977524826325439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=1328977524826325439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1328977524826325439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1328977524826325439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/day-i-met-my-chemical-romance.html' title='the day i met my chemical romance..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2877847289198940959</id><published>2008-01-24T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:48:42.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngarag mode. :D</title><content type='html'>survivor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino ba naman kasi ang mag-aakala na makakasama yung str project namin sa mga finalist?! hello?!?! isa kayang malaking, malaking joke ang project na iyon.. wala nga akong maalalang kahit anong seryosong moment namin sa str.. at i'm proud to say na ang group namin ang parating pinakamasaya tuwing str period.. basta nagkukulitan lang kami, charge-block-boom o kaya iniinterview namin si vien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman kasi talaga namin ineexpect na masama kami dun.. kaya tuloy napaghahalatang tamad kami kasi kahit requirement siya sa lahat ay hindi kami gumawa ng powerpoint. ang moment na iyon ang pinakangarag moment ko sa buong buhay ko.. hindi dahil sa kinakabahan ako kundi dahil sa sobrang taranta at gulat. kamusta naman kasi kababalik pa lang boses ko nung mga panahong iyon, nung monday talaga super wala akong boses.. sabi nga ng mga tao para lang daw akong nagsi-screech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ayun na.. pinababa ko yung laptop ni bulet tapos nagsisigawan pa kami.. naiinis kami kay vien kasi winala/sinira niya yung usb nya na may laman ng halos lahat ng str files tapos naiinis siya kay bulet kasi dati pa niya pinipilit si bulet na magregister ng ;aptop niya para maka-wifi.. tapos parati kaming nauudlot gawin yun. wala kaming soft copy ng final paper.. so panic mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanggang sa tawagin na kami na kami sa harap. hindi ko maexplain ang feeling.. andyogi talaga. wala na akong matandaan sa mga pinagsasagot ko dun, basat ang alam ko ginawa ko lang yung makakaya ko. muntik na nga ako maubusan ng english eh. pero pramis, totoo lahat ng sinbai ko dun.. pati yung survivor na ipis. kamusta naman? at hindi ako/kami nagpapatawa.. pero grabe, sabi nung isang friend ko, yung mga taong nanonood daw nun ay naghihintay ng punchline! ano kayo nasa comedy bar? hindi ko maikakailang nakakatawa nga kami.. pero basata ang weird lang nung feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero syempre nagpapasalamat pa rin ako kasi once in a lifetime experience lang yun na gawing comedy gig ang isang oral defense presentation. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2877847289198940959?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2877847289198940959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2877847289198940959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2877847289198940959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2877847289198940959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/ngarag-mode-d.html' title='ngarag mode. :D'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2114569498475329231</id><published>2008-01-20T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T16:09:48.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oye.</title><content type='html'>oh yeah. haha. ang saya ko kasi candidate ako for intarmed. tagal ko nang hindi nagpopost. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;masaya rin ako kasi natapos na yung dorm party. di ko sukat akalain na magsasacrifice ako ng isang clas meeting para lang sa pagprepare ng party na yun.. ilang beses ko na ring sinabi sa sarili ko na ayaw ko nang ituloy.. pero tradisyon na eh. honestly, yun na ang pinakamasaya kong dorm party ever... kasi pinaghirapan ko yun. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2114569498475329231?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2114569498475329231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2114569498475329231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2114569498475329231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2114569498475329231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/oye.html' title='oye.'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2325263900256845599</id><published>2008-01-12T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T16:42:00.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember to breathe</title><content type='html'>hindi ko alam kung iyon ang title ng blog entry ko. siguro wala lang akong maisip.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;unang-una, naiinis ako kasi hindi ko makita yung upcat results. as in. tapos pinepressure pa ako ng mga magulang ko. grr. owel, hihintayin ko na lang na may magsabi sakin na nakapasa ako. hahaha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;pasado na ako sa la salle at ateneo pero sa up ko talaga gustong mag-aral.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2325263900256845599?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2325263900256845599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2325263900256845599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2325263900256845599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2325263900256845599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2008/01/remember-to-breathe.html' title='remember to breathe'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-1081945023482663214</id><published>2007-12-31T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:05:40.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yung survey galing kay desa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;Other people find you very interesting, but you are really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a good listener. They'll probably still love you if you learn to be yourself with them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times of trouble. You don't ever want to be unable to take care of yourself. Independence is important to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You like privacy very much because you enjoy spending time with your own thoughts. You like to disappear when you cannot find solutions to your own problems, but you would feel better if you learned to share your thoughts with a person you trust.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-1081945023482663214?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/1081945023482663214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=1081945023482663214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1081945023482663214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/1081945023482663214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/yung-survey-galing-kay-desa.html' title='yung survey galing kay desa'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2177865487376284977</id><published>2007-12-28T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:50:25.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who's coming?</title><content type='html'>hindi ako papayagan ng parents ko na pumunta sa mcr concert ng walang kasama. at wala pa akong kasama..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sino gustong sumama?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;hehe. di ko kayo lilibre ng ticket ah. ang mahal eh. sa slver nga lang ako, hindi ko kinaya yung gold. sabi nga ng nanay ko kalahating sako na daw ng bigas yung mabibili ko sa gagastusin ko sa mcr ticket. waah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;mamatay ako pag pinalampas ko 'to.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-2177865487376284977?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/2177865487376284977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=2177865487376284977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/2177865487376284977'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-7628205854403067709?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/7628205854403067709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=7628205854403067709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7628205854403067709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/7628205854403067709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/who-coming.html' title='who&amp;#39;s coming?'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=4708696334757936796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4708696334757936796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/4708696334757936796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2007/12/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-2539630646615246155</id><published>2007-01-22T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:16:55.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscing..</title><content type='html'>ewan. feeling ko ang evil ko na naman. pakiramdam ko wala akong ginagawang masama pero parang ang evil ko, labo noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahapon kasi habang wala akong ginagawa nasip kong magkalkal ng mga gamit ko sa bahay. tapos nakita ko yung backstabbing paper namin nung homeroom integration day... tapos naalala ko lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe. di ko sila masisisi kung bakit tinutukso nila akong iyakin "dati" (medyo tumigil na sila ngaun), kasi iyakin naman talaga ako. habang nagkukwento ako nung day na yun, kahit gaano ko pinipigilan yung luha ko, hindi ko magawa. may mga bagay kasi na alam mong hindi mo kayang ilabas pero yun ang dapat. sa palagay ko naman may katuturan yung pag-iyak ko dun, kahit paano naman siguro may natutunan sila sa akin noh. marami akong natutunan sa kanila. sobra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may isa kaming kaklase tapos hindi ko siya makalimutan kasi natakot ako sa kanya. sabi kasi sa "philosophy" niya, don't be too attached to your friends. basta ganun. may paikot-ng-computer-chair effect pa nung sinasabi niya yun. aaminin ko sobrang attached ako sa friends ko, as in. pag nagkaron ako ng kaibigan super pinapahalagahan ko talaga. sa dorm kasi, wala akong ibang pamilya kundi ang mga kaibigan ko. hindi ko maimagine ang sarili ko na walang kaibigan. nung narinig ko yung "philosophy" niya, inisip ko na baka ayaw niya sakin. alam niya naman ako, dakilang paranoid pagdating sa mga ganyan. bakit kaya niya nasabi yun? ewan ko rin. peo siguro meron siyang deep reason na sa kanya na lang dapat. may advantage din naman pag ganun, kunwari mag-away kayo ng friend mo (wag naman sana..) ay hindi ka gaanong masasaktan dahil hindi ka nga ganun ka attached sa kanya. sana dati pa lang nalaman ko na yun, kaya nga ako nag-iiiyak nung homeroom integ dahil hindi ko nakayanan ang ka-evilan na ginawa ng tinuring kong bestfriend ko dahil nga attached ako sa kanya. o, diba? may point xa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yung isang kaklase ko naman ay naatakot na baka dumating ang panahon na iiwan siya ng mga kaberks niya for a reason. basta ganun. pinipilit ko naman sabihin sa kanya na kahit anong oras ay welcome siya sa amin, di na niya kailangan baguhin ang sarili niya para makibagay. di naman namin sinabing kelangan nyang maging babaeng bakla para makasama samin or sumting. mas astig nga kung makikilala namin siya kung ano siya talaga. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aion, ilang buwan na rin ang nakakalipas mula na marinig ko yun mula sa kanila.. at ngayong patapos na yung 3rd year, masasabi kong marami nang nagbago. mali rin pala yung mga iniisip ko tungkol sa kanila noon. masasabi kong kulang talaga ang isang taon para makilala namin ang isa't isa pero sa loob ng maikling panahon na iyon, nag-enjoy ako. pramis. not one section can compare to potassium. waah. ayan, maiiyak na naman ako. ayoko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babay.&lt;div 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jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-116263536737528294</id><published>2006-11-04T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T18:16:07.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baboy ka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;status: malabo.. obvius ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;music playing: The warmth of the sand by Dashboard Confessionals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, malabo ako ngayon.. ilang oras na akong nag-iinternet pero wala pa rin akong ngagagwang matino...as in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano ba? ang labo ko. pagod na ako pero gutso magpost. nalulungkot ako, pota lang ata ang hindi sasali sa paskorus. waah. ayoko nito. parang ang selfish ko kasi gusto ko silang pilitin na magpaskorus pero alam ko namang wala akong mgagawa. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ewan. may nalaman na naman akong may crush sa kanya, kakatuwa yun noh? kasi may ka-share na ako ng kabaliwan. haha! :D owel, pero mas mahirap na makalimot kung ganon, pero masaya pa rin..waaah... ang baboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang pangit ng trend ng grades ko, pababa ng pababa. baboy. natatakot na ako sa parents ko, di pa ako umuuwi since Nov.1. hehe. pasaway. gusto ko ng ipod, bili nyo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling ko ang sama-sama ko na. napapnsin ko madalas yung mood swings ko tapos parang sobrang irrational ko mag-isip. all boils down to being selfish. i know it's not a good trait, kaya nga sinusubukan kong namang baguhin iyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naramdaman mo na ba yung feeling na may problema ka tapos alam mong ikaw lang ang pwedeng makatulong sa sarili mo.. ang hirap nun db? sinabi ng sa akin ni bulette baka daw akala ko lang walang makaktulong sa akin.... waah. di ko na alam gagawin ko. araw-araw tawa ako ng tawa, parang ang saya-saya ko, parang wala akong problema... joke lang pala yun lahat. magaling ako magjoke eh, lahat ng pinapakita ko joke...hindi totoo... ganun pakiramdam ko. malabo, seryoso pero ganun. una 'tong bibig kong walang preno, kung pwede ko lang 'tong palitan ng bibig na matino at hindi nakakasakit ng kapwa, matagal ko nang ginawa! baboy. grabe. baboy talaga. oo nga, walang taong perpekto... pero bakit sa dinami-dami ng pwedeng maging weakness bakit 'tong bibig na 'to pa ang bnigay. sa lahat ng "nadamage" nitong bibig na 'to, sori talaga. madalas kong sinsabi sa sarili ko, "ang bibig na 'to ang sisira ng bansang pilipinas...", and true enough, nagsisimula ma ang kinatatakutan ko. joke! ayoko na. baboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm. change topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala na akong maisip na topic. alam nyo yung band na "stereo fuse"? wala lang. astig un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-116263536737528294?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/116263536737528294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=116263536737528294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/116263536737528294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/116263536737528294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/11/baboy-ka.html' title='baboy ka!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-115548280770423627</id><published>2006-08-13T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T22:37:42.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yey!</title><content type='html'>i'm happy. haha. wala lang. these past few weeks ko talaga naappreciate ung section ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/a8b0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 20px 20px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/320/a8b0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to kevin. haha. astig ng ambigram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/6a2f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 20px 20px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/320/6a2f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o eto pa..pic from desa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owel, antagal ko na talagang hindi nag-uupdate. haha. unang kwento, nagkasakit ako. wala lang. nilagnat ako and chuva.. tapos aion, dahil perio hindi ako nakapagpahinga kaya nabinat ako this weekend. nagsimula ito nung tuesday, basta ramayana practice noon, tapos parang sumisingaw ng mainit ung mata ko at super tindi ng migraine ko kaya aion, nagluluha/umiiyak ako. kaya hanggang ngayon, inaasar pa rin akong, "o ano, iyak ka na naman?" hehe. di na ako iiyak. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aion, nag-aaral ako nang nakajacket, nakakumot at doble ang pants at shirt para lang pagpawisan ako kasi parang hindi umeepekto yung gamot. i had a hard time. tapos after perio, dapat papabloodtest daw ako, buti na lang nawala na yung lagnat ko kaya hindi na tinuloy. nung nagpacheck-up ako, inuubo pala ako ang all.. basta un daw cause ng lagnat ko tsaka sobrang stress. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakainis, ayoko pang umalis ng pisay. di pa naman ako makikick-out nagyong 1stqtr pero xempre kung bagsak ako ngayon, dapat kabahan na ako para sa 4thqtr. malay ko ba? napaparanoid na rin ako. akala ko lahat ng tao galit sa akin. waah. wala lang. wala naman palang galit sa akin. weird ko lang talaga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. RAMAYANA! parang dahil dito kaya ko naging ka-chummy ung mga pota peepz. wala lang. ung mga sunflower/choco chip moments namin. mga ganun. masunurin naman sila, minsan nga lang nasosobrahan sa kakulitan [katulad ko..]. hehe.  masaya naman ako sa pagiging direktor kahit uber nakakapagod siya. medyo malayo na ang naabot namin sa ramayana, chapter 11 na kami [i guess..] haha! levellings. nung isang araw nag-workshop kame, kasama ko si desa tapos puro boys na makukulit yung niworkshop namin. kakatuwa pala sila mag-act. kaya naman pala nila eh, nahihiya lang siguro sila kapag praktis.. nung workshop kasi nakapikit silang lahat. basta ganun. haha. asteeg talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumaan ang mga kalbaryong araw ng perio.. nung fri ng gabi, masaya na kaming nagkwentuhan sa dorm nina ada, bulette at kim tapos gumawa kami ng video ni elmo!!!! waah. ang astig din nun. kinabukasan may praktis kami sa bahay nila deo, mejo nakakhiya nga kasi ako yung director tapos ako pa yung late. pinakamaaga si robin tapos pinakalate si kevin. wala lang. naglakad kami hanggang kanto ng agham tapos sumakay kami ng jip. pagbaba namin ng jip, ang saya tumawid. haha. malayao nilakad namin hanggang basketball court na pinagpraktisan namin. maya-maya, nilabas ko na yung cookies ko.. naubos agad! hehe. nagiguilty ako ulet dahil imbis na ako ung manaway, ako pa nagpasimuno ng paglalaro... naglaro kami ng  "i wanna be a tutubi..na walang tinatagong bato...." basta ganun. tapos nagkiller-killer kami. ang saya talaga. magparaktis kame after lunch na. asteeg nung ginawa naming fight scene ni angel tapos nimodify nina jules. haha! basta asteeg. kaya ng ako masaya, kasi nakikita kong mganda yung kalalabasan ng ramayana namin. kahit paano naman lahat kami nagcocooperate tska may initiative. ung iba lang talaga uber pasaway. pero ayos lang, kasi ganun din naman ako minsan. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aion.. dapat ginagawa ko ngan ung fil perio na ipapasa ako... kaso tinatamad ako! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;levellings lang yan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-115548280770423627?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115548280770423627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=115548280770423627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/115548280770423627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/115548280770423627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/08/yey.html' title='yey!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-115298611641066188</id><published>2006-07-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T18:04:59.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyek..</title><content type='html'>woah. what a title! well. it's been a long time since my last meaningful entry. first i will post the lyrics of my latest favorite song. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer&lt;br /&gt;Itchyworms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong magpakalasing&lt;br /&gt;Dahil wala ka na&lt;br /&gt;Nakatingin sa salamin&lt;br /&gt;At nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;Nakatanim pa rin &lt;br /&gt;Ang gumamelang&lt;br /&gt;Binigay mo sa`kin nang tayo`y maghiwalay&lt;br /&gt;Ito`y katulad&lt;br /&gt;Ng damdamin ko:&lt;br /&gt;Kahit buhusan mo ng beer ayaw pang mamatay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giliw, wag mo sanang limutin&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga araw na hindi sana maglaho&lt;br /&gt;Mga anak at bahay nating pinaplano&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng ito`y nawala&lt;br /&gt;Nung iniwan mo ako kaya ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibuhos na ang beer&lt;br /&gt;Sa aking lalamunan&lt;br /&gt;Upang malunod na ang&lt;br /&gt;Puso kong nahihirapan&lt;br /&gt;Bawat patak anong sarap&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba talagang mas gusto ko,&lt;br /&gt;Ang beer na ito &lt;br /&gt;O ang pag-ibig mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong magpakasabog&lt;br /&gt;Dahil wala ka na&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ano hihithitin&lt;br /&gt;Kahit tambutso&lt;br /&gt;Kukuha ako ng &lt;br /&gt;Beer at ipapakulo&lt;br /&gt;Sa kaldero't lalanghapin&lt;br /&gt;Ang usok nito&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ay aking gagawin&lt;br /&gt;Upang hindi ko na isiping&lt;br /&gt;Nag-iisa na ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. hindi xa applicable sa akin pero ang astig nung song kasi sa simula, parang mejo light lang xa, tpos pagdating sa chorus sobrang astig! as in! mas gusto ko na pala yung itchyworms kesa mojofly. tapos naadik rin ako sa pupil, astig nung panaginip. hehe. ito sila o: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/320/band.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waah. so ito na ang mahabang-mahabang entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after nung last meaningful entry ko, wala namang maxadong nagyari. uhm, nagkaron ng orientation for BBSC. tapos xempre ung enrolment. aligaga talaga ako para sa anrolment kasi gusto ko nang malaman kung kaklase ko ba yung mga gusto kong makasama at o baka minalasa ko dahil kaklase ko yung mga ayaw kong makasama. masaya naman ako sa naging section ko, potassium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BBSC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una, ung maSKara ay nagperform para sa FOP. xempre kelangan namin magpraktis tapos ginawa namin un saturday b4 the FOP. super umuulan na nung pauwi ako, una sumakay ako ng pedicab tapos bumalik ako sa pisay dahil sobrang lakas ng ulan. hinitay ko tumila ung ulan, nandun ako sa may guard house, kasama kong sumisilong yung mga caf people. papauwi na din sila. nung mejo tumila na, sumakay ulit ako ng pedicab tapos nung malayo-layo na ako, biglang bumugs yung ulan.. ayun! basang-basa ako. naghihintay ako ng matinong masasakyan tapos may dumaan na isang pedicab sa kabilang panig ng kalsada, edi itinawid ako nung driver tapos sumakay ako dun sa pedicab.. hulaan myo kung sino nakasakay dun? fave teacher ko.. si mam sanchez! grabe, masasabi kong bayani xa talaga.. as in ayaw niya akong mabasa ng ulan tapos inihantid muna niya ako sa sakayan ko pauwi bago siya umuwi sa bahay nila. sobrang astig niya, hindi lang siya nagtuturo ng kabayanihan, pagtulong sa kapwa.. pinapakita rin niya. isa xa sa mga pinakaastig na teachers na nakilala ko. istrikto pero nasa lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos nung practice ng play, xempre performance na.. pero bago yun, simulan muna natin sa pagiging BBSC.. uhm.. astig.. pramis. well, nagutuhan ko yung section ko kasi ngayon close na kami nung iba pero yung iba ni hindi ko pa memorize mga pangalan. nakakatuwa silang tignan tapos naalal ko yung mga times na 1st year pa lang ako. wala maxadong inaalala tapos aun.. ngayon andaming nang kelangan gawin. hindi sila nagsaslita so xempre, to the highest level ang daldal ko para mafeel nilang at home sila dito sa pisay. nagshare ako ng experiences tapos binalaan ko rin sila about some stuff. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start of 3rd year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;levellings! waah. unang araw ng pasukan meron agad akong mga kaibigan, kasundo ko agad yung mga roomates ko pati yung mga dati kong friends na K din.. tska yug mga adelfa-K at emerald-K.. [i think, kasundo ko sila...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi lang pala sa akin maraming nagbago.. pati sa inyo din. sobrang nakakapanibago yung pagalis ng 06 [malaking part ng buhay ko ang o6 especially si *ano*.. haha!].... bagong classmates.. walang lovelife/crush.. nakakalula yung dami ng req'ts namin. as in woah! di xa kasing dami nang sa 2nd year pero kahit triplehin mo yung hirap ng mga ginawa noon, mas mahirap pa rin ung mga pinapagawa ngayon.. [gaya ng str.. na hindi ko pa tapos.. pero nagbablog na ako]... mukang magkakasundo naman ang K.. ung mga boys nga sobrang bonded na.. bumuo na sila ng boyband.. [garabe yung mga kinakanta nila.. super nakaka-LSS.. yung tipong di ko mamamalayan kinakanta ko na pala. sa tingin ko, kasundo ko naman lahat.. magkaphobia na kasi ako sa mga way-away eklat mua nung 2nd year kaya as much as possible nagpapakatino na ako. gusto ko na talaga yung section ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teachers were ok. wala pa naman akong talaga gusto sa kanila maliban kay sir G. astig xa! hehe. hindi ko alam kung bakit ako natutuwa sa kanya gayong bagsakin ako sa chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt tym nalan ulet.. antok na ako eh. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-115298611641066188?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/115298611641066188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=115298611641066188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/115298611641066188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/115298611641066188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/07/nyek.html' title='nyek..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-114623982521772564</id><published>2006-04-28T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T23:57:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So.. long time no entry talaga.. sige.. now i will post what i did.. and it is not in chronological order.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngapala, pumunta ako sa former school ko.. umattend ako ng graduation ng kapatid ko.. ansaya1 kasama xa sa top 10 ng batch nila composed of 530 students.. oha! oha! mana sa ate.. joke.. ang saya pagmasdan nung mga bata na masaya at the same time challenged kasi natpos na nila yung elemntary life nila..iniisip ko nung mga panahong iyon, may hawak akong index cards kung saan nakasulat yung speech ko bilang valedictorian..ung moment na iyon sinabi ko sa sarili ko, "ito na ang simula ng pagtupad ko sa mga pangarap ko..".. nakita ko rin yung mga former teachers ko tapos halos lahat sila yumakap sa akin..masaya ako kasi hindi nila ako nakalimutan.. sila rin ay hindi ko makakalimutan.. parati akong may balita tungkol sa kanila kasi teacher sa school na iyon ung mom ko.. [may time pa ng na naging teacher ko yung nanay ko!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaga nag-start ang vacation ko.. march 21 pa lang ay tapos ko na yung clearance ko.. nasa bahay lang naman, kumakain..natutulog..nagpapaka-baby sitter at yaya..naglilinis ng bahay minsan..nagsusulat ng tula at nag-gigitara. ang boring ng buhay ko noon.. as in sobra. may mga times na dadalawin kami sa bahay ng mga relatives namin tapos magdadala ng fuood and next time kami naman ang magdadala ng pagkain sa bahay nila.. [4 silang magkakapatid na nakatira sa bulacan lahat].. kaya ganun na lang ako ka-close sa mga pinsan ko kasi parang magkakapatid. pareho kami ng middle name at last name kasi magkapatid ang parents namin [dad nila at dad ko, mom nila at mom ko magkapatid]..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. card giving.. pero hanggang ngayon hindi pa rin nakikita ng parents ko yung card ko.. haha! mahabang kwento.. kami lang ni janella ata ang nakakaalam.. so nag-"outing" kaming 4 [jasper, edineille, janella and me].. pumunta kami ng SM north.. nung una plano namin lakarin hanggang dun pero nung nakalampas 100 steps na kami mula sa gate ng pisay, may humintong tricycle at sumakay na kami.. nanood kami ng moments of love.. kumain sa food court at nag window shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating ng holy week..dun na nagsimula yung todong pagninilay-nilay ko.. di ba? minsan lang sa isang taong magkaron ng week na para talaga kay God at kay Jesus..so dapat sulitin natin yun.. "mejo" nag-fasting din ako kaso may mga times na hindi ko talaga mapigil kumain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May mga sunod-sunod na gabi na ang weird ng pakiramdam ko..parang may masamang mangyayari..tinitxt ko na mga tao kasi hindi ko alam gagawin ko..pinagpapawisan ako ng malamig tapos hindi ako mapakali. ang hirap.. hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam kung bakit ko naramdaman yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon.. mas kilala ko na ang sarili ko.. mas alam ko ng yung mga bagay na ginagawa ko, gusto kong gawin, dapat kong gawin at pati yung mga bagay na nagawa ko. mas naging bukas ako sa mga pagkakamali ko. masyado ko kasing pinahalagahan yung sarili nung 2nd year kaya naging miserable yung buhay ko. tama sila, hindi nga ako marunong magpahalaga ng kaibigan.. ngayon, halos araw-araw gusto kong makausap sa mga kaibigan ko..iparamdam sa kanila kung gaano ako kaswerte dahil nakilala ko sila. kahit kailan ay hindi ko pa naramdaman ang ganito..na para bang pinanganak ako ulit. nandito na ang bagong ako. siguro para sa inyo mahirap paniwalaan na nagbago na ako, hindi ko rin maipapangako na magugustuhan niyo yon pero ung joy na nakukuha ko sa sarili ko, iba eh. sana matanggap ako ng mga taong makaksalamuha ko. hindi naman kasi mahalaga sa akin na magustuhan nila ako, ang sa akin lang ay irespeto nila kung ano ako gaya ng respetong ibinibigay ko sa kanila. mahirap kasi yung sitwasyon na kahit kailangan niyong makibagay, hindi niyo mo magawa dahil iniisip mong ikaw yung tama... xa naman iniisip niyang siya yung tama.. [gets?!] ganito lang yan eh..hindi mo kayang baghin yung sarili mo sa sarili mo lang [ok ang gulo nun ah!] i mean kailangan mo ng tulong from the people around you..pero dapat nakasentro pa rin sa sarili..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una, kilalanin mo kung sino ka talaga.. mahirap magkamali na akala dahil sa nabulag ka na ng kung anong idinidikta ng lipunan.. eh ano naman ngayon kung naiiba ka?! hindi naman yun masama.. dapat lang ginagamit ko ung "diversity" na ginawa ni God sa tamang paraan.. example.. isang maputi at isang maitim.. yung maputi may tendency na kutyain ung maitim dahil sa lipunan, mas mganda sa paniningin yung maputi.. kapag nakilala mo na kung sino ka.. simulan mo na ang pag-evaluate ika nga..sa akin, tinignan ko kung ano yung mga tama at maling nagawa ko.. bakit ko nagawa ang mga iyon.. at ano ang magagwa ko para maibsan yung sakit na naidulot ko sa aking sarili at sa mga taong nakapaligid sa akin. ang kailangan ay magpakatotoo hindi magpakaperpekto.. hindi madali gawin lahat ng ito.. sa aking karanasan, hindi madali ang magbago.. pero mas madali magbago mula sa mga pagkakamali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kunwari naglililok ka sa kandila.. di ba mejo mahirap yon? madalas kang nagkakamali.. maraming nasasayang na bahagi nung kandila.. nahuhulog lang sa sahig.. yung mga tira-tirang iyon.. pwede mong tunawin at moldehin ulit para maging bago at mas magandang kandila.. mejo bano ung analogy pero kahit pano related.. mold yourself into a new you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simula ngayon titinuan ko na yung blog ko.. para may mapulot naman na maganda yung mga magbabasa nito.. idol ko yung blog nung mga ibang tao kasi wala lang.. ang astig nila.. makabuluhan.. example yung blog ni ate shayne..ung blog ni Gian..ung blog ni Sir Martin..basta yung mga tipong ganun.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baboosh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-114623982521772564?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114623982521772564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=114623982521772564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114623982521772564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114623982521772564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/04/so.html' title=''/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-114379246028877093</id><published>2006-03-31T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T14:21:42.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog quizzes.. crap!</title><content type='html'>What does my birthdate mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(230, 230, 250);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to find yourself lucky - both in business and in life.&lt;br /&gt;And while being wealthy is nice, you enjoy sharing your abundance with others.&lt;br /&gt;You put your luck to good use: you are very ambitious and goal oriented.&lt;br /&gt;Often times, you get over excited and take on more than you can manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your ability to make your own luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Thinking you can do it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Bronze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Half Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: August&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maroon 5 Shares Your Taste in Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/maroon-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;offerid=78941.462765444&amp;amp;type=10&amp;subid="&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See their whole playlist here (iTunes required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichmusiciansharesyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;Which Musician (or Group) Shares Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Marriage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/marriage.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough to know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;And that's marriage - with the right person.&lt;br /&gt;You're serious about settling down some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you haven't met the person you want to get hitched to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(152, 251, 152);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cafbca"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?&lt;br /&gt;But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/"&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(255, 248, 194);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Love Life Secrets Are&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffce3"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back on your life, you will only have one true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been deeply wounded in the past, and you're still recovering from that hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You expect a lot from your lover - you want the full package. You tend to be very picky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fights, you are able to walk away and calm down. You are able to weather the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting over a break-up doesn't take long. Easy come, easy go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourlovelifesecretsrevealedquiz/"&gt;Your Love Life Secrets, Revealed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(221, 221, 221);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;People Envy Your Energy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/energy.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the drive and determination to keep your life in order, and you are on track to be a huge success.&lt;br /&gt;People tend to envy all you've got in life, but they don't understand the work that goes behind it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeopleenvyaboutyouquiz/"&gt;What Do People Envy About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(191, 233, 255);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Factor Personality Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#def4ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/personality.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extroversion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium extroversion.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences.&lt;br /&gt;But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conscientiousness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have high conscientiousness.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life.&lt;br /&gt;Most things in your life are organized and planned well.&lt;br /&gt;But you borderline on being a total perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agreeableness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium agreeableness.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally a friendly and trusting person.&lt;br /&gt;But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism.&lt;br /&gt;You get along well with others, as long as they play fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neuroticism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have medium neuroticism.&lt;br /&gt;You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic.&lt;br /&gt;Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy.&lt;br /&gt;Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Openness to experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your openness to new experiences is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You are generally broad minded when it come to new things.&lt;br /&gt;But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it.&lt;br /&gt;You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivefactorpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Five Factor Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 233, 233);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren't.&lt;br /&gt;Each time you fall in love, it's like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(185, 211, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#c6e2ff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seem to be straight forward, but you keep a lot inside.&lt;br /&gt;You're laid back and chill, but sometimes you care too much about what others think.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to dream big, but you worry that your dreams aren't attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/"&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so that is what i've been busy about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-114379246028877093?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114379246028877093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=114379246028877093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114379246028877093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114379246028877093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-quizzes-crap.html' title='blog quizzes.. crap!'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-114382047583505853</id><published>2006-03-31T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T22:51:21.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year-End post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/adelfa01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/400/adelfa01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/adelfa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/400/adelfa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;The End Has Only Begun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;We walk in your footsteps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Though i've had my ups and downs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And i'll stand in the silence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Until i figure it out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;One might fall and the other will stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And one might give where the other won't bend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;The night is bright as the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm never gonna know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never gonna look back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never gonna know where we would have ended up at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;The end has only begun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;So stop counting the hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Live out in the world&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cause i've been chasing the answers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And they don't want to be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;One might fall and the other will stand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And one might give where the other won't bend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;The night is as bright as the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm never gonna know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never gonna look back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never gonna know where we would have ended up at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;The end has only begun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tonight feels like a million miles away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And these times just won't change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Life just stays the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'd give anything to see the light of day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Cause i've been too far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;To hear you whispering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;They say one might fall and the other will stand&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;And one might give where the other won't bend&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The night is as bright as the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'm never gonna know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never gonna look back&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Never gonna know where we would have ended up at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;The end has only begun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tonight feels like a million miles away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And these times just won't change &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;Life just stays the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I'd give anything to see the light of day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;What you do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;No one can decide it's up to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;And who you are is what you choose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;These times when the world falls apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Make us who we are&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;tagalog post daw! english nga ung song eh! hinanap ko talaga ang lyrics ng kantang iyan para ilagay sa entry na ito, ito ang magsisilbing "school year-end post" sa blog ko.. pipilitin kong tinuan ang mga ilalagay ko rito..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;ngayon, maraming bagay ang naituro sa akin ng karanasan, maraming mga pangyayaring tumatak sa aking isipan..ang mga tatak na ito ang nagbibigay sa akin ng kasiguraduhan na sa kung sakaling iwanan ko ang mundong ito ay may iiwan akong mahalagang mga alaala kasama ang mga taong naging bahagi ng aking buhay. nagtapos na nga ang isang yugto sa aking buhay, isa sa mga yugtong minsan ay ninais kong kalimutan ngunit ngayon ay hindi mapigilang balik-balikan. sa bawat letrang nasasaad dito ay may kaakibat na galak at pasasalamat sa lahat ng mga taong nagbigay kulay sa aking "2nd year life" pero bago ang lahat, hayaan niyong ibahagi ko ang natatandaan ko mula sa importanteng yugtong ito..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;takot, yan ang bumalot sa akin..pagkatapos kong marinig ang kwento ng ilan na mahirap daw ang 2nd year..sa awa ng Diyos, nakayanan ko namang tapusin ito ng may ngiti sa mukha. &lt;span&gt;bawat paghihirap, kaginhawaan, problema, biyaya, pagkakaibigan, pagkakalayo, pag-ibig, pagkabigo, paglugmok at tagumpay ay iniiaalay sa dakilang Diyos na siyang nagbigay sa akin ng walang sawang pagpapatawad. &lt;/span&gt;ang mga pangyayaring ito ang bumuo sa buhay ko ngaun 2nd year.. dito ko naranasan na/ang..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- una kong ave na umabot ng 1.7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- kausapin ang stuff toy dahil sa sobrang dami ng problema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- huwag kumain sa loob ng isang araw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mawalan ng bestfriend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- magawan ng AHA [Anti-Honey Association]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maramdamang itakwil ng sariling section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maging warfreak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maging evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maadik sa salitang Levelling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maging bahagi ng "Sanggre Sisterhood at Mughoolau Dynasty"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- masabihan na isang social climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- magwalk out sa bawat araw ng isang buong linggo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- makipagpatintero sa mga kaklase ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mag-dissect ng hito na hindi tinulungan ng groupmates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- unang "true love".. 2tpik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mabansagan pedophile dahil sa pagkaron ng crush sa 09..[dati na po yun!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- tumangkad ng 1.75" from 1styr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- bumigat ng 15lbs from 1styr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- lumaki ng super ang eyebags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- tawagin ng "aiza" sa hrap ng maraming tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- makipagkaibigan sa mga lalaki kong kaklase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maging loner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maging Katok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- magperform sa harap ng madaming tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- magpapansin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- ipunin lahat ng test papers and handouts mula sa buong taon.. wala akong itinapon kahit bagsak-bagsak ung mga exams ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- maadik sa ym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- ibackstab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mag-unli ng sunod-sunod na araw sa loob ng 1 linggo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mag-blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mangulit sa mga tao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- matulog ng 3hours a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- matawag na "ate honey" ng lower batch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- magkaron ng madaming kaibigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- mawalan ng madaming kaibigan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- umiyak ng todo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;- magsayang ng oras sa listahang ito..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;lahat ng iyan ipinagpapasalamat ko. wala na akong mahihiling pa kundi ang kapayapaan ng isipan sa lahat ng tao. napakagulo kasi ng mundo ngaun at kung idadagdag ko pa ang gulo ng mundo ko, baka umapaw na.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;salamat sa lahat ng mga kaibigan ko na hindi nawala sa tabi ko. salamat sa pag-intindi sa isang malabong tao tulad ko. sana tumagal pa yung mga friendship natin.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;ang nagkaroon ng pinakamalaking parte sa buhay ko ngaung taon ay ang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ADELFA..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;sana mabasa ninyo ang entry na ito.. para sa inyo ito.. mahal na mahal ko ang adelfa, sana kung gaano ko tio kamahal ay ganoon niyo rin ito pahalagahan..lahat ng mga pinagsamahan natin..baka nabasa niyo na ito dun sa dedix notebook ko pero uulitin ko lang ung ibang parts na natatandaan ko..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;span&gt;dear adelfa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;salamat sa lahat ng mga leksiyong itinuro niyo sa akin..sa lahat ng bolpen na ipinahiram,sa lahat ng pisong inilimos at sa lahat ng payo na binigay ninyo. salamat sa pang-unawa, pag-alala at pag-intindi. salamat sa pagbibigay ng suporta sa mga ginagawa ko. salamat dahil tinanggap niyo ako bilang ako. kahit na alam kong maraming naiinis sa akin, hindi niyo hinayaan na maging hadlang yung inis na iyon sa tagumpay natin bilang isang klase. napakagaling talaga ng adelfa..huli man daw eh humihirit pa! kahit kailan ay hindi ko hinangad na mapunta sa ibang section. salamat sa lahat ng naging grupmates ko sa mga groupworks na nagpasiyensya sa akin. basta sa inyong lahat.. salamat. talagang hindi ko kayo makakalimutan at sana ay wag niyo rin akong kalimutan. [bigyan niyo namn ako ng testim oh!]&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;patawad sa lahat ng pagiging makasarili, papansin, makulit, manhid, "self-centered", "obsessed", "insensitive" at epal. soru po talaga. patuloy akong humihingi ng tawad sa mga kaaway ko, hindi ako galit sa inyo. matagal ko ng natanggap na bakia hindi na tayo maging agkaibigan ulit pero kahit paano ay naibsan ang poot na dinala ko sa aking damdamin sa loob ng mahabang panahon. buti na lang at pinatawad na ako ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19688121&amp;postID=114276259161123159"&gt;&lt;span&gt;jasper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; kasi bago ko isulat ang entry na ito ay nabunutan ako ng isang tinik sa dibdib. nagkabati na rin kami sa wakas..&lt;span&gt;gaano man kasama ang mga pangyayari ay pipilitin kong kalimutan iyon para sa kapakanan ng isang bagong simula&lt;/span&gt;. sana patawarin niyo na ako. hihintayin ko iyon.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;xempre, makakalimutan ko ba naman ang napakagaling naming adviser.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://withoutwax.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sir Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;. Inggit nga ung ibang sections kasi adelfa ang advisory class mo sir. Salamay po sa lahat ng advice binigay ninyo..sa lahat po ng pagkakataon na ibinigay niyo sa adelfa para bumangon ulit. sori po na na-fail namin kau dati. basta no one can compare ti Sir Martz! iba po kau eh..talagang iniintindi niyo kami kahit ilang beses na kami nagbalewala. Tnx Daddy Martin!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;talagang nag-enjoy ako sa adelfa. super. dito nalalabas ko yung kalaliman ko..pati yung pagiging korni ko. binago niyo talaga ko, siguro ng na-overwhelm ako sa pagtanggap niyo at hindi ko napansin na unti-unti na pala kayong nalalayo sa akin dahil sa mga ginagawa ko. sana manatili ung closeness!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;labas tau sa card gving.. reunion ba?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;hehe..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;God Bless adelfa..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;____honey jane_____&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;so aion ang year-end post ko.. este end ng sy2005-2006..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;basta.. sundin niyo ung nasa song..&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;haha!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;baboosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="kumanta.com-banner"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-114382047583505853?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114382047583505853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=114382047583505853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114382047583505853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114382047583505853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/03/year-end-post.html' title='Year-End post'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21002475.post-114370372704632170</id><published>2006-03-30T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T14:38:43.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A Thousand Miles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanesse Carlton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;Walking fast&lt;br /&gt;Faces passed&lt;br /&gt;And i´m home bound&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;Just making my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my way&lt;br /&gt;Through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;And i need you&lt;br /&gt;And i miss you&lt;br /&gt;And now i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;Coz you know i´d walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If i could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It´s always times like these&lt;br /&gt;When i think of you&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder&lt;br /&gt;If you ever&lt;br /&gt;Think of me&lt;br /&gt;Coz everything´s so wrong&lt;br /&gt;And i don´t belong&lt;br /&gt;Living in your&lt;br /&gt;Precious memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;´cause i need you&lt;br /&gt;And i miss you&lt;br /&gt;And now i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;If i could fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass me by&lt;br /&gt;´cause you know i´d walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If i could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i, i&lt;br /&gt;Don´t want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;I, i&lt;br /&gt;Drown in your memory&lt;br /&gt;I, i&lt;br /&gt;Don´t want to let this go&lt;br /&gt;I, i&lt;br /&gt;Don´t....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making my way downtown&lt;br /&gt;Walking fast&lt;br /&gt;Faces passed&lt;br /&gt;And i´m home bound&lt;br /&gt;Staring blankly ahead&lt;br /&gt;Just making my way&lt;br /&gt;Making my way&lt;br /&gt;Through the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i still need you&lt;br /&gt;And i still miss you&lt;br /&gt;And now i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i could fall&lt;br /&gt;Into the sky&lt;br /&gt;Do you think time&lt;br /&gt;Would pass us by&lt;br /&gt;´cause you know i´d walk&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;If i could&lt;br /&gt;Just see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;If i could fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Into the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Do you think time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Would pass me by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;´cause you know i´d walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;A thousand miles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;If i could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Just see you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;If i could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Just hold you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. this song means a lot to me. i really miss adelfa. i don't know why but i just can help but cry when i think about all the memories that we had together. all of the memories..including the tears that made me realize who i really am. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;i have never felt this kind of acceptance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will really treasure the moments that took my breath away, the moments that i shared with you guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21002475-114370372704632170?l=purletpunk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/feeds/114370372704632170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21002475&amp;postID=114370372704632170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114370372704632170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21002475/posts/default/114370372704632170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://purletpunk.blogspot.com/2006/03/teehee.html' title='teehee..'/><author><name>honey jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660691421588570825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3590/1805/1600/fly.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
