<?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-11822891</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:22:46.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*_*_il y a du soleil_*_*</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;center&gt; *dig in!* &lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-112445863141812089</id><published>2005-08-19T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:37:11.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IV-2 First year anniversary!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ATTENTION!!! ALL YEAR IV-2 (2004-2005) STUDENTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;one year na tayo sa august 27!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup... time flies, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; pwede ba namang hindi tayo magpaparty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHEMPRE HINDI!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mark your calendars!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;august 27, 2005, saturday, 6pm onwards (venue to be confirmed)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IV-2 will reunite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ihanda nyo na ang mga AA uniform nyo! make sure naplantsa ung mga blouse at skirt nyo... it's time to relive our crazy highschool days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be expecting you all there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please reply asap... txt me (09209520687/09224022510) or call me sa bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BALIK HAYSKUL na to!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect attendance is required! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u all guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-112445863141812089?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/112445863141812089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=112445863141812089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/112445863141812089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/112445863141812089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/08/iv-2-first-year-anniversary.html' title='IV-2 First year anniversary!!!!'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-112169390106481759</id><published>2005-07-18T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:47:39.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>schoolwork... schoolwork.. and a whole load of schoolwork...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;before i say anything else, let me just express my sincerest apologies for not having updated this blog for almost forever.. hehehehe! that's how busy i've been! hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i owe you guys the juiciest details about my stay in bangkok.. but my mind is seriously clogged by an overflow of tagalog words *thanks to our filipino paper...* that i cant seem to squeeze out the events from my memory.. and so.. that wud have to happen some other time.. hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now... geez... my blockmates and i are trying to absorb every word written in the english-tagalog dictionary, hoping it would help us interpret this seemingly unfathomable poem.. thanks to the man (or woman) who invented yahoo messenger.. group studying has never been easier! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college life has been very demanding and it has taken up more than half of my time.. im kinda scared i'd be losing my social life soon *oh god, please, dont* ;p that's the thing that most ME students (or well, even the ex-MEs) give us as warning.. that once the year starts, u'll be stuck glued to ur books, trying to digest everything from pages 1 to 500 just to prepare urself for the quiz the next day.. or the horrible math long tests that u really have to study for if u want to stay in ME for another day... and getting a terror teacher really DOES NOT help.. *sigh* but oh well,, thanks to my very energetic and supportive blockmates, college has been nothing but FUN! oh yes, a whole looooaaaad of never-ending fun. it's like we've known each other for ages that we've memorized every detail on each other's faces, we know each other's deepest darkest secrets, and we know how many _____ we've _____... (haha.. no im exaggerating!) but u get the picture right? and really... LUCKY does not even come close to how i feel.. *thanks guys...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my blockmates who are reading this right now,, u owe me some chocs! hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. enough about all those cheesy stuff.. i hafta get back to work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's pray it doesnt take me another two months to be able to write..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="left" speed="10"&gt;~huwwwoooow! i feel gooood... tanannanananananan... so goood! ... so gooood!~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-112169390106481759?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/112169390106481759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=112169390106481759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/112169390106481759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/112169390106481759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/07/schoolwork-schoolwork-and-whole-load.html' title='schoolwork... schoolwork.. and a whole load of schoolwork...'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111744814962281178</id><published>2005-05-30T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T18:15:49.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sawadee, kah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;it's been a while! i've been really busy with a lot of stuff and i haven't had the time to go online... hehe! anyway, there's just one thing i wanna say in this entry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;~BANGKOK HERE I COME!!!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;i am sooo excited to see my friends again and visit that country which became my second home for two years. i'm leaving tomorrow at 10:35 am, and i wont be back until the 6th of June. no replies from me till then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;take care y'all and i'm surely gonna miss you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet;font-size:85%;color:pink;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;don't miss me too much! =Þ&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111744814962281178?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111744814962281178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111744814962281178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111744814962281178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111744814962281178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/05/sawadee-kah.html' title='sawadee, kah'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111623451639732201</id><published>2005-05-16T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:08:36.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>^just for laughs^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Sack game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; blonde, a brunette and a redhead ran away from the police station after being caught for stealing. They found a barn and decided to hide in it. There were 3 sacks in it and they each hid in one of them. After a few minutes, the police came and noticed the sacks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;The policeman kicked the first sack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Meow," said the brunette. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"It must be a cat," said the policeman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He kicked the second sack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Aarf," said the redhead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"It must be a dog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;He kicked the third sack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"Potatoes," said the blonde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="green" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Space Exploration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our Philippine president attended the United Nations' Meeting. All nations were discussing about space exploration by the year 2010. Here are some of the conversations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;China Delegate: "By the year 2010, China will start their moon exploration project. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russian Delegate: " We too, we are going to explore the moon. This time we will see to it that our cosmonauts will step on the moon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Bush: " We the United States will also explore the moon for the second time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine President: " By the year 2010, the Philippines will explore the sun."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a long silence, George Bush stood up and asked the Philippine President: " Isn't it too hot to explore the sun?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippine President: after a long silence replied: " We will do it in the evening."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;hr color="orange" size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*hahaha! pardon the rather corny jokes... just wanted to share them to u guys.. and to anyone who might be feelin really shitty right now.. like me.. *sigh* i feel like crap.. i feel like im the worst person in the world.. i feel like i've done nuthin but gve people headaches... and heartaches...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*there's only so much i can do... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Love is crazy coz sumtyms u cry but say i'm ok. U dont understand but cant let go. Yet we shud be lucky 2 end up with a littly bit of INSANITY coz it's nice to risk... just to be HAPPY--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;*tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111623451639732201?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111623451639732201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111623451639732201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111623451639732201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111623451639732201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-for-laughs.html' title='^just for laughs^'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111615399208266312</id><published>2005-05-15T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T18:46:32.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*boredom can kill*</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm soooooo bored!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;pleasssssssssssseeeeeeeeeee give me back my TV!!!! I beg you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="yellow" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;...dont let me die...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111615399208266312?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111615399208266312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111615399208266312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111615399208266312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111615399208266312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/05/boredom-can-kill.html' title='*boredom can kill*'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111598739852192122</id><published>2005-05-13T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T20:29:58.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good dose of love stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sigh* isn't it soooooo great to be in love?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i've just finished watching two of the best movie love stories i have ever laid eyes on. *i'm sorry if this is guna sound like a movie review.. but i have got to! :)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the first one was a walk to remember... now who can forget shane west's swoon-worthy eyes and his sexy voice? (and of course, mandy moore's.. ahem... lips... hahahaha!) if there's one movie whose lines i cant seem to resist memorizing, it's got to be this one. i just love repeating those sweet words all the time! *...her love is like the wind... i cant see it, but i can feel it...* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;thank god there was no one beside me to shut me up... hehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the second movie i watched was entitled "if only". to those of you who havent seen it or havent heard of it at all, it stars jennifer love hewitt and paul nichols... it's a story about appreciating the one you love and showing her how much you love her while she's still beside you... time is a luxury.. and you'll never know when it's too late. ian (paul nichols) loves his gilfriend, sam (jennifer love hewitt), very much but because of his very busy schedule, he cant seem to make time for her. he normally forgets important occasions and it seems as if sam is only his 2nd priority. when things get a little bumpy and they're on the verge of breaking up, sam meets an accident and dies from it. of course, ian is devastated. after a long night of mourning and regret, he finally wakes up the next morning, only to find sam lying beside him, very much alive and surprised at his reaction, and the day has repeated itself all over again. ian gets a second chance to correct the mistakes he committed the day before and he does everything he can to make sam feel that she is the best thing that has ever happened to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmmm... i wont spoil the ending for you! hehe! u gotta watch it for urself! ;Þ anyway, it's been a wonderful day today and thank god it rained! it's been sooooo damn hot these past few days and i wont be surprised if one day i just collapse due to heat stroke! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyway, my trip to bangkok was moved to the 31st.. two of my friends are gonna be celebrating their debuts, one on the 31st and one on june 5th... so to be able to attend them, i just moved my sked! hehe! i sooo cant wait! even my mom's so excited to see her amigas again! hahaha! oh well... there's only a couple of weeks to go... BANGKOK! here i come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="#00d00" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*this is a message for all IV-2 peeps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;we will be celebrating our 9th monthsary on may 27! i need your suggestions! what would you like to do and where would you like to have the party? would like to have a simple dinner and bond with everyone? would you like to have a swimming party? feel free to give ur suggestions! email me or text me or tag me! i miss you all! i'll be in touch with u guys soon! muaah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="#00d00" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;---roz signing off---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/8/1200x120/1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111598739852192122?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111598739852192122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111598739852192122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111598739852192122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111598739852192122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/05/good-dose-of-love-stories.html' title='a good dose of love stories'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111564424127693235</id><published>2005-05-09T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T21:27:59.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"camp ohana 2... where no one gets left behind"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i just had one of the best and definitely one of the most memorable weekends of my life! i spent friday night, literally the whole of saturday and sunday morning at YFC camp! i went there wid jeikell and her sister joanne, roelie and her sister raissa! jeiks and i arrived late on friday night (thanks to the very detailed map! :Þ) but thank god we didnt miss much. they had just started practicing the songs... *and mind you, they are really good songs.. we sounded like a rock concert!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;after the songs we had an ice breaker (human bingo.. it felt like a soiree! hehe!) and then we listened to talk number one which was given by "father" lorenz (haha! joke lng idol!)... after which we had our discussion groups and then we went to sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we were grouped according to age *mejo OP nga si jeiks eh! hehehe!* and we slept in these mini houses... they were really cute! ours was the yellow house... all the houses had two floors... the bottom floor had the double decks and on the upper floor (where we slept) there was just a big and comfy foam... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we were all havin a nice chat upstairs with roelie, cheny, and mary grace when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;jeikell: ROOOOOOOOZZZZZ!!!!!! (in a scared voice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;roz (me): bakeeet???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;jeikell: baba ka dito!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;roz: bakit nga?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;jeikell: MAY IPIIIISSS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;yess... the poor jeikell encountered some innocent cockroaches in the shower.. hahaha! well, u cant avoid that coz the houses only get visited a few times during the year... but anyway, i went out to call our beautiful and very accomodating faci, ate tj, who in turn went to lorenz... and here he comes to save the day! hehehe! with one slap of his silppers, bye bye cockroachie! and jeikee was able to get the shower she wanted.. *the end*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;anyway, i had trouble sleeping the first night.. perhaps i was missin my bed and, well, jeikell kept on snoring... hahaha! *luv u jeikee!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;i slept for like 3 hours i think before waking up at 5am to take a shower... ( a very very cold and freezing shower). then we had breakfast (ham, eggs, rice.. yum!). i made sure i ate enough coz we had a long day ahead of us... we had three talks on saturday, we had one-on-ones with our facilitators.. ate tj asked us how we were, if we are encountering probelms of any sort that we need prayers for and she asked us to pick 3 gifts of the holy spirit which we want to receive... i asked for the gift of wisdom (so i can make the right decisions), healing (so i can be healed of the pains and hurts i have experienced, and so that i can forgive the people who've hurt me so much), and the gift of tongues (this is the coolest! it enables you to talk to god in a language which only the two of u understand... ate tj told me that sometimes, the reason why our prayers take a while to get answered is because the devil can hear us and he makes it a point to interfere... when we speak in tongues, he wont be able to decipher a word we are saying.. cool, eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;we were also baptized on saturday night... that was the highlight of the camp. its not the usual baptismal ceremony where they pour water on us.. hahaha! we were brought to the garden where our faci and another prayer warrior prayed over us, mentioning our intentions and asking the holy spirit to grant us the gifts we asked for. i had goosebumps all over! it was not the kind of goosebumps you get when u're cold... its like i felt the presence of the lord.. and i felt really light afterwards.. just like being born again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;the next day was the day of our last talk, our one-on-one with our parents and the Mass, of course! i didnt wanna leave actually! i've made really wonderful friends and i learned so much from the camp! others might feel it's corny and that all we do is pray.. but it was really an awesome experience you shouldnt dare miss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*the camp wouldnt have been wonderful without the following people: ::joline and lorenz (the team leaders) for handling us so well:: ::ate karen and radian for being great chapter heads... and radian, thanks for the very corny jokes!:: ::jeikell and joanne, for saying yes to my invitation! i had a great time wid u dearies!:: ::roelie and raissa for the unforgettable memories.. and for sharing the same taste in guys.. hahaha!:: ::dada, for inviting me!:: ::ate tj, for the good pieces of advice:: ::the whole YFC group, the service team, the music min, and the speakers, for being tru inspirations::*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;marquee direction ="left"&gt;"one way! JESUS! you're the only one that i could live for!"..."i'll never know, how much it cost, to see my sins, up on that cross"&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111564424127693235?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111564424127693235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111564424127693235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111564424127693235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111564424127693235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/05/camp-ohana-2-where-no-one-gets-left.html' title='&quot;camp ohana 2... where no one gets left behind&quot;'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111511241531911452</id><published>2005-05-03T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T17:26:55.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bag of tortillos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*what's better than having a cold, soothing shower in this scorching heat, grabbing urself a bag of stone-ground tortillos, sitting in front of the pc, updating ur blog and chatting with people?*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...this week is the first un-busy week of my summer.. un-busy in the sense that i dont have to get ready for streetdancing.. (which is quite sad) and today, i just stayed home... and man, this heat is unbearable!!! *aircon, anyone?!?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...anyway, last friday, we had our last streetdancing session and we shot this video inside UP diliman... super cool man! we felt like stars coz everyone was watching us... hahahaha! we were all wearing our hip costumes.. *and melvin wore my racerback.. man! can u imagine??!?* we shot scenes in the rooftop, infront of this statue.. i dunno what its called... *sabi ko nga we should have shot a scene beside the oblation statue eh... controversial! hehehe!* kuya niño's gona make the video for us.. we're probably guna get it in two weeks or so.. im gonna post some pics of the shoot here once i get them.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...saturday was lucy's debut! it was beautiful.. and lucy was even more beautiful! she wore this yellow dress and had her hair in really nice curls... it was some sort of reunion with old friends too! seated at our table were mika, chex, kc, ayreen, hasmin, lao, ika, majo, ayi, ziggy, eena, and marga... (mejo op nga kami ni zigs eh.. hahahaa! puro barkada nila.. hehehe!) the program emcees were ayi and majo (and u can imagine how funny it was!) of course, who cud forget ayi's hilarious impersonation of usher singing her version of burn?!?! hehehehe! there were the 18 diamonds consisting of lucy's closest friends and relatives giving her symbolic gifts, and there were the 18 memdles (memories and candles) made up of her barkada and her siblings... it was a truly memorable night for everyone, and most especially for lucy! *hope u had fun lucy! coz we did!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...jeiks is here right now again.. we're gonna go to one of our neighbors to submit our application for the YFC camp.. *kinda excited* gosh, here she is blabbering again about her so-called "prettiness".. hehehehe! joke lng jeikee!! luv u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...so.. what's next for the rest of my summer! bangkok here i come!!!! finally! after years of begging my parents to let me visit thailand, they're finally giving in! hehehhe! i'm leaving on the 25th... i am sooo damn excited! yipeeeeee!!! =) *cge na.. tag me.. anong gusto mong pasalubong?* hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;there goes... *_* gotta bounce! cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr color="violet" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;_*_*ang malalim na kahulugan ng tunay na pagkakaibigan ay di kayang pababawin ng paglimot, walang pinipiling panahon ng pag-alala, at di kayang gibain ng di pagkikita_*_*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111511241531911452?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111511241531911452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111511241531911452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111511241531911452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111511241531911452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/05/bag-of-tortillos.html' title='a bag of tortillos'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111467892693569395</id><published>2005-04-28T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T17:02:06.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/nemo_09/thumbs/breakdance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i just got home from another exhausting but very fun session of streetdancing... it was our second to the last meeting... *noooo!!!!* and finally, i was able to do one of the basic planges... *hurrah!!* that's one big accomplishment for me! hahaha! i used to think i could never hold myself up on just the support of my head and my arms.. well, after a few painful falls and bruises here and there, i was finally able to do the plange, and what's more, actually stay at it for a while! yippppeeee! hehehehe! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;today, we engaged ourselves in 4 eights of sustaining, waving and popping.. uber uber cool! hehehe! and for the last 10 minutes or so, we continued with the skills on planges, hangtime and head stand... well, reality check: there are others who are definitely more skilled.. (namely, karla, melvin and pat... hehehehe!) they were able to do these tricks with ease and perfection! *nux!* just one slight blooper nga lng.. while KC was busy doing her hand stand against the windowed wall, her foot suddenly propped the window open and we were all shocked seeing half of her body hanging outside the window! *waaaaaH!!!* after sucessfully pulling her out of that very dangerous situation, e all just laughed about it! *too bad we werent able to take a picture!* hahaha!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;now here's the fun thing... tomorrow being our last day... *sniff* we're gonna have a big dance shoot! weeebbeeeee!!! we're gonna have the shoot in UP... we'll all be in our colorful hiphop clothes, gettin jiggy with the dance floor... yeah! im prayin my dad wud let me bring the video cam sa we cud use it for the shoot.. i am so bloody excited!! yey! yey! YEEEEY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;hmmm... anyway, later i'll be going to kish's debut... wow! she's turning 18 finally! hehehe! and on saturday.. *ikeee... lucy!!!* lucia will be havin her coming out party in meralco along sumulong highway.. i'm so psyched coz apart from lucy turning 18, i'll also be seeing my batchmates who i really really miss!!! i sooo cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gee, i really cant believe this worskhop will be ending soon.. it has really been a fulfilling, fruitful and definitely rewarding 3 weeks with some really wonderful people.. imagine.. i got to learn five kinds of waves, i got to learn popping, locking and sustaining, and i got to do that plange successfully! plus.. i got to bond with some kickass people like my bestfriend kat, her sis pat, my batchmates karla, chex, mik, aisne, lucy and lao, and i got to meet new peeps like melving and joseph (aisne's twin.. hehehe!) and our very able instructor, niño! what more can i ask for? (well, maybe to learn how to do a headstand! hehehe!) i'd just like to thank u all guys for makin the first half of my summer a blast... u guys rock! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*HERE'S TO THE PERSON WHO INVENTED STREETDANCING!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;!cheErs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/nemo_09/thumbs/breakdance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111467892693569395?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111467892693569395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111467892693569395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111467892693569395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111467892693569395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-just-got-home-from-another.html' title=''/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111442983597540931</id><published>2005-04-25T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T19:50:35.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...summer lovin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/nemo_09/thumbs/summer.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm currently chattin with two of the craziest people in the world... ensia and gelllatin.. and we're havin a bit of a weird conversation.. *as always...* hahaha! jeikee is here at my place right now.. *namiss daw nya ako*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;jeikee.. say hi! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*HI this is jeiks!! wala lng, i just dropped by at roz's house..wala lng, boring sa house eh!!heheh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;anyway... i just got home from another funky session of streetdancing... my god you should really visit one of our sessions... u're definitely gonna get exahusted just watching us! today we reviewed some of our turns.. *suppper nakakahilo!!!* and we also learned the basics of breakdancing (see, that's more i like it!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;wait commercial lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*jeiks keeps on asking me if she looks different (translation: kung gumaganda daw ba siya.. feel daw nuya kasi oo).. eto jeiks basahin mo! ~ANG GANDA GANDA NYAN! IKEEEEE!!~ masaya ka na? heheheh! luv u jeikss!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;back to my story.. we were taught the... the uhm... *what's that called again?* top... sumthin.. hehehe! and then the 6-step thingie.. uber cool man! haha! i actually feel like a pro now.. *nuh-uh! not even close, roz! hehehe!* it was so amazing watchin niño do all those stunts.. thanks to his rockhard muscles... hehehe! :) it was a pretty quick session but hey, i learned sumthin new! i'm super sure i'm guna be practicing my "helicopter" stunt all night.. *gudluck to my mom's precious vases and figurines! hehe!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://jbiel.tabulas.com/nemo_09/thumbs/breakdance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;afterward, kat (my bestfriend), pat, melvin and i hung around for a while before leaving. they were supposed to drop me off somewhere near my place but turns out melvin had to go to UAP first and i had to go home already so i just asked him to drop me off the lrt station... *one nice boy, that melvin dude... hehehe!* and hence, the adventure begins! hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it was quite fun riding the LRT alone.. hahaha! squeezing urself between sweaty and *ahem, excuse me for the term,* stinky people (please please get a bathroom) is quite an experience i'm sure i wont forget.. hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so there... now i'm home in front of the computer, running out of things to say.. hehehe! so i dug into my pile of memorabilias *a.k.a., junk.. hehehe!* as promised! and i'd like to share with u another poem i wrote when i was really heartbroken... *sniff* hahahaha! feel free to comment on it if u wish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;PLAYIN' IT SAFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;When you said those words, I didnt know what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I just wanted to believe it was a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;But no, it was real, it was no joke at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;A blurr was how everything seemed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You let me go coz you want her more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I guess it's what I'll have to accept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You dont know how painful it is for my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;TO know that your promise wasnt kept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You must love her so much for you not to realize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;That she doesnt care at all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Although I know, I can't find the words to explain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Coz i know that she's everything to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;What hurts me most is that I know she's not true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And I know that you deserve so much more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;You deserve someone who'll love you the way you love her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And it's true, that's what I'm here for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;If only she can see that you mean the world to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Maybe she'll understand and end the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;But I know she's enjoying what she's doin to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;And I'm the one who's left here in pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I can't help but cry coz that's all I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I know you've made up your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;But I want you to know that the love I have for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Is the kind of love that's hard to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Soon we will be parting ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;We'd have to say our goodbyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;My heart just wants to say, "I love you"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;As I watch you with tears comin out of my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="violet" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;hmm.. and before I bounce, here's one quote i received from mika my honey *hehe!* the other day... i hope that all u gals out there who are still lookin for that special someone wud keep this quote in mind as you begin to... COLLECT and SELECT. ;Þ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;...:::Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will stay awake to watch u sleep. Wait for the guy who kisses ur forehead, who wants to show you off into the world when u're in sweats, who holds ur hadns infrnt of his friends. wait for the one who constantly reminds u of how much he cares about u and how lucky he is to have u. Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "she's my one and only, and my first and last girl.":::...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want him to, it doesn't mean he doesn't love you with all he has...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111442983597540931?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111442983597540931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111442983597540931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111442983597540931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111442983597540931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/summer-lovin.html' title='...summer lovin...'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111409890987048857</id><published>2005-04-21T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T23:55:09.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~feed ur minds...~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys! i'd like to share with you two of the poems i wrote when i was like, 14... hahaha! *what does a little 14 year-old know about love anyway?!* oh well... i know somehow, some of you can relate to them.. have fun reading.. *no tears, please! hehehe!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"It hurts"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurts that you won't talk to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It pricks like a needle through my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurts that I'm so scared of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;things that were once bright now turned all dim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurts when I pass by and you're not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And when I realize that I'm all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurts so much I just wanna kill myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Than hear me cry all night and moan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurts when I see you sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I wanna comfort you through your misery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But sadly I'm not so capable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Of calming your thoughts and setting them free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It hurts that you dont care for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That you only see me as someone whos there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mostly, it hurts that you found someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And the pain it has caused is something nobody could bare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love hurts when it's true"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;~i wrote this poem when i had this huuuuge crush on this guy named nick.. and well.. as all youngster do, i thought i was in love! *yeah, pretty stupid, huh?* anyway, he was waaay out of my league... and soo.. there.. i came up with this one!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr color="pink" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whispers from my Heart"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;The sight of you makes my whole body tingle&lt;br /&gt;And your smile makes my knees go weak&lt;br /&gt;Your magic touch seems to brighten up my day&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder have I gone in too deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes shine like the brightest star&lt;br /&gt;One look from you is more than enough&lt;br /&gt;To fill me up with thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;And I ask myself "Am I falling in love?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see lovers walk by hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if that will ever be you and me&lt;br /&gt;Every night I dream that you were mine and I was yours&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to have to wake up to reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's probably impossible for us to be together&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard I try and what I do&lt;br /&gt;But I just want to gaze deep into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And hear my heart whisper, "Do you love me too?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how hard it is for me&lt;br /&gt;To be on the unrequited side of unrequited love&lt;br /&gt;I trust that you'd never find out&lt;br /&gt;Coz don't you have someone else beside you to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet;font-size:10;color:orange;"&gt;this one... don't even ask why I wrote this one! *damn.. so lame!* hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="orange" size="3"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so there.. you sorta had a glimpse of my crazy "childhood"... hahahaha! i'll add my other poems here... just give me time to.. well.. dig into my stuff and find 'em...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;have a good day ahead of you! cheerio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111409890987048857?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111409890987048857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111409890987048857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111409890987048857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111409890987048857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/feed-ur-minds.html' title='~feed ur minds...~'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111390914806634549</id><published>2005-04-19T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T21:19:55.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..:my sassy girl:..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry, i havent blogged in for a while. i've been kinda busy with a lot of things.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just got home from kat's house (my bestfriend) whose "farm" is located way way up the mountains of binangonan.. wahahah! *kiddin, dear!* seriously, her place is like one whole hour away from mine. but oh well, the long travel was worth it. seems like ages since we last saw each other *ahem, she was only here at my place yesterday afternoon.. hahahaha!* it's amazing how we never get sick of seeing each other's faces. bwahahaah! i guess that's the power of true friendship.. you just cant get enough of each other (just can't get enough *wooh!* just cant get enough! =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; love you best!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, when we got there, tito rene and tita ruth were thrilled (as always..) to see me! *whahaha! kapal eh noh?* nah, those two are like my second parents already (right dad and mom?) whenever im at their place, they never fail to treat me like their own child. *sniff!* kat's lola served us her inexplicably sumptuous spaghetti.. it's like the best spaghetti i've ever tasted *well, next to mcdonald's.. hehehe!* no but seriously, it was just... how do i say it? D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/1200x120/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;me and my bestfriend kat! ganda noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;while savoring that yummy treat, we were watching the korean film "my sassy girl".. it was so damn hilarious! hahahaha! that guy just makes me burst into laughter without him even saying a word. and the girl in the film is really pretty... *hey you, wanna die?* =P for those of you who havent seen the movie, you h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ave&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GOT&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to see it... you'll be missin out on a lot if you don't... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, pat, kat's sister, received some very depressing news while chatting on YM... her boyfriend who is currently in the states *supposedly for a vacation only* told her that his family has decided to remain in the states for good.. *waaaaah!* pat looked pretty devastated and all we could do was comfort her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pat, if ever ur reading this, cheer up! babalikan ka nun!* hehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haay... life can be pretty cruel at times.. but it's been extraordinarily kind to me! =P and i'm really really thankful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/1200x120/7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm thankful for this gurl right here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm... last sunday was jaymee's debut... it was called "ALOHA" and everyone dressed up in their best hawaiian outfit and we all looked gorgeous.. hahahaha! *of course, my fone was again bombarded by photos of kat.. wahahaha! thank god it was quite dark... i didnt need to save everything! hehehe!* only kat, phy and i were from assumption... the rest were her paulinian friends, UST classmates and family members... kat and i were part of the 18 symbolic treasures.. i gave her a journal... the journal is supposed to symbolize me.. hehehe! and she's supposed to write evrything that's been happening to her in that journal coz we seldom get to talk or see each other *yuk, as if naman i'll be able to read the journal eh noh? oks lng un, kaya nga symbolism eh.. wahahaha!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, it's another day of getting jiggy on the dancefloor tomorrow... =P can't wait! hehehe! gotta bounce! cheerio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/4/600x600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;here's my sexy besty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr size="2" color=violet style="no shade"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;~Loving you.. ooh.. is such an easy thing to do...~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111390914806634549?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111390914806634549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111390914806634549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111390914806634549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111390914806634549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-sassy-girl.html' title='..:my sassy girl:..'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111339329053840741</id><published>2005-04-13T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T20:03:30.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>38th AJSS... commute adventure... and the central wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;walking through the halls of the science education complex gave me a feeling of nostalgia.. and seeing the innocent and fairly scared faces of the 38th ajss participants only made me smile. the next "season" of ajss starts today and we decided to pay them a visit and give them a warm welcome. i arrived at the ateneo around 7:15.. (how? rode an FX and took a tryc.. yep.. first time doin it alone.. hahahaha!) i saw coy and annamae sitting on the benches. we were thrilled to finally see each other again! *how long has it been?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coy: RoZ! i didnt recognize u!&lt;br /&gt;Roz: hey coy! hey anna mae! musta na?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annamae: i'm ok.. grabe it's so unfair.. they get to have psychology instead of en sci!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Roz: what? why? no fair!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Coy: Yeah and hindi na si doc mara teacher nila!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Annamae: *giggles* they're guna miss half of the fun of AJSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then arriane comes.. "SIS!!!!!!!" *hug!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ten minutes later we're inside escaler hall (freezing, as usual!) then our other batchmates come in one by one.. bree and abee (the inseparable couple), joanne l. (pretty in pink!), chino (yeah, with his literal out of bed look), aids (very very neat.. very very unlike him.. hehehe!), carol b. (with the striking sleek ponytail), mr brian chanyungco (our batch president), and kathleen, rachel and carol tan (the ICA girls.. still lookin very chinese.. hahha!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the orientation included the usual basics about the ateneo.. and of course that famous video, the ateneo way, which we have seen like 4 times already so we all stepped outside for a bathroom break.. hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, we hung out in the caf (which i really really missed), got myself a breakfast sandwich and we spent the next hour just pigging out over chocolates (thanks to brian!), taking pics and talking about the perks of being a highschool graduate! it was pure quality time with everyone!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was supposed to go with them to shang but i figured it wud be too much of a hassle for me coz i have to be back in katipunan by 1:30 for my workshop... and soo.. (tears.. *sniff sniff*) i had to stay behind. i just decided to surprise lao by appearing on her doorstep (with her in her long t-shirt dress, obviously just got out of bed) and i knelt down and begged her to take me in! hahaaha! nah it wuznt that dramatic.. of course i told her about it.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we ate lunch at pares pares *man wuz it goood*, went to seattle's to meet up with mika, then to the studio for some new kickass moves.. *yeah!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr color="violet" size="2"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida handwriting;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;The Central Wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;... yebaa.. the central wave.. sounds like a physics term (oh please.. no not physics! *sr mitra.. uuhhh.. wuuutaabouuut?!*) hahaha! actually, it's another one of those wave techniques in streetdancing! hahaha! yup.. it's another day of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;shakin that thing and kickin ass on the dancefloor. and our first exercise is the "central wave".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;definition: noun. 1. head forward, up, then down (only neck moving) 2. chest forward 3. pelvis forward 4. knees up (then, reverse) 5. feet flat on the floor 6. push up from feet to knees 7. pelvis forward 8. chest forward 9. head up, then front.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;caution: dont try to do it in front of many people if you havent practiced it for a while unless u want to end up lookin stupid. ;P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;anyway, we learned new really cool moves today and niño said that by the end of the workshop, we'd be able to finish a 4 to 5-minute dance routine. how cool is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;my summer's been really great so far. how about urs? =Þ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111339329053840741?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111339329053840741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111339329053840741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111339329053840741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111339329053840741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/38th-ajss-commute-adventure-and.html' title='38th AJSS... commute adventure... and the central wave'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111331370622892209</id><published>2005-04-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T21:48:26.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow! wataaah summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;my summer seems to be kicking off quite well.. :) *smirk.. har har!* yesterday, kat, pat, karla lim, her cuzin melvin (uy.. cnong may crush!??!), mika, lucy, lao and i started our streetdancing workshop with kuya niño as our instructor.. (yes, yes, that very able choreographer who made the legacy dance of sections 1 and 3... neat, eh?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;it was a rather progressive first day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we started off with warm-ups (actually, they didnt seem like warm-up steps.. they were more like "pre-choreos".. hahaha!) then moved on to stretching *and when he says stretchin, he means STREEEEEETCHIIING!* then he made us do this thing when we had to dance one eight in rounds.. one person goes first, then the next, then the next.. it's like following the leader going around in a circle.. *u get the picture?* oh and the highlight of it?! we got to learn how to do the arm wave! hahahhaa! astiiiig! although it took us about one painful hour to perfect the "segment-joint movement", it was a whole lot of fun! i can't wait for tomorrow's session!!! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;anyway, there.. we managed to finish i think four eights yesterday.. not bad, eh? :P after that the crew chilled out at mcdonalds to freshen up, then we went to ciellos to grab some yummy donuts! now THAT was the best part! haha! *mind u, if the purpose of sum of us for joining the workshop is to get fit and lose sum pounds, i doubt that we'll succeed in that coz after the tiresome workout, straight to pigout! hahaha!* we stayed there for an hour or so, then took a cab, dropped lao off, and went to big R to do sum window shoppin! yeah! *bad trip nga lng.. just window shopping! hahaha!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;i went home with soar joints.. hahaha! but it was worth it! and yes, after getting home, i spent the next few hours practicing in front of the mirror, trying to see if i look like a complete idiot.. hahaha! :Þ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="center" color="black" size="3"&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111331370622892209?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111331370622892209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111331370622892209' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111331370622892209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111331370622892209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow-wataaah-summer.html' title='wow! wataaah summer!'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111279231663187432</id><published>2005-04-06T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T20:58:36.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nuthin beats genuine happiness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is not always easy to be &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HaPPy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; For some people, &lt;em&gt;happiness is already a privilege!&lt;/em&gt; I pity them, because I always seem to find &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my life... even in the littlest things. Right now *if it aint obvious yet..* my happiness on the happiness scale is way above the maximum! hahahaha! perhaps it's because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I tend to see the good behind every situation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and because there are loads and loads of things to be thankful for in this life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;*sigh* ok enuf of all that sentimental stuff... Im gonna share with you these poems about happiness, hoping that sum day, you'll also find great joy in your life.. one that is genuine and lasting! =Þ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Character of the Happy Warrior&lt;br /&gt;by William Wordsworth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.poetseers.org/the_romantics/william_wordsworth/library/yel" width="300" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who is the happy Warrior? Who is he&lt;br /&gt;That every man in arms should wish to be?&lt;br /&gt;--It is the generous Spirit, who, when brought&lt;br /&gt;Among the tasks of real life, hath wrought&lt;br /&gt;Upon the plan that pleased his boyish thought:&lt;br /&gt;Whose high endeavours are an inward light&lt;br /&gt;That makes the path before him always bright;&lt;br /&gt;Who, with a natural instinct to discern&lt;br /&gt;What knowledge can perform, is diligent to learn;&lt;br /&gt;Abides by this resolve, and stops not there,&lt;br /&gt;But makes his moral being his prime care;&lt;br /&gt;Who, doomed to go in company with Pain,&lt;br /&gt;And Fear, and Bloodshed, miserable train!&lt;br /&gt;Turns his necessity to glorious gain;&lt;br /&gt;In face of these doth exercise a power&lt;br /&gt;Which is our human nature's highest dower:&lt;br /&gt;Controls them and subdues, transmutes, bereaves&lt;br /&gt;Of their bad influence, and their good receives:&lt;br /&gt;By objects, which might force the soul to abate&lt;br /&gt;Her feeling, rendered more compassionate;&lt;br /&gt;Is placable--because occasions rise&lt;br /&gt;So often that demand such sacrifice;&lt;br /&gt;More skilful in self-knowledge, even more pure,&lt;br /&gt;As tempted more; more able to endure,&lt;br /&gt;As more exposed to suffering and distress;&lt;br /&gt;Thence, also, more alive to tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;--'Tis he whose law is reason; who depends&lt;br /&gt;Upon that law as on the best of friends;&lt;br /&gt;Whence, in a state where men are tempted still&lt;br /&gt;To evil for a guard against worse ill,&lt;br /&gt;And what in quality or act is best&lt;br /&gt;Doth seldom on a right foundation rest,&lt;br /&gt;He labours good on good to fix, and owes&lt;br /&gt;To virtue every triumph that he knows:&lt;br /&gt;--Who, if he rise to station of command,&lt;br /&gt;Rises by open means; and there will stand&lt;br /&gt;On honourable terms, or else retire,&lt;br /&gt;And in himself possess his own desire;&lt;br /&gt;Who comprehends his trust, and to the same&lt;br /&gt;Keeps faithful with a singleness of aim;&lt;br /&gt;And therefore does not stoop, nor lie in wait&lt;br /&gt;For wealth, or honours, or for worldly state;&lt;br /&gt;Whom they must follow; on whose head must fall,&lt;br /&gt;Like showers of manna, if they come at all:&lt;br /&gt;Whose powers shed round him in the common strife,&lt;br /&gt;Or mild concerns of ordinary life,&lt;br /&gt;A constant influence, a peculiar grace;&lt;br /&gt;But who, if he be called upon to face&lt;br /&gt;Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined&lt;br /&gt;Great issues, good or bad for human kind,&lt;br /&gt;Is happy as a Lover; and attired&lt;br /&gt;With sudden brightness, like a Man inspired;&lt;br /&gt;And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law&lt;br /&gt;In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw;&lt;br /&gt;Or if an unexpected call succeed,&lt;br /&gt;Come when it will, is equal to the need:&lt;br /&gt;--He who, though thus endued as with a sense&lt;br /&gt;And faculty for storm and turbulence,&lt;br /&gt;Is yet a Soul whose master-bias leans&lt;br /&gt;To homefelt pleasures and to gentle scenes;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet images! which, wheresoe'er he be,&lt;br /&gt;Are at his heart; and such fidelity&lt;br /&gt;It is his darling passion to approve;&lt;br /&gt;More brave for this, that he hath much to love:--&lt;br /&gt;'Tis, finally, the Man, who, lifted high,&lt;br /&gt;Conspicuous object in a Nation's eye,&lt;br /&gt;Or left unthought-of in obscurity,--&lt;br /&gt;Who, with a toward or untoward lot,&lt;br /&gt;Prosperous or adverse, to his wish or not--&lt;br /&gt;Plays, in the many games of life, that one&lt;br /&gt;Where what he most doth value must be won:&lt;br /&gt;Whom neither shape or danger can dismay,&lt;br /&gt;Nor thought of tender happiness betray;&lt;br /&gt;Who, not content that former worth stand fast,&lt;br /&gt;Looks forward, persevering to the last,&lt;br /&gt;From well to better, daily self-surpast:&lt;br /&gt;Who, whether praise of him must walk the earth&lt;br /&gt;For ever, and to noble deeds give birth,&lt;br /&gt;Or he must fall, to sleep without his fame,&lt;br /&gt;And leave a dead unprofitable name--&lt;br /&gt;Finds comfort in himself and in his cause;&lt;br /&gt;And, while the mortal mist is gathering, draws&lt;br /&gt;His breath in confidence of Heaven's applause:&lt;br /&gt;This is the happy Warrior; this is he&lt;br /&gt;That every man in arms should wish to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right.. that was quite a handful of words! But it does have a lot of meaning! Here's another one which is a lot more shallower.. but nevertheless, it speaks to that hungry heart... =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Happiness by Paula Trefun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness is not store bought,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nor is it for sale.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You cannot wish it up,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or order it in the mail.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It comes from inside oneself,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And therfore it is free.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To have it for yourself,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You don't need any money.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just love people and things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be nice to those you hate,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And maybe if your lucky,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll find the perfect mate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This happiness you can find&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will last all of your days,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And help you through life's problems&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a lot of different ways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happiness is a thing in life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That everyone should have&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because in the end the happy ones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Are never really sad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jollibee couldn't have said it any better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Lucida Handwriting;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right" behavior="alternate"&gt;"Bee Happy!"&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111279231663187432?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111279231663187432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111279231663187432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111279231663187432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111279231663187432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/nuthin-beats-genuine-happiness.html' title='nuthin beats genuine happiness!'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111251841996250942</id><published>2005-04-03T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T17:41:06.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;"Inspire... with a Life of Integrity&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#ff9900;"&gt;As I walk on a path of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;In a world riddled with doubt&lt;br /&gt;Countless voices echo around&lt;br /&gt;But only his words resound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hold steadfast&lt;br /&gt;To His soft whisper in my heart&lt;br /&gt;That gives my faith flight&lt;br /&gt;That gives my life light&lt;br /&gt;That makes me an inspiration&lt;br /&gt;Living my life of integrity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He speaks from within my heart&lt;br /&gt;And tells me who I can be&lt;br /&gt;Kindles in me a spark that glows&lt;br /&gt;The gleaming flame inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dare to do more than breathe&lt;br /&gt;Promise to live don't jsut exist&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight to what you believe&lt;br /&gt;Then pass the light share the flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living my life of integrity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;...our very meaningful graduation song... the song that describes our class best. Assumption Antipolo Class 2005... Inspiring others with their lives modelling integrity wherever they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our final day to be called Assumption students... and the beginning of our being called... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OLD GIRLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Time seemed to fly yesterday while we were going through the Mass... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;"A reading from the Holy Gospel according to..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."Let us all give each other the sign of peace..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;..."Go in Peace to love and to serve the Lord..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ten minutes later... (Ms. Olalde) &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Kristina Aguilar... and Karyll Trinidad"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;..."Ma. Patricia Alfonso...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and Kimberly Yu"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..."Francesca Abacan... and Kaye Tullao"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;..."Genaliza Alfonso... and Joanna Zapanta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Before we knew it, Avery, Me-anne, Hannah and I were all holding each other's hands nervously while waiting for the awards to be called. Applause, smiles and affirmation filled the auditorium as the very deserving awardees went up the stage one by one... *click* ~shake hands with Sr. Carla~ ~"Daddy put on my medal!"~ *click click* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It was all a wonderful sight... Parents in tears because of extreme happiness... Students with shocked faces completely oblivious that their names would be called...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am very honored to be one of those students who were fortunate enough to go up the stage and receive a shining silver medal and have it be put on me by my dad... i cant describe the feeling... If only i was able to take a picture of my dad's face... you'd see what i mean. I'm just so happy i was able to bring immense joy to my parents... *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And ya know what.. there's this certain someone we all really need to thank... Without him, we wouldnt even be where we are... This guy right here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://angelfire.com/ok/newjoychurch/images/jesus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;...deserves one big round of applause from everyone... *clap clap clap clap clap clap clap* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:14;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:14;color:#993300;"&gt;"Thank you Lord for a very memorable and rewarding year in Assumption... We seniors promise to live up to our motto... and we will do our best to inspire others through a life lived according to your will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;After the hustle and bustle of the grad ceremony, I received a quote from one of my batchmates and I'd like to share it all with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends together&lt;br /&gt;soon to part&lt;br /&gt;once we grew&lt;br /&gt;we shared&lt;br /&gt;we loved&lt;br /&gt;but now&lt;br /&gt;we bid ourselves farewell&lt;br /&gt;coz&lt;br /&gt;highschool life&lt;br /&gt;as we all know&lt;br /&gt;is OVER...&lt;br /&gt;gud life&lt;br /&gt;gud love&lt;br /&gt;gud luks&lt;br /&gt;SENIORS'04-05&lt;br /&gt;now signing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;That chapter of my life is over now.. I'm ready to start anew... I just hope that while we all take our different paths, we'd all look back to our legacy... and stand high and proud because we, the seniors,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:20;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MADE THINGS HAPPEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:25;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:25;color:#333399;"&gt;"Rak on!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111251841996250942?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111251841996250942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111251841996250942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111251841996250942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111251841996250942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/04/all-hail.html' title='All Hail!'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11822891.post-111227047901854758</id><published>2005-04-01T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T20:38:26.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeah... 2 days away...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;*sigh* as usual.. a very tiring day for all of us seniors..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;we've been practicing for graduation for over a week now... to be honest.. it has been very stressful and tiring.. sometimes boring to be doing the same thing over and over again! but lookin at it on a wider perspective.. these are actually the last days our batch will be together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;quite sad i know.. after all these years of being together in one place we call home.. sharing almost the same stories.. here we are.. about to engage ourselves in a whole new different world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a lot of questions are buggin us right now.. what wud college be like? will they like me? will i fit in? the only reason i cud think of that causes this paranoia is probably because we've gotten used to spending time with people with whom we cud be ourselves.. they've accepted us for who we are and we dont want to let this easy easy life go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but hey.. we dont really have much of a choice! perhaps what we can do is just take the challenge and we never know.. we might be embarking on one long journey that will definitely one that is worth remembering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but before all that happens.. id like to pay tribute to the people who have made my last few years a blast for me.. my friends.. *kat, ziggy, tammy, trish, yen, gia, hasmin, hilao, jo, thea, divine (kahit na di tau ok), gel, amp, lucky 7, year IV-2, III-2, II-2, my patana friends!* of course my teachers and the wonderful school named Assumption.. without u, i wouldnt be who i am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gee... i'm scared to look ahead, and teary-eyed to look back... but like i said.. i'll let fate play its strings and make some really good music in my life.. hopefully one that will give me the last song syndrome.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;marquee direction="right"&gt;True friends can grow separately without growing apart...~ -anonymous&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11822891-111227047901854758?l=roznoriega.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/feeds/111227047901854758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11822891&amp;postID=111227047901854758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111227047901854758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11822891/posts/default/111227047901854758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://roznoriega.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-yeah-2-days-away.html' title='oh yeah... 2 days away...'/><author><name>~r.0.z~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15510642249251092033</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.rozzz.multiply.com/image/1/photos/7/1200x120/9.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
