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    <title>Im SoRRy</title>
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      <title>this is what happens when you try to make a quilt out of life. gnarly.</title>
      <link>http://singelhabangbuhay.blogdrive.com/archive/230.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 11:29:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>i snoop. 
i poke my nose into stuff i shudnt be involving myself with. id like to believe i would have become a good private investigator, sans my size of course id be pretty good at going incognito, if i had chosen to be one. i would have charged ppol who wanted me to spy on their cheating husbands or wives exorbitant fees. hahaha... 
cheats. hate them.
my boss told me that for IT ppol, if you are assigned on shore to a project to another country which is not located in the same continent with the country you came from (e.g. Philippines is in Asia and the US is in North America), it is... (more)</description>
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      <title>ode to empty</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 11:42:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>wondering...
missing....
worried...
a bit indifferent...
wanting to talk...
no one to talk to...
just talk...
and talk some more...
can't be found...
left without a trace...
no goodbye...
space...
empty, limitless space...
not one bit of idea...
it was all so sudden...
without any warning...
no nothing...
no you...</description>
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      <title>get a grip (a fictional letter to someone who is on the lindsay-lohan-freeway speeding at 250mph --- do we still need to know what happens next?) </title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 00:30:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>7:31 AM
Hi...
I waited for you yesterday but you weren't there. i thot a meteor had hit you and basically annihilated everything standing within a 5-mile radius of your house. so i sent you a letter telling you to have some decency by at least telling me  you weren't going to make it due to some unforseen cataclysmic event that would put the dinosaur extinction thing to shame... 
lo and behold... you are indeed, alive. if i didn't know who you were, i would have quickly surmised you had the cockroach gene in you. don't you just hate them? especially the ones that fly? i digresss.... (more)</description>
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      <title>my mornings have become a lot more meaningful the day you came into my life.</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 08:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>a posting i made on my Ria's friendster account when we hit 10 months. we celebrated our first year of being together last April 03. just thot i'd share the posting i made for her.
 
im unintelligible sometimes. i get hard to understand. 
im sarcastic often. i make snide remarks at the smallest things that irritate me.
sometimes, i get complacent. i come across as someone who doesn't give a shit anymore. Like I start to not care at all.
most often than not, I make a big deal about little things that you say or do. I neglect saying sorry if I make u mad.
i've never put enough effort to... (more)</description>
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      <title>a pair of feet, some white sugary sand... and a whole lot of walking.</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 18 Mar 2008 11:07:04 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>it's nice to retrace the footsteps that we've made once in a while. it gives us a sense of journey, a sense of movement, a sense of maturity. footprints are made to be slowly erased by time. at the moment they are created, they get imprinted in our souls. take for example if life dealt you a lousy hand at love. at the moment the hurt is felt, you wallow in it. you embrace the pain and the sadness. but as days move past, and you unknowingly move further and further away, the sadness ebbs. you grow a lil number each ticking moment. before you know it, what was once excruciatingly painful before... (more)</description>
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      <title>redux</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 23:50:43 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
(a posting i made eons ago... just thot id share it again and give it a fresh perspective.)
 
 
&quot;i believe what wasnt meant to be, wasnt meant for now&quot;


i believe in having one greatest love in one lifetime. but finding that one greatest love doesnt always guarantee us a happy ending.

my mom's very first boyfrend was my dad. they eloped when she was 21 i think, right after she got done with college. she's never had a boyfrend right before my dad. my dad, on the other hand, i believe has had a few before he found my mom. but when he did find my mom, i guess he just knew she was the... (more)</description>
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      <title>too much sexy time can make u forget about the other stuff that matter hahahahaha... im alive!</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2008 09:05:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>u have to excuse the lay-off. i know. its been so long. describing it as such is probly a huge understatement. there's been a lot happening with my life lately. and sensing that jaja is about to send me a frying pan to hit me in the face via fed-ex, i have decided to come out of my hibernation and put in a few thots over the next 5 minutes or so.

first off, i got a new job. big multinational consulting firm. started a right at the beginning of the new year. 

next up, well, perks of the job. if i last a full year with the present employer, i automatically become a landed resource of our... (more)</description>
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      <title>my tito boy's best advice to couples planning to get married... &quot;there is no need to yell at each other unless there is a fire&quot;. amen.</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 06:39:50 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
       between the time i last made my posting and this one, my car got broken in. in the event, i lost the laptop that was issued to me by the company worth... errrr.. not much. its book value was around PHP64K. the general manager was kind enuf to shoulder around PHP14K... thereby leaving me with a total payable of (drumroll).... PHP50K... amazing.

right after my car got broken into, i felt i was basically violated on a few respects. for one, my car is like my comfort  zone. i loathe the time i spend driving it. to put it more bluntly, i felt raped in my own piece of heaven. anyway, this... (more)</description>
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      <title>i matter... because there's this one girl who says she wants to spend the rest of her life with me. so no matter what others say about me, despite my flaws, despite my imperfections, despite my bruises... i matter. </title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2007 10:55:42 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
          

pretty standard i guess. the usual messengers. i got YM. i got AIM. i got MSN. i used to have camfrog because i was a camwhore in my past life. theres this iVisit software which effin makes my laptop crawl to a standstill. my limewire which i usually use to download songs and porn illegally. my itunes. a couple of office documents i downloaded on my desktop because i didnt have time to create a folder inside my directory. firefox. IE. my stuffs folder which doesnt  look like a folder because i changed the icon to some peace sign icon i got off the net. 

my desktop wallpaper? a... (more)</description>
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      <title>there's only one definition of love that i subscribe to in life... and its my definition.</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 07:42:27 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 i received an email from a good friend of mine. it attempts to uncomplicate love and all its trappings. im really not an expert in any of these, most especially when its all about the big L word... but being a habitual word vomitter (word vomitter comes after the phrase word vomit which came from one of Lindsay Lohan's dumb movies, which in turn would make you all realize and go aghast asking the very same question: &quot;WTF? YOU WATCH HER MOVIES?!?!?&quot;) that i am, i needed to take a shot.

so here goes.

i'm thinking love is subjective. or if we attempt to define it in simpler form, love is... (more)</description>
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