<?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-231590834230591600</id><updated>2012-02-10T09:46:09.576-08:00</updated><category term='bloopers'/><title type='text'>living my dream</title><subtitle type='html'>a life that's lived like a dream is not a life at all,guess what i am?hahaha..cold dead!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-6474996641475155223</id><published>2009-09-21T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:07:16.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>akong baby na cute padulong gwapo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjLy-L9wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SkVs3LGm5cI/s1600-h/8216_1123973988833_1511621596_30380243_357966_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjLy-L9wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SkVs3LGm5cI/s400/8216_1123973988833_1511621596_30380243_357966_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384092040089564930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjLdebrWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/s-mrE1trZoQ/s1600-h/8216_1123973708826_1511621596_30380236_7694397_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjLdebrWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/s-mrE1trZoQ/s400/8216_1123973708826_1511621596_30380236_7694397_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384092034319232354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjK0K-VoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SSoIN9bqFaE/s1600-h/2_688302455l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjK0K-VoI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SSoIN9bqFaE/s400/2_688302455l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384092023231764098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Finally, my tummy was opened last September 15, 2009, 10:17 pm, the same day of my birthday to get him out!. Allen Lloyd N. Soldevilla..nickname, botsoy gamay is coming to SF without me…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-6474996641475155223?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/6474996641475155223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=6474996641475155223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6474996641475155223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6474996641475155223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/09/akong-baby-na-cute-padulong-gwapo.html' title='akong baby na cute padulong gwapo!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SrgjLy-L9wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/SkVs3LGm5cI/s72-c/8216_1123973988833_1511621596_30380243_357966_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-4878460121596762625</id><published>2009-06-12T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:57:48.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a woman, a wife, a mother to be</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SjNNT5lEXQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KdB6lJVE3ec/s1600-h/becoming_mother_by_JeremyShane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SjNNT5lEXQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KdB6lJVE3ec/s400/becoming_mother_by_JeremyShane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346702186888060162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's had a lot of lovers before him. She's used to men wanting her. Ever since she got into this place, she's had men tell her that they couldn't stop thinking about her. That they longed for her to be with them day and night, asking them to take her, to claim her. She'd laugh at their little attempts to have her stay with them. They'd promise her the world. And sometimes she'd believe to one of them. They promised her anything they could get their hands on. She thought it foolish. There was nothing she couldn't get for herself.   The pain was all worth it. It made her stronger. If she could get through that, what else could she not do on her own? She would look at these men, these lovers of hers who would be so infatuated with her to the point of dying for her. She'd humor them a bit. Give them what they wanted. A night with her. She would beg them  to stay in the morning, but they wouldn't (but some would).   And in the morning only to find he's gone. She would call his name in hopes that he would respond. But he would be long gone and most probably, he would never come back to her. They had their share of her, she would want nothing more. She knew that time would come they would no longer want her and so she left. She would rather have them longing for her than them tired of her. She would not be thrown away. A woman of her kind was not fit to be unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Her affairs would never end with results. By results, it meant in her womb. She'd never allow it.  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one shouldn't have been different. It was the same old thing. Her affairs with this young man (She liked his name. Mark Allen. She liked how it sounded between breathless gasps and low groans) were merely physical. That's how it had started. She realized that she'd been seeing him more than any of her other lovers. That she asked for him almost every night. It had become so normal that she didn't notice a lot of things. She didn't notice how he held him lovingly after each time, how she kissed him tenderly after he finally dozed off after hours of talking to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;She  notice how he too not failed to leave her before morning.But what surprised her was that he returned to spend the whole day with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And on a February morning,&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; She looked at him, as he lay beside her. He was catching his breath before he moved an arm around her waist, nuzzling the side of her neck. She chuckled softly and closed her eyes, stroking his hair - her fingers running through the strands of his  hair.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; There were no words between them. She did not know what to say. She felt her heart pounding on her breast and her hold on him had tightened. He stopped, he noticed this and pulled back. His hand move to cup her cheek and he met her eyes, respectfully, he looked into them. There was no intimidation or awe like most lovers. There was just tenderness. The tenderness she didn't know she'd yearned for until now. Her eyes softened and she did not care if he saw it at that moment. He only smiled at her. He leaned in to kiss her, moving back an inch a few moments after. He let her rest on him. She felt the beating of his&lt;br /&gt;heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She clutched onto his shoulders and took a deep breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; "Mark Allen..." she called his name softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was her lover. She was his lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;She was his.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; She took his hand and placed it on her stomach.&lt;br /&gt;He was confused by this and he looked at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"It's yours."            &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/231590834230591600-4878460121596762625?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/4878460121596762625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=4878460121596762625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/4878460121596762625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/4878460121596762625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/06/woman-wife-mother-to-be.html' title='a woman, a wife, a mother to be'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SjNNT5lEXQI/AAAAAAAAAMM/KdB6lJVE3ec/s72-c/becoming_mother_by_JeremyShane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-7915557754781603874</id><published>2009-05-18T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:20:14.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smother me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new,courier,monospace;" id="slly" &gt;Let me be the one who calls you baby&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Surely you can take some comfort&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;Just hold me tight, lay by my side&lt;br /&gt;and let me be the one who calls you&lt;br /&gt;Baby all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my place in the world&lt;br /&gt;Could stare at your face for the rest of&lt;br /&gt;my days&lt;br /&gt;Now I can breathe, turn my insides out&lt;br /&gt;and Smother me&lt;br /&gt;Warm and alive I'm all over you&lt;br /&gt;would you smother me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one who never leaves&lt;br /&gt;You all alone&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath and lose the feeling&lt;br /&gt;That I'm on my own (leaves me all alone)&lt;br /&gt;Hold me too tight stay by my side&lt;br /&gt;and let me be the one who calls you&lt;br /&gt;Baby all the time(all the time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my place in the world&lt;br /&gt;Could stare at your face for the rest of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my days&lt;br /&gt;Now I can breathe, turn my insides out&lt;br /&gt;and Smother me&lt;br /&gt;Warm and alive I'm all over you&lt;br /&gt;would you smother me?(4X- smother me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm alone time goes so slow&lt;br /&gt;I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;and how my mistakes have made&lt;br /&gt;Your heart break&lt;br /&gt;Still I need you here with me&lt;br /&gt;So Baby I'm, Baby I'm here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can breathe, turn my insides out&lt;br /&gt;and Smother me(smother me)&lt;br /&gt;Warm and alive I'm all over you&lt;br /&gt;would you smother me?(don't let me be alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I can breathe, turn my insides out&lt;br /&gt;and Smother me(smother me)&lt;br /&gt;Warm and alive I'm all over you&lt;br /&gt;would you smother me?(3X smother me)&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one who calls you baby&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one who calls you baby&lt;br /&gt;All the time&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one who calls you baby&lt;br /&gt;the one who calls you baby.&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/231590834230591600-7915557754781603874?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/7915557754781603874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=7915557754781603874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7915557754781603874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7915557754781603874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/05/smother-me_18.html' title='smother me'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8750253935678992928</id><published>2009-05-17T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:13:33.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the knots were tied!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/ShDDvBW6slI/AAAAAAAAAME/scfGiJr9UYo/s1600-h/New+Image.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336980771019862610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/ShDDvBW6slI/AAAAAAAAAME/scfGiJr9UYo/s400/New+Image.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT YOU SEE IS REAL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MRS. LIZLEE SOLDEVILLA AND MR. MARK ALLEN SOLDEVILLA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-8750253935678992928?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8750253935678992928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8750253935678992928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8750253935678992928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8750253935678992928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/05/knots-were-tied.html' title='the knots were tied!!!!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/ShDDvBW6slI/AAAAAAAAAME/scfGiJr9UYo/s72-c/New+Image.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-3334926280885167342</id><published>2009-03-24T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:33:36.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>237 reasons of having sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="reckszanne" author_possessive="reckszanne's"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl01_ctl00_lblContentHeadline"&gt;237 Reasons to Have Sex&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span id="ctl01_ctl00_lblContentIntroCopy"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl01_ctl00_lblContentByline"&gt; by John M. Grohol, Psy.D. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl01_ctl00_lblContentDeck"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="ctl01_ctl00_lblFirstArticleParagraph"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="ctl01_ctl00_lblBodyContent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not sure who asked the question to begin with (as though you needed a reason!), but here is the full list of 237 reasons that people said why they have sex:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I was ''in the heat of the moment.''&lt;br /&gt;2. It just happened.&lt;br /&gt;3. I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;4. It just seemed like ''the thing to do.''&lt;br /&gt;5. Someone dared me.&lt;br /&gt;6. I desired emotional closeness "(i.e.," intimacy).&lt;br /&gt;7. I wanted to feel closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;8. I wanted to gain acceptance from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;9. It's "exciting," adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;10. I wanted to make up after a fight.&lt;br /&gt;11. I wanted to get rid of aggression.&lt;br /&gt;12. I was under the influence of drugs.&lt;br /&gt;13. I wanted to have something to tell my friends.&lt;br /&gt;14. I wanted to express my love for the person.&lt;br /&gt;15. I wanted to experience the physical pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;16. I wanted to show my affection to the person.&lt;br /&gt;17. I felt like I owed it to the person.&lt;br /&gt;18. I was attracted to the person.&lt;br /&gt;19. I was sexually aroused and wanted the release.&lt;br /&gt;20. My friends were having sex and I wanted to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;21. It feels good.&lt;br /&gt;22. My partner kept insisting.&lt;br /&gt;23. The person was famous and I wanted to be able to say I had sex with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;24. I was physically forced to.&lt;br /&gt;25. I was verbally coerced into it.&lt;br /&gt;26. I wanted the person to love me.&lt;br /&gt;27. I wanted to have a child.&lt;br /&gt;28. I wanted to make someone else jealous.&lt;br /&gt;29. I wanted to have more sex than my friends.&lt;br /&gt;30. I was married and you're supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;31. I was tired of being a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;32. I was ''horny.''&lt;br /&gt;33. I wanted to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;34. I was feeling lonely.&lt;br /&gt;35. Everyone else was having sex.&lt;br /&gt;36. I wanted the attention.&lt;br /&gt;37. It was easier to ''go all the way'' than to stop.&lt;br /&gt;38. I wanted to ensure the relationship was ''committed.''&lt;br /&gt;39. I was competing with someone else to ''get the person.''&lt;br /&gt;40. I wanted to ''gain control'' of the person.&lt;br /&gt;41. I was curious about what the person was like in bed.&lt;br /&gt;42. I was curious about sex.&lt;br /&gt;43. I wanted to feel attractive.&lt;br /&gt;44. I wanted to please my partner.&lt;br /&gt;45. I wanted to display submission.&lt;br /&gt;46. I wanted to release anxiety/stress.&lt;br /&gt;47. I didn't know how to say ''no.''&lt;br /&gt;48. I felt like it was my duty.&lt;br /&gt;49. I wanted to end the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;50 My friends pressured me into it.&lt;br /&gt;51. I wanted the adventure/excitement.&lt;br /&gt;52. I wanted the experience.&lt;br /&gt;53. I felt obligated to.&lt;br /&gt;54. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;55. I wanted to get even with someone "(i.e.," get revenge).&lt;br /&gt;56. I wanted to be popular.&lt;br /&gt;57. It would get me gifts.&lt;br /&gt;58. I wanted to act out a fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;59. I hadn't had sex for a while.&lt;br /&gt;60. The person was ''available.''&lt;br /&gt;61. I didn't want to ''lose'' the person.&lt;br /&gt;62. I thought it would help ''trap'' a new partner.&lt;br /&gt;63. I wanted to make someone else jealous.&lt;br /&gt;64. I felt sorry for the person.&lt;br /&gt;65. I wanted to feel powerful.&lt;br /&gt;66. I wanted to ''possess'' the person.&lt;br /&gt;67. I wanted to release tension.&lt;br /&gt;68. I wanted to feel good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;69. I was slumming.&lt;br /&gt;70. I felt rebellious.&lt;br /&gt;71. I wanted to intensify my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;72. It seemed like the natural next step.&lt;br /&gt;73. I wanted to be nice.&lt;br /&gt;74. I wanted to feel connected to the person.&lt;br /&gt;75. I wanted to feel young.&lt;br /&gt;76. I wanted to manipulate him/her into doing something for me.&lt;br /&gt;77. I wanted him/her to stop bugging me about sex.&lt;br /&gt;78. I wanted to hurt/humiliate the person.&lt;br /&gt;79. I wanted the person to feel good about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;80. I didn't want to disappoint the person.&lt;br /&gt;81. I was trying to ''get over'' an earlier person/relationship.&lt;br /&gt;82. I wanted to reaffirm my sexual orientation.&lt;br /&gt;83. I wanted to try out new sexual techniques or positions.&lt;br /&gt;84. I felt guilty.&lt;br /&gt;85. My hormones were out of control.&lt;br /&gt;86. It was the only way my partner would spend time with me.&lt;br /&gt;87. It became a habit.&lt;br /&gt;88. I wanted to keep my partner happy.&lt;br /&gt;89. I had no self-control.&lt;br /&gt;90. I wanted to communicate at a deeper level.&lt;br /&gt;91. I was afraid my partner would have an affair if I didn't have sex with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;92. I was curious about my sexual abilities.&lt;br /&gt;93. I wanted a ''spiritual'' experience.&lt;br /&gt;94. It was just part of the relationship ''routine''.&lt;br /&gt;95. I wanted to lose my inhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;96. I got ''carried away.''&lt;br /&gt;97. I needed another ''notch on my belt.''&lt;br /&gt;98. The person demanded that I have sex with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;99. The opportunity presented itself.&lt;br /&gt;100. I wanted to see what it would be like to have sex while stoned "(e.g.," on marijuana or some other drug).&lt;br /&gt;101. It's considered ''taboo'' by society.&lt;br /&gt;102. I wanted to increase the number of sex partners I had experienced.&lt;br /&gt;103. The person was too ''hot'' (sexy) to resist.&lt;br /&gt;104. I thought it would relax me.&lt;br /&gt;105. I thought it would make me feel healthy.&lt;br /&gt;106. I wanted to experiment with new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;107. I wanted to see what it would be like to have sex with another person.&lt;br /&gt;108. I thought it would help me to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;109. I could brag to other people about my sexual experience.&lt;br /&gt;110. It would allow me to ''get sex out of my system'' so that I could focus on other things.&lt;br /&gt;111. I wanted to decrease my partner's desire to have sex with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;112. It would damage my reputation if I said ''no.''&lt;br /&gt;113. The person was too physically attractive to resist.&lt;br /&gt;114. I wanted to celebrate something.&lt;br /&gt;115. I was seduced.&lt;br /&gt;116. I wanted to make the person feel better about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;117. I wanted to increase the emotional bond by having sex.&lt;br /&gt;118. I wanted to see whether sex with a different partner would feel different or better.&lt;br /&gt;119. I was mad at my "partner," so I had sex with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;120. I wanted to fulfill a previous promise to my partner.&lt;br /&gt;121. It was expected of me.&lt;br /&gt;122. I wanted to keep my partner from straying.&lt;br /&gt;123. I wanted the pure pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;124. I wanted to dominate the other person.&lt;br /&gt;125. I wanted to make a conquest.&lt;br /&gt;126. I'm addicted to sex.&lt;br /&gt;127. It was a favor to someone.&lt;br /&gt;128. I wanted to be used or degraded.&lt;br /&gt;129. Someone offered me money to do it.&lt;br /&gt;130. I was drunk.&lt;br /&gt;131. It seemed like good exercise.&lt;br /&gt;132. I was pressured into doing it.&lt;br /&gt;133. The person offered to give me drugs for doing it.&lt;br /&gt;134. I was frustrated and needed relief.&lt;br /&gt;135. It was a romantic setting.&lt;br /&gt;136. I felt insecure.&lt;br /&gt;137. My regular partner is "boring," so I had sex with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;138. I was on the ''rebound'' from another relationship.&lt;br /&gt;139. I wanted to boost my self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;140. I wanted to get my partner to stay with me.&lt;br /&gt;141. Because of a bet.&lt;br /&gt;142. It was a special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;143. I wanted to get a special favor from someone.&lt;br /&gt;144. I wanted to get back at my partner for having cheated on me.&lt;br /&gt;145. I wanted to enhance my reputation.&lt;br /&gt;146. I wanted to keep warm.&lt;br /&gt;147. I wanted to punish myself.&lt;br /&gt;148. I wanted to break up a rival's relationship by having sex with his/her partner.&lt;br /&gt;149. I wanted to stop my partners' nagging.&lt;br /&gt;150. I wanted to impress friends.&lt;br /&gt;151. I wanted to achieve an orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;152. I wanted to brag to my friends about my conquests.&lt;br /&gt;153. I wanted to improve my sexual skills.&lt;br /&gt;154. I wanted to get a job.&lt;br /&gt;155. I wanted to get a raise.&lt;br /&gt;156. I wanted to get a promotion.&lt;br /&gt;157. I wanted to satisfy a compulsion.&lt;br /&gt;158. I wanted to make money.&lt;br /&gt;159. I wanted to keep my partner satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;160. I wanted to change the topic of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;161. I wanted to get out of doing something.&lt;br /&gt;162. I wanted to test my compatibility with a new partner.&lt;br /&gt;163. I wanted to get a partner to express love.&lt;br /&gt;164. I wanted to put the passion back into my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;165. I wanted to prevent a breakup.&lt;br /&gt;166. I wanted to become one with another person.&lt;br /&gt;167. I wanted to get a favor from someone.&lt;br /&gt;168. I wanted to breakup my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;169. I wanted to give someone else a sexually transmitted disease "(e.g.," "herpes," AIDS).&lt;br /&gt;170. I wanted to breakup another's relationship.&lt;br /&gt;171. I wanted to avoid hurting someone's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;172. I wanted to make myself feel better about myself.&lt;br /&gt;173. I wanted to get rid of a headache.&lt;br /&gt;174. I was afraid to say ''no'' due to the possibility of physical harm.&lt;br /&gt;175. I wanted to keep my partner from straying.&lt;br /&gt;176. I wanted to burn calories.&lt;br /&gt;177. I wanted to even the score with a cheating partner.&lt;br /&gt;178. I wanted to hurt an enemy.&lt;br /&gt;179. I wanted to feel older.&lt;br /&gt;180. I wanted to raise my self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;181. It was an initiation rite to a club or organization.&lt;br /&gt;182. I wanted to become more focused on work – sexual thoughts are distracting.&lt;br /&gt;183. I wanted to say ''I've missed you.''&lt;br /&gt;184. I wanted to celebrate a birthday or anniversary or special occasion.&lt;br /&gt;185. I wanted to say ''I'm sorry.''&lt;br /&gt;186. I wanted to return a favor.&lt;br /&gt;187. I wanted to say ''Thank you.''&lt;br /&gt;188. I wanted to welcome someone home.&lt;br /&gt;189. I wanted to say ''goodbye.''&lt;br /&gt;190. I wanted to defy my parents.&lt;br /&gt;191. I wanted to relieve menstrual cramps.&lt;br /&gt;192. I wanted to relieve ''blue balls.''&lt;br /&gt;193. I wanted to get the most out of life.&lt;br /&gt;194. I wanted to feel feminine.&lt;br /&gt;195. I wanted to feel masculine.&lt;br /&gt;196. I am a sex addict.&lt;br /&gt;197. I wanted to see what all the fuss is about.&lt;br /&gt;198. I thought it would boost my social status.&lt;br /&gt;199. The person had a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;200. The person's physical appearance turned me on.&lt;br /&gt;201. The person was a good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;202. Someone had told me that this person was good in bed.&lt;br /&gt;203. The person had beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;204. The person made me feel sexy.&lt;br /&gt;205. An erotic movie had turned me on.&lt;br /&gt;206. The person had taken me out for an expensive dinner.&lt;br /&gt;207. The person was a good kisser.&lt;br /&gt;208. The person had bought me jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;209. The person had a great sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;210. The person seemed self-confident.&lt;br /&gt;211. The person really desired me.&lt;br /&gt;212. The person was really desired by others.&lt;br /&gt;213. I wanted to gain access to that person's friend.&lt;br /&gt;214. I felt jealous.&lt;br /&gt;215. The person flattered me.&lt;br /&gt;216. I wanted to see if I could get the other person into bed.&lt;br /&gt;217. The person had a desirable body.&lt;br /&gt;218. I had not had sex in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;219. The person smelled nice.&lt;br /&gt;220. The person had an attractive face.&lt;br /&gt;221. I saw the person naked and could not resist.&lt;br /&gt;222. I was turned on by the sexual conversation.&lt;br /&gt;223. The person was intelligent.&lt;br /&gt;224. The person caressed me.&lt;br /&gt;225. The person wore revealing clothes.&lt;br /&gt;226. The person had too much to drink and I was able to take advantage of them.&lt;br /&gt;227. I knew the person was usually ''out of my league.''&lt;br /&gt;228. The person was mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;229. I realized I was in love.&lt;br /&gt;230. I wanted to forget about my problems.&lt;br /&gt;231. I wanted to reproduce.&lt;br /&gt;232. I wanted to feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;233. I wanted my partner to notice me.&lt;br /&gt;234. I wanted to help my partner forget about their problems.&lt;br /&gt;235. I wanted to lift my partner's spirits.&lt;br /&gt;236. I wanted to submit to my partner.&lt;br /&gt;237. I wanted to make my partner feel powerful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This list comes from a University of Texas study published August 2007 issue of the &lt;em&gt;Archives of Sexual Behavior&lt;/em&gt; . It asked 400 students and volunteers why they had sex. Keep in mind, most of the subjects were college-age students &lt;/p&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/231590834230591600-3334926280885167342?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/3334926280885167342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=3334926280885167342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3334926280885167342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3334926280885167342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/03/237-reasons-of-having-sex.html' title='237 reasons of having sex'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-2059769811609860224</id><published>2009-02-20T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:30:12.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baBy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="shoutouttxt" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"infant" derived from the Latin word infans, meaning "unable to speak."&lt;br /&gt; ----- but they do have finger nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-2059769811609860224?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/2059769811609860224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=2059769811609860224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/2059769811609860224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/2059769811609860224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby.html' title='baBy'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-7349519129402235728</id><published>2009-02-06T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:54:38.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>they tell lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SY0F3NbZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kAjyZjYujN8/s1600-h/boys_tell_lies__by_blackisthecolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 374px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SY0F3NbZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kAjyZjYujN8/s400/boys_tell_lies__by_blackisthecolour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299898782540493202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the best lie he ever said----&gt; "biyaan lang tika ug mamatay na ko"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tan-awon bitaw nato...bantay ka lang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-7349519129402235728?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/7349519129402235728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=7349519129402235728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7349519129402235728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7349519129402235728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-tell-lies.html' title='they tell lies'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SY0F3NbZ8ZI/AAAAAAAAAL0/kAjyZjYujN8/s72-c/boys_tell_lies__by_blackisthecolour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-5503429130812327967</id><published>2009-02-03T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:17:53.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this it?End?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SYlABUp7-mI/AAAAAAAAALs/QThgvCaIDGM/s1600-h/lie____by_OniricScarecrow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SYlABUp7-mI/AAAAAAAAALs/QThgvCaIDGM/s400/lie____by_OniricScarecrow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298836828046752354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I wish I knew what was going through your mind while you were faking it all that time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you're as cold as ice and wouldn't return my kisses..is it not warm enough for you?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; how could you promise to never hurt me then lied to me..on my face?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; why can't you see everything would've been alright if you'd been honest if only you hadn't lied&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;man...you know I'm not dumb...i would always know what's a lie and what's not..&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I'm only giving you a hard time cause I'm hurting couldn't you see I was falling? I thought "we" were working.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but how could this work now that you lied?i cannot trust you any longer...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; you said you didn't wanna hurt me you wanted to be good. So what did you think would happen when I found out the truth in the end?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;             You did what I feared most When I started to trust you, You took advantage of me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I thought you told me you changed, and i even changed for you yet you were still the same.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; You're still the guy I used to know, And I can't take it...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I used to think you were all I need, now you're my worst enemy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; You killed my soul, I'm dead. I swear to God You shall regret it, Soon.&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/231590834230591600-5503429130812327967?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/5503429130812327967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=5503429130812327967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/5503429130812327967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/5503429130812327967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/02/is-this-itend.html' title='is this it?End?'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SYlABUp7-mI/AAAAAAAAALs/QThgvCaIDGM/s72-c/lie____by_OniricScarecrow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-3969108172490380747</id><published>2009-01-30T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:46:15.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ate to her baby sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SYPFgQGXjMI/AAAAAAAAALk/yNG2byyQ6bo/s1600-h/1_303498910l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SYPFgQGXjMI/AAAAAAAAALk/yNG2byyQ6bo/s400/1_303498910l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297294744585997506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grew up together with the same nanay and tatay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; You're the only sister I ever had...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; We never shared a room though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I hated having you in a room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; As a little child you are, you're so disastrous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; As time went by, you became my best friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; The one I could trust my secret, until the end...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; When I needed someone to talk to , an ear to whisper on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You were there standing inside that crib...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;staring..smiling so sweetly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To me you are so young, and this world's too big..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I may have shared you my secrets before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You didn't understood any of those anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yes you are older now...that's why i can't share anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You might understand my babbles this time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yet you've grown..it's not enough for you to handle my griefs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;My life has changed when i lived away from you, nanay and tatay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You see little sister...things get complicated in the city...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Ate has done things you can never imagine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Back there with you...i had  crushes..but have you ever see me cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Here little lady..I've spent buckets of tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Because i fell in love...which you've yet to feel my dear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When you grow a bit bigger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Maybe you'll feel the searing pain in the heart too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;But as of now...&lt;br /&gt;The pain you know is only when you have a booboo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-3969108172490380747?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/3969108172490380747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=3969108172490380747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3969108172490380747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3969108172490380747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/01/older-lady-to-her-baby-sister.html' title='ate to her baby sister'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SYPFgQGXjMI/AAAAAAAAALk/yNG2byyQ6bo/s72-c/1_303498910l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-2594991626717653615</id><published>2009-01-15T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:48:58.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain----&gt; won't go away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been raining since last night...it's damn so cold...is there a typhoon?...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;naaahh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt;... people of Davao are proud to say, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;walay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bagyo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; Davao". In fact it' s true for about a decade or so...because we are in the Southern part of Mindanao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It is safe from typhoons because it lies outside the typhoon belt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weew&lt;/span&gt;...I learned  that from my geography class this morning in which we coincidentally discussed about the atmosphere...just in time for us understand why weather has come this way...but why is it raining this hard this past days then? why is it this cold? has La Nina came early?or has global warming got to do something about this?last December and early this year, it had been recorded to be the coldest days experienced by the Philippines..it is said that this kind of weather will last up to the end of January and then we'll have to experience an early summer..why the sudden change in climate? well...i really don't know...and I'm still trying to find out...actually my teacher left us that question for my homework...so i guess i should end this here...so i could find the answer... kudos to me...&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/231590834230591600-2594991626717653615?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/2594991626717653615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=2594991626717653615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/2594991626717653615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/2594991626717653615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/01/rain-rain-wont-go-away.html' title='rain rain----&gt; won&apos;t go away....'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-97622358043228299</id><published>2009-01-06T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:46:54.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a new year...and a new me? NOT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;" &gt; as 2008 ended, just anyone would start thinking about becoming and making NEW...new as in goodbye to the old, filthy, ugly things last year. that should include going out shopping for new things to replace the old ones...but to me...nah uhh...no such thing as that...i'm facing a new year with the same old me...no shopping...no new clothes...no new shoes....new bag or even a new boyfriend!--i wouldn't want the last anyway...who said i don't want something new???? I do! but i just can't have...why....i got no bills...hummmmmn...yeah..yeah...what can a poor girl do about that? i'll just have to change my inner me...someone's helping me...and it started yesterday...i felt good on the first stage of renewing myself as receiving Him into my life...i just hope this will be a success...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new year's resolution&lt;/span&gt;.... charrrraaaaannnn....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;save&lt;/span&gt;...yes...learn to save money...so i could have something new next year....&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/231590834230591600-97622358043228299?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/97622358043228299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=97622358043228299&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/97622358043228299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/97622358043228299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-new-yearand-new-me-not.html' title='it&apos;s a new year...and a new me? NOT!!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-7232862921305597102</id><published>2008-12-11T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:56:37.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm still here...and i feel so high</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well...well....wel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;l...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;just posting for the sake of having a new post....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ohhhhh...not really...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm posting this...to let you know how i feel...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SUHfkanG9jI/AAAAAAAAALU/gkVsUlJSRhQ/s1600-h/1_240762450l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SUHfkanG9jI/AAAAAAAAALU/gkVsUlJSRhQ/s400/1_240762450l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278746054966572594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i was not given much time to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; visi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;t her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;e...w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ell...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;actu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ally...i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;was giv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;n much much much time...i just won't use it...see...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm too hooked with my love life...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i could even say I'm a full time girlfriend and part time student...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;well....that's what love can do....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i could leave everything in my life behind and just stay by his side...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i could die by my lovers side...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i don't fear anything...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i don't worry a thing...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;as long as he's by my side...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i already have everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SUHfSROQ0AI/AAAAAAAAALM/KnlVbrQtDLw/s1600-h/1_998717106l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SUHfSROQ0AI/AAAAAAAAALM/KnlVbrQtDLw/s400/1_998717106l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278745743208796162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-7232862921305597102?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/7232862921305597102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=7232862921305597102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7232862921305597102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7232862921305597102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-still-hereand-i-feel-so-high.html' title='i&apos;m still here...and i feel so high'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SUHfkanG9jI/AAAAAAAAALU/gkVsUlJSRhQ/s72-c/1_240762450l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8185940871127890259</id><published>2008-11-07T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:05:41.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my oh  my...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;what a news...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i was really shocked to find out that one of my  favorite guy classmates has finally become a young father...and his preggy partner was a close friend of mine..why did they have to do that now that graduation is up close?hmmmnnnn..I'll just pray they'd have a good life with a baby around...i still think they're too young for such responsibilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-8185940871127890259?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8185940871127890259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8185940871127890259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8185940871127890259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8185940871127890259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-oh-my.html' title='my oh  my...'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-1636145122386978181</id><published>2008-10-19T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:43:48.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm at home now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;back to my home town...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's good to be here...I'm free from all the worries of the world of academe. no plates, no papers to do..no anyhting except for the nagging mother and my terror father...and this boring town...hahaha..it's not too good to stay here then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-1636145122386978181?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/1636145122386978181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=1636145122386978181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1636145122386978181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1636145122386978181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-290057888105890315</id><published>2008-10-15T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T16:32:45.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so tired!i've had enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;the person didn't just took my old friendster account from me,&lt;br /&gt;he now took my new one too, the one i made to replace what he took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from me..why?has he not know was mercy is?&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i did not do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to him!why does he have to do this to me?i  hate you! whoever you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are!you might want to take my other stuff?have you had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough?fu**er!!!!!!&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/231590834230591600-290057888105890315?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/290057888105890315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=290057888105890315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/290057888105890315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/290057888105890315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-tiredive-had-enough.html' title='i&apos;m so tired!i&apos;ve had enough!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8924663731305269691</id><published>2008-10-05T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:39:27.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>asa ka kita ani?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a math teacher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7jeicv_0mI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7jeicv_0mI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;na magRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ani jud mahitabo...pag ang rapper mahimong teacher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;KUDOS ! YOUNGMAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha..la jud ko pananghid ani ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/231590834230591600-8924663731305269691?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8924663731305269691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8924663731305269691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8924663731305269691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8924663731305269691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/10/asa-ka-kita-ani.html' title='asa ka kita ani?'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-1049242535656716579</id><published>2008-10-05T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:23:59.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idol!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SOmu3IumpPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zYuXh49xRFM/s1600-h/1_990248020l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SOmu3IumpPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zYuXh49xRFM/s400/1_990248020l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253922702563386610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the song is called "when" &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;lyrics my youngmah, performed by youngmah,beetoo and mike and sabz?&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;banga pa daw si mike,sabz  ug beetoo ani..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pero karon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;awww..mutumba na ug lata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;ako nang mga talented na brods and sister!&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3MAKBOUySI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w3MAKBOUySI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-nBzz_GUIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6-nBzz_GUIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-1049242535656716579?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/1049242535656716579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=1049242535656716579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1049242535656716579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1049242535656716579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/10/idol.html' title='idol!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SOmu3IumpPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/zYuXh49xRFM/s72-c/1_990248020l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8212253726508783234</id><published>2008-10-03T02:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T02:42:17.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my hair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SOXor4DIA2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/87bYLkS25tE/s1600-h/longhair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SOXor4DIA2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/87bYLkS25tE/s400/longhair.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252860380875064162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;this was september last year..look at that.. i still have my long hair...&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/231590834230591600-8212253726508783234?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8212253726508783234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8212253726508783234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8212253726508783234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8212253726508783234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-miss-my-hair.html' title='i miss my hair!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SOXor4DIA2I/AAAAAAAAAKk/87bYLkS25tE/s72-c/longhair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8051214280251170409</id><published>2008-09-27T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:13:09.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>failing and falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SN4G9e-d97I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QDTsjoPgijo/s1600-h/Failing_by_Aliie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SN4G9e-d97I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QDTsjoPgijo/s400/Failing_by_Aliie.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250641868917438386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i thought i was getting used to it..you know..like failing all my math and physics related subjects each year!i really thought!i haven't cried a tear or felt depressed the moment i knew i was to fail..and would fall so hard on the ground! but after a sleep..i wake up feeling  so weak..and started to cry..i do not just fail my grades!but also my parents expectations!poor me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &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/231590834230591600-8051214280251170409?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8051214280251170409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8051214280251170409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8051214280251170409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8051214280251170409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/failing-and-falling.html' title='failing and falling'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SN4G9e-d97I/AAAAAAAAAKc/QDTsjoPgijo/s72-c/Failing_by_Aliie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-3072327142131363287</id><published>2008-09-24T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:26:58.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT RAW-EAT DEAD-SURVIVE THE WILDERNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lFg_Jy0c_g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7lFg_Jy0c_g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EOvF4n7-5F4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EOvF4n7-5F4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL YOU DO THESE?JUST TO SURVIVE?EWWWW..TRY WATCHING THIS WHILE YOU EAT YOUR DECENT MEAL AND LET'S SEE IF YOU SURVIVE.&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/231590834230591600-3072327142131363287?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/3072327142131363287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=3072327142131363287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3072327142131363287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3072327142131363287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/eat-raw-eat-dead-survive-wilderness.html' title='EAT RAW-EAT DEAD-SURVIVE THE WILDERNESS'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-6595276652959827226</id><published>2008-09-24T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:17:22.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'ZE NUMBER EIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNr3SU_9TnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LmZ4Ay4G65Q/s1600-h/After_Eight_by_Creatures_Of_Earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNr3SU_9TnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LmZ4Ay4G65Q/s400/After_Eight_by_Creatures_Of_Earth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249780209900408434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;this "WHY 8" tag's from Eric..here are eight facts about me that I would never think twice sharing you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1.I am a Woman..a real one, I never had a doubt about my sexual orientation...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. I am passionate, i never think twice in showing passion to the one i love..I'd show my love and affection at anytime and at any place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. I love green..anything green except those that are slimy(eeewwww)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. I study BS Architecture at the University of the Philippines Mindanao and currently on my senior year now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. I usually hangout with friends late night 'til dawn..but it's been 3 weeks since i stopped..i even stopped smoking and drinking..i'm stopping for good..as in no more coming back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. I love to eat, it'll  do as my hobby!hehaaah..that's why I'm starting to gain weight..i just eat anything..as long as it's accepted to be called food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. I love adventure, but i haven't had any good enough to be called adventure for the past 4 years..I'm too busy at school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8.i love being loved..i really like knowing that someone loves me..and hate it when i fell unloved..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the only people i could share this tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myramraz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Myra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flirt-wind.net/"&gt;Nelson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueblinx.multiply.com/"&gt;Brylle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ilovetaho.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rayad05.multiply.com/"&gt;Kamille&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nyat.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://saltedbukayo.blogspot.com/"&gt;jacob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ykob.blogspot.com/"&gt;eric&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;The Rules  for this tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-6595276652959827226?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/6595276652959827226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=6595276652959827226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6595276652959827226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6595276652959827226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-8.html' title='&apos;ZE NUMBER EIGHT'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNr3SU_9TnI/AAAAAAAAAKU/LmZ4Ay4G65Q/s72-c/After_Eight_by_Creatures_Of_Earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-1787325820328761267</id><published>2008-09-18T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T23:45:31.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you're all her's-i have my own now</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNNITWsNHJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4sDXkoPOFXg/s1600-h/lizlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNNITWsNHJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4sDXkoPOFXg/s320/lizlee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247617488162462866" border="0" /&gt;             &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who knew it would hurt this hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actually we both knew it was coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you called me liar to my face!my beautiful face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's good we know who the liar is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hope she fulfills you now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like she did to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i know is...i never really loved you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i never felt in you  what i feel for him now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's my first time to fall in love then..&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/231590834230591600-1787325820328761267?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/1787325820328761267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=1787325820328761267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1787325820328761267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1787325820328761267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-all-hers-i-have-my-own-now.html' title='you&apos;re all her&apos;s-i have my own now'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNNITWsNHJI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4sDXkoPOFXg/s72-c/lizlee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-4519824887861664109</id><published>2008-09-17T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T06:01:24.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>post..post..post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whhhhaaaaaaaaaat a name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tsk tsk tsk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i didn't meant it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why?is there something wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you meet a person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you realize you call your lovers in same way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatl's wrong about it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weeeeeeeeeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't care if it's wrong anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;-MOOCHIE-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/231590834230591600-4519824887861664109?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/4519824887861664109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=4519824887861664109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/4519824887861664109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/4519824887861664109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/postpostpost.html' title='post..post..post'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-2959045951916279473</id><published>2008-09-15T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:16:11.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a very long 24-hour party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what a long day it was..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the best birthday I've ever had..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my brother and my lover..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they got along with each other too well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i suddenly noticed they look similar in many angles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they're like brothers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were both drunk and both look so funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they really made me so happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you for giving me the best day of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you manghod..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thankyou my moochie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i sang this song for them last night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTopziRjt3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XTopziRjt3Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" 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href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/very-long-24-hour-party.html' title='a very long 24-hour party'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-7262821799481940268</id><published>2008-09-09T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:26:51.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIX LONG YEARS IN COLLEGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Lizlee I. Nomananap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; 4 BSA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Plan of study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4th Yr. 1st sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Phys 71    - 4 units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR34       - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR60       - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR41       - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MST3      - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NSTP1     -(3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PE2          -(2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                 17 units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4th yr. 2nd sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Phys 72    - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR35       - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR42       - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR61       - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Math 37  - 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ar26        - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;NSTP 2    -  (3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;                 22 units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Summer S.Y 09-10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR27   - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE       - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;              6 units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5th yr. 1st sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR36  - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 51  - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 62  - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE       -3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE       -3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR71   - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;          19units&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;5th yr 2nd sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 52 - 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 59 - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 63 - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 47 - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 43  - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR  72 - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;PI 100  - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;            20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;6th yr. st sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR73   -3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AR 58  - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE       - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE        - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE        - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;GE        - 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;               18 units&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus another sem maybe..extension for my Thesis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...&lt;br /&gt;6 yrs in college?&lt;br /&gt;oh my! it's just supposed to be FIVE!&lt;br /&gt;guess i have 2 more years as a student...&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/231590834230591600-7262821799481940268?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/7262821799481940268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=7262821799481940268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7262821799481940268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7262821799481940268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/six-long-years-in-college.html' title='SIX LONG YEARS IN COLLEGE'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-6878874562750438868</id><published>2008-09-09T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T02:37:18.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gi-rape: nangayo ug hustisya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Thaaaaaaaaaabaaaaaaaaang!taga-i kog Justice mga kiki!&lt;br /&gt;ako gi-rape sa usa ka babaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMZBP11ubGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K5-UXJiw9oU/s1600-h/bayot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMZBP11ubGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K5-UXJiw9oU/s320/bayot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243950556525784162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mura ba jud siya ug gi-rape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas mura man hinoun ug nanghagit magparape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero actually..nanghagit jud..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;mura lang gling porma ug gi-rape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dong?pagtarong ba...&lt;br /&gt;abi plang gidaog-daog ka...&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/231590834230591600-6878874562750438868?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/6878874562750438868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=6878874562750438868&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6878874562750438868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6878874562750438868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/gi-rape-nangayo-ug-hustisya.html' title='gi-rape: nangayo ug hustisya'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMZBP11ubGI/AAAAAAAAAGM/K5-UXJiw9oU/s72-c/bayot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-6331387616270449264</id><published>2008-09-08T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:36:50.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a short baby drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXPZNvh0_I/AAAAAAAAACE/BH3Mtf2a660/s1600-h/baby+gabby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXPZNvh0_I/AAAAAAAAACE/BH3Mtf2a660/s320/baby+gabby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243825373235500018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am Gabby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXPpdKRIhI/AAAAAAAAACM/QzLdq12Xsgo/s1600-h/gabby9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXPpdKRIhI/AAAAAAAAACM/QzLdq12Xsgo/s320/gabby9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243825652252090898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&lt;/style&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;one  day i traveled far to discover the mysteries of the world&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;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQFgL3x4I/AAAAAAAAACU/QaG605Zw92Y/s1600-h/gabby8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQFgL3x4I/AAAAAAAAACU/QaG605Zw92Y/s320/gabby8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243826134100461442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and met the man I've been waiting for..my soul mate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rashid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we learned to love each other in no time..we were for each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know we were...i love him dearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQgjpTZ_I/AAAAAAAAACc/tK2uq3Ob4C8/s1600-h/gabby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQgjpTZ_I/AAAAAAAAACc/tK2uq3Ob4C8/s320/gabby2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243826598885681138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;until my parents stood between us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQ6fpjFeI/AAAAAAAAACs/D2i0EewzZIg/s1600-h/gabby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQ6fpjFeI/AAAAAAAAACs/D2i0EewzZIg/s320/gabby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243827044489565666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they took him away from me..and i had no choice but let go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had no enough courage to fight for our love..and so did he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQugb3gsI/AAAAAAAAACk/EKELGvw3fS8/s1600-h/gabby3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXQugb3gsI/AAAAAAAAACk/EKELGvw3fS8/s320/gabby3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243826838542189250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;   	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i never stop thinking about him since then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXRaRXIZAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W5eqAiKXiVM/s1600-h/gabby4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXRaRXIZAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/W5eqAiKXiVM/s320/gabby4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243827590410036226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was so depressed and didn't know what to do with my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXRwMiJd-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/O_yiaT-UmRA/s1600-h/gabby5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXRwMiJd-I/AAAAAAAAAC8/O_yiaT-UmRA/s320/gabby5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243827967071188962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;   	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i spend hours of staring at nothing..i was so weak..tired..i wanted to die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXSBT5f2TI/AAAAAAAAADE/mRqKEJyVdFY/s1600-h/gabby6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXSBT5f2TI/AAAAAAAAADE/mRqKEJyVdFY/s320/gabby6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243828261105948978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;   	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i cried like a baby..i wasted myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXSWf8p7LI/AAAAAAAAADM/HSqp7SZhFIY/s1600-h/gabby7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXSWf8p7LI/AAAAAAAAADM/HSqp7SZhFIY/s320/gabby7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243828625117670578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   	&lt;meta equiv="CONTENT-TYPE" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;title&gt;&lt;/title&gt;&lt;meta name="GENERATOR" content="OpenOffice.org 2.2  (Linux)"&gt;&lt;meta name="AUTHOR" content="cor est"&gt;&lt;meta name="CREATED" content="20021231;19401300"&gt;&lt;meta name="CHANGED" content="16010101;0"&gt; 	 	 	 	 	 	&lt;style type="text/css"&gt; 	&lt;!-- 		@page { size: 8.5in 11in; margin: 0.79in } 		P { margin-bottom: 0.08in } 	--&gt; 	&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i got myself drunk like hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="verdana" style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i died...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="verdana" style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="verdana" style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXS0Kq0wvI/AAAAAAAAADU/CGlchBwQ7Fo/s1600-h/gabs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXS0Kq0wvI/AAAAAAAAADU/CGlchBwQ7Fo/s320/gabs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243829134801814258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p face="verdana" style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and lived again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i stood up..and faced the world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;         - END -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="margin-bottom: 0in; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;written by me of course : LIzLeE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haha..this is my niece, Gabrielle..i just had fun looking at her pictures and somewhat noticed there's a little story behind it..and that was it..the story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just wish her mother won't see this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/231590834230591600-6331387616270449264?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/6331387616270449264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=6331387616270449264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6331387616270449264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6331387616270449264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/short-baby-drama.html' title='a short baby drama'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXPZNvh0_I/AAAAAAAAACE/BH3Mtf2a660/s72-c/baby+gabby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-7756467456903944952</id><published>2008-09-08T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T05:30:51.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt;note: it's not emo(for god's sake-DON't Call me EMO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it to be human?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; A question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Unanswerable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Impossible for us to grasp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Why are we here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Another one of our unattainable queries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I feel as though I am being pulled away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; From what is going on around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; From what was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I see no future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And what has passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Floats through my mind as fragments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; As though in a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Something that never happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Drifting in the world of awake and asleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; I wonder if this is all a clever illusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; One a canny angel dreamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And will disappear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Upon its awakening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; To imagine all of this gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; How sad it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; To think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; That something so great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Could meet its end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Upon the end of slumber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Never having been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And never will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Is it being insignificant that we fear most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Is it this fact that makes us want to prove our existence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Or is it the fear that our existence is not real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; That what we do does not matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; In the grand scheme of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Are we arrogant?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Or is this just a world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; Where we have become significant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; And feel so needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;" &gt; That we think this could not be true...            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-7756467456903944952?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/7756467456903944952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=7756467456903944952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7756467456903944952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/7756467456903944952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-is-dream-note-its-not-emofor-gods.html' title='life is a dream'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-534450178238472454</id><published>2008-09-08T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T19:40:04.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'twas  a hell of a trip!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn...wooohooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;what a day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it gave me some back pains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;shoes filthy with mud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;wet pants,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sweat that has some identity crisis(don't know if it's hot or cold),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;and sore feet...and oh!!!stained pants!forgot to bring an extra pad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;  but guess what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was the best day this year..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;where i've been?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sekreto..para bibo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiEiyPQAiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LFRY8GCInKI/s1600-h/eeden8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiEiyPQAiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LFRY8GCInKI/s200/eeden8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244587499209097762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDbxr0F_I/AAAAAAAAAGU/kFCBZbdids8/s200/eeden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244586279289755634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcAOVsrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mNNtwcIUpeU/s1600-h/eeden1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcAOVsrI/AAAAAAAAAGc/mNNtwcIUpeU/s200/eeden1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244586283192660658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcfxuY3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/q7QQpVHLqjg/s1600-h/eeden2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcfxuY3I/AAAAAAAAAGk/q7QQpVHLqjg/s200/eeden2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244586291662578546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcdCXUXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zyYFLF87Dwk/s1600-h/eeden3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcdCXUXI/AAAAAAAAAGs/zyYFLF87Dwk/s200/eeden3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244586290927063410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcjeqNWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RSuHRj3Oxjk/s1600-h/eeden4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiDcjeqNWI/AAAAAAAAAG0/RSuHRj3Oxjk/s200/eeden4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244586292656354658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXY49MKGCI/AAAAAAAAADc/bXmsCTibaTk/s1600-h/eden1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMXY49MKGCI/AAAAAAAAADc/bXmsCTibaTk/s320/eden1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243835814152640546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/231590834230591600-534450178238472454?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/534450178238472454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=534450178238472454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/534450178238472454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/534450178238472454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/twas-hell-of-trip.html' title='&apos;twas  a hell of a trip!!!!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SMiEiyPQAiI/AAAAAAAAAHk/LFRY8GCInKI/s72-c/eeden8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-3982526370088357550</id><published>2008-09-07T02:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:49:29.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just one line!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;nyahaaaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;duh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;all my worries were gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;i turned out laughing like hell and roll down like a dog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;nyahahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;there's nothing inside then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;though it's only seventy percent sure...it'll do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;laugh with me baby...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;i wanna paaarrrttei!&lt;/span&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/231590834230591600-3982526370088357550?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/3982526370088357550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=3982526370088357550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3982526370088357550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3982526370088357550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-one-line.html' title='just one line!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8348909781753677747</id><published>2008-09-01T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T01:16:07.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am lizlee</title><content type='html'>&lt;table  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Lizlee Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she is relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she is light hearted and accepting. she don't get worked up easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what her secret to life is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get her excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. she don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. her biggest problem is making sure she finish the projects she start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she is  incredibly wise and perceptive. she have a lot of life experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she is a natural peacemaker, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; especially good at helping others get along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But keeping the peace in her own life is not easy. she see things very differently, and it's hard to get her to budge.&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she is friendly, charming, and warm. she get along with almost everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;she work hard not to rock the boat. her easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;At times, she can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, she pull it together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-8348909781753677747?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8348909781753677747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8348909781753677747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8348909781753677747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8348909781753677747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-names-lizlee.html' title='i am lizlee'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-1565179500017156224</id><published>2008-08-31T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:09:01.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hell yeah!WE know that....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SLuQWQQb85I/AAAAAAAAABY/JDDir9Xuhiw/s1600-h/Too_Cute_To_Smoke_by_CoKat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SLuQWQQb85I/AAAAAAAAABY/JDDir9Xuhiw/s320/Too_Cute_To_Smoke_by_CoKat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240941303371133842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        WE..as in we - the women of the new society..me and my girlfriends..we are cute!hell yes!we are!...and we love to smoke...&lt;br /&gt;but WE are to hide what we do..from boyfriends,family and other concerned individuals..why? because it has been marked by the society that women as cute as We are..Should NOT smoke! it's been a dogma that we are starting to break..i am not a feminist and this would be the first time I'll talk about fairness between men and women...but why the hell men can smoke freely and women can't?why do girls always look awful with a cigar in between their fingers while guys look good with it? this is just a very small fraction compared to the million issues about women deprived from the right to do things that only men are accepted to do. this isn't new...but hell..it annoys me lot...why do i always have to hide whenever  i have to smoke?&lt;br /&gt;why do i have to tell the store owner that I'm buying it for someone else? this world will never change..my neighbor's spreading gossips..that i am not a good woman..because i drink and smoke..hell..why?did i harm anyone when i do this things?i harm no one...but myself..but so far..I'm here..unharmed! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-1565179500017156224?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/1565179500017156224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=1565179500017156224&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1565179500017156224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1565179500017156224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/08/hell-yeahwe-know-that.html' title='hell yeah!WE know that....'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SLuQWQQb85I/AAAAAAAAABY/JDDir9Xuhiw/s72-c/Too_Cute_To_Smoke_by_CoKat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-6224091286417431024</id><published>2008-08-31T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:52:27.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not ready for this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;whenever i talk about it around other people i pretend to be happy about it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but actually...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i wanna die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;like right this very moment!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i drink to death every night hoping it will dissolve the thing!if it's really in there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I've been waiting for signs of progress for two weeks now but still no traces of it...not a single drop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't wanna go for drugs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hell no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i can't do that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i don't really intend to kill what's inside(if it's really in there&lt;again&gt;)&lt;/again&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i just don't know what to do with it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm not ready for this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i can't run any test yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;it's too early..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;this thing really makes me feel so heavy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm starting to get paranoid...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i never shed tears about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i just always find myself..staring at nothing and everybody starts to notice it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i even ruined my friend's night out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;don't call me EMO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm just simply emotional and that is normal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'm not like those Emo posers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;just this very moment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;all i can say 'bout myself is that I'm confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hell I'm confused...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/231590834230591600-6224091286417431024?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/6224091286417431024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=6224091286417431024&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6224091286417431024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/6224091286417431024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-think-im-gonna-be-mom.html' title='i&apos;m not ready for this'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-4513579920110787917</id><published>2008-08-27T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T00:56:51.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>puzzled...puzzilyzed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SLUIo8M5uFI/AAAAAAAAABI/_HNAmiGVctU/s1600-h/start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SLUIo8M5uFI/AAAAAAAAABI/_HNAmiGVctU/s320/start.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239103240963471442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;hahaha..what a day!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Over&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting over.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its something a lot of people&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; try very hard to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what exactly does&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; starting over&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; mean to anyone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it getting &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; a new start? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it is instead&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; running away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; from things that are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; impossible to avoid?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; which part I'm doing,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; but this is my way of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; starting over.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;             Dark eyes veiled by&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Hair black as night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; As I sleep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Demons haunt my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Sleep flys away from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; As a falcon pursues&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Its prey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Into the ignorance of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; My being.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I here writing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; These things&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; What good do they do me,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or the world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; A door opens into a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Dark world of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Fright and Devastation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; A fire of Death&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Burns&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Around me, are the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Forgotten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Alone&lt;br /&gt;and Afraid these&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; People cling to their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Forgotten lives of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Splendor&lt;br /&gt;and Magnificence&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Where they are the centre of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Everyone's Universe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't know how to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Start over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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title='puzzled...puzzilyzed?'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SLUIo8M5uFI/AAAAAAAAABI/_HNAmiGVctU/s72-c/start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-8990610655125275591</id><published>2008-08-13T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T04:23:22.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tulo ka tuig sa gugma sa LAMDAG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://photos-812.friendster.com/e1/photos/21/82/16122812/1_335533984l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;        wow..i thought it was even longer than three years...much have happened..i thought it took me a decade to pass through the Ups and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ns&lt;/span&gt; and downs of being a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LAMDAG&lt;/span&gt;. Each year when this time comes I'm reminded of how i survived..wooooooh...have i really survived? well i guess so...why would i be here then and call myself a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LAMDAG&lt;/span&gt; if i haven't get through the knees and elbows whacking my legs? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;...memories they are..no traces were left...but it did leave me brothers and sisters who loves me more than i love them..&lt;br /&gt;       they never leave me..they're always there when i cry..(churva..so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ang&lt;/span&gt; tirada)..newayz..i miss them!&lt;br /&gt;we were six when we survived but there was only three of us left to celebrate last night..MYRA, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NInYA&lt;/span&gt; and ME...i miss Mitch olive, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ren&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;taisha&lt;/span&gt;...they were taken away by an unfortunate event...an event that took 32 of my brothers and sisters away from school...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hhuuuuuhhhmmmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&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/231590834230591600-8990610655125275591?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/8990610655125275591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=8990610655125275591&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8990610655125275591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/8990610655125275591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/08/tulo-ka-tuig-sa-gugma-sa-lamdag.html' title='tulo ka tuig sa gugma sa LAMDAG!!!'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-3239648451130602937</id><published>2008-08-12T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:49:56.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>architecture= prostitution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;b&gt; Are you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ARKI&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;1. You work weird (night time) - Overtime ... Just like prostitutes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;2. They pay you to make the client happy... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;3. The client pays a lot of money, but your employer keeps almost every penny... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;4. You are rewarded for fulfilling the client's dreams... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Your friendships fall apart and you end up hanging out with people in the same profession as you... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;6. When you have to meet the client you always have to be perfectly groomed... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;7. But when you go back home it seems like you are coming back from hell... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;8. The client always wants to pay less but expects incredible things from you... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;9. When people ask you about your job, you have difficulties to explain it... Just like a prostitute &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;10. Everyday when you wake up, you say: "I'm not going to spend the rest of my life doing this." Just like a prostitute !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna be a prostitute someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: verdana; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-3239648451130602937?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/3239648451130602937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=3239648451130602937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3239648451130602937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/3239648451130602937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-arki-1.html' title='architecture= prostitution'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-1166252269970961214</id><published>2008-08-12T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T00:53:55.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloopers'/><title type='text'>sweet but sour??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SKE_lBBWFiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mgmhyPQrJSI/s1600-h/strawberry-ripple-lollies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SKE_lBBWFiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mgmhyPQrJSI/s320/strawberry-ripple-lollies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233534147143013922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Strawberry- Yogurt for cough: good or  not?  NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;             Lick the lollipop of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Let it's bitter taste secrete itself into your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; As you search for meaning beyond the strife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; At the end of your black and gray rainbows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Pick a rose of love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Inhale deeply enjoy it's scent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Protect your hand with a glove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Lest you become pricked by thorns of heartache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Lick the lollipop you're given.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; How many licks to the soft, chewy center?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Keep chasing those rainbows as long as your living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; But the ends are never the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Children crying on the playground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; No laughter or smiles today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Life has worn the parents down and they are no where to be found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; This is what you see you're whole world's gray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Lick the lollipop of utter bitterness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Your world will never know how many licks you take to get to the sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; You're still searching the rainbows so colorless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; But at the end you find only mere pots of gold.           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;    I've been suffering from flu for two days now. Yes I do, but i still managed to create a new Blog. I know i had a blog a year ago but i can't remember my password..i haven't updated it for quite a long time now..and finally lose it&lt;br /&gt;  anywayzz..i had lunch at 2pm today.. i then saw these strawberry-yogurt lollipops at our canteen and it really looked so good so i purchased a couple and sucked it out all the way back to my classroom...heck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; i started to cough really really bad..&lt;br /&gt;   what i'm trying to say is..hahahaha..forget about your g**amned guilty pleasures when you have a g**amned cough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-1166252269970961214?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/1166252269970961214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=1166252269970961214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1166252269970961214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/1166252269970961214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/08/sweet-but-sour.html' title='sweet but sour??'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SKE_lBBWFiI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mgmhyPQrJSI/s72-c/strawberry-ripple-lollies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-231590834230591600.post-582817008489483078</id><published>2008-08-11T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T05:04:50.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this was something i was forced to write..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" class="entry-header"&gt;she lied, they died&lt;/h3&gt;      &lt;div class="entry-content"&gt;    &lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;empty speeches,lies,they flow out of your mouth&lt;br /&gt;you need not to shout,you can say all you want&lt;br /&gt;but you better mean it, you better do it&lt;br /&gt;no more apologies will be accepted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every thing's gone high when you were seated&lt;br /&gt;poverty's killing human race,hell's fucking the world!woman!&lt;br /&gt;what are you gonna do now? stop pushing us around!&lt;br /&gt;zip up your shameless mouth, what is it good for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this never-ending story has to end,you got to leave&lt;br /&gt;why not start your way down from that mansion now?&lt;br /&gt;and let us all live,&lt;br /&gt;man, we gotta choose someone better...better than she is..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/231590834230591600-582817008489483078?l=idleitis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/feeds/582817008489483078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=231590834230591600&amp;postID=582817008489483078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/582817008489483078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/231590834230591600/posts/default/582817008489483078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idleitis.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-something-i-was-force-to-write.html' title='this was something i was forced to write..'/><author><name>lizlee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10167258701801940149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lWq6bAQM8Kc/SNbzrHm7OCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/n4foNVnxfhg/S220/liz.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
