<?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-7819750</id><updated>2012-01-10T09:51:36.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LUCIMARY...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399836883913909227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819750.post-109240538603540397</id><published>2004-08-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:56:26.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRONICLES OF MY HIGH SCHOOL FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Totoo… Ang hayskul ang masasabi kong isang parte ng buhay ko na puno ng mga alaalang hinding-hindi ko makakalimutan. Sa humigit na apat na taon kong pamamalagi sa Holy Family Academy [newsite], maraming nilalang ang aking nakahalubilo.. kabilang dito ang aking mga nakabangga, nakaibigan, nakakwentuhan, nakatsismisan tungkol sa latest sa school, nakainisan, nakatabi sa upuan at sahig [covered court], nakasiksikan sa pag-uunahan sa lunch, nakalaban sa mga contests, nakatabi sa pila sa canteen, nakasama sa mga recollections at field trips, nakasabay sa jeep, nakasama sa service, nakasabay maglakad papuntang gasoline station dahil naubusan na ng sasakyan, nakasabay sa kulungan pag late at na-reprimand, nakasabay sa library period, nakasama sa pagtatambay sa corridors, nakaaway nung intrams, at marami pang iba. Ang mga nilalang na ito ay masasabi kong naging parte na ng buhay ko. Sa anumang pamamaraan, tumulong sila sa paghubog ng ‘LUCI’ na nagta-type ngayon. Ang post na ito ay iniaalay ko sa mga ‘friendly friends’ ko na nagbigay kulay sa aking hayskul life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EXILES…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito na marahil ang grupo na masasabi kong naging totoo sa pakikitungo sa akin. Sila ay kabilang sa seksyon EXODUS ’02-’03. Hay! Kung alam lang nila kung papaano nila nabago ang paningin ko sa buhay… Sila ‘yung mga tipo ng tao na ayon kay Bob Ong ay mga ‘Anak ni Rizal’ – mga endangered species sa eskwelahan; straight ‘A’ students pero well rounded at hindi geeks; hari sa akademiks pero may oras pa rin sa extra-curricular activities at gimiks. Oo, ‘yan ang mga Exiles. Sila ang mga taong tinuturing kong mga totoo kong mga kaibigan at hangga ngayon ay ‘barkada’ ko pa rin. Basta, para bang may ‘link’ na nagbubuklod-buklod sa aming lahat gaano man kami kalayo sa isa’t isa. Masayahing tao ang mga ‘to. Pero, alam nila kung kelan at ano ang dapat tawanan at hindi. Alam nila kung kelan dapat maging seryoso at kwela. Marami na rin kaming pinagsamahan. Maraming alaala ang Exiles na hindi ko makakalimutan... ang mga luhang pumatak tuwing may sharing… ang mga problemang naibahagi sa isa’t isa… ang mga halakhak at tawanan na nakakalunas sa matinding pagkainip at problema… ang mga paglalakbay na hindi alam kung saan patutungo… ang mga lakwatsa at kainan mapa McDo, KFC, o Tollhaus na halos inaaraw-araw na… ang mga walang katapusang kantahan ng mga malalakas ang loob pero sintonado… ang mga magdamag na practice [daw?!] sa mga bahay-bahay tuwing mga paligsahan…  ang ‘memorable’ na pagda-dissect ng mga kaawa-awang Rana sa zoology… ang mag ‘nature tripping’ sa botany… ang mga pictorial na kulang na lang e every week na…  at sino ba namang makakalimot sa mga di mabilang na reunions nadinadaluhan naman ng almost 2/3 ng klase at ng adviser na si Ms. Jane… heheh..ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued… inaantok na ko!!!ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819750-109240538603540397?l=noordinarylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/feeds/109240538603540397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819750&amp;postID=109240538603540397' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109240538603540397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109240538603540397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/2004/08/chronicles-of-my-high-school-friends.html' title='CHRONICLES OF MY HIGH SCHOOL FRIENDS'/><author><name>luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399836883913909227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819750.post-109240508266006978</id><published>2004-08-11T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:51:22.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;oion.. na-ospital ako..&lt;br /&gt;* huuuwwaaatt???!!! *&lt;br /&gt;* vaaahhkkeeett??!!! *&lt;br /&gt;ay! ewan! ka-tigasan ng ulo..&lt;br /&gt;oion, peptic acid chu chu…&lt;br /&gt;acidic daw..&lt;br /&gt;RE: hinatulan ako ng napakabigat na sentensya..&lt;br /&gt;ipinagbawal ng aking doctor ang natatanging bisyo ko..&lt;br /&gt;oh no!! huhuhuh.. *tears pouring*&lt;br /&gt;COFFEE at SOFTDRINKS..&lt;br /&gt;goodbye starbucks..&lt;br /&gt;goodbye coffee overdose..&lt;br /&gt;goodbye McDo..&lt;br /&gt;goodbye KFC..&lt;br /&gt;hello tubig, tubig at tubig..&lt;br /&gt;mapa-mineral ka man, distilled o purified..&lt;br /&gt;huhuhuh.. *iyak ulet*&lt;br /&gt;aba! seryoso ako..&lt;br /&gt;goodbye talaga!&lt;br /&gt;masakit yata ung injection ko noh!!&lt;br /&gt;apat yata un.. RE: apat/four!!!&lt;br /&gt;arrraaayyy!!&lt;br /&gt;kung alam nyo lang..&lt;br /&gt;..kung pano ko sinumpa ang nurse na nagturok ng mga yon!&lt;br /&gt;bwahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;hay! basta, ayoko ng mangyari ulit&lt;br /&gt;ang masaklap at masalimoot na pangyayaring iyon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819750-109240508266006978?l=noordinarylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/feeds/109240508266006978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819750&amp;postID=109240508266006978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109240508266006978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109240508266006978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/2004/08/goodbye.html' title='GOODBYE…'/><author><name>luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399836883913909227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819750.post-109133604008103528</id><published>2004-08-01T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T17:29:11.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hay buhay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;today is like the other days.. heheh..ü boring.. ewan ko ba.. parang i don’t exist.. ung tipong napapatanong na lang ako.. “ahh.. ito na ba ung ‘life’??” ay korn.. ewan.. siguro, ako lang nakaka-feel nun.. wala kasi akong ginagawa kaya napapaisip ako lagi.. well, I was reading KULE kanina.. wala lang.. nagbabasa to kill time.. heheh..ü akala n’yo siguro mag-ko-comment ako about their works noh?! Well, feeling ko kasi, partly, I have no right kasi nga bat ko sila i-ja-judge when in fact, I myself, eh.. hindi marunong sumulat ng may sense [obvious ba?].. okie fine.. next time na lang ulit.. tulog muna ko.. i would leave you na lang muna with the song.. ‘liwanag at silungan’.. why ito? wala lang.. narinig ko kasi last week na kinakanta ng mga ka-choir ko.. kaya ‘un.. hinanap ko ang lyrics at tandang.. hayan.. kantahin n’yo.. at kung hindi n’yo alam, pasensya na.. basahin n’yo nalang..ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a name="light"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Light And Shade&lt;br /&gt;by Fra Lippo Lippi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he will paint the light and shade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the colours and the tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;she will climb the steepest hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;believing what he see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;she will lay down on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;beneath the old oak tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;he will sleep forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;if you try to set him free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;sail on the wings of a cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;where to, well nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and cry, cry if you want them to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;die every day to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be proud to wear the colours that you call your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be loud, speak out when you want the world to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be strong, hold the flame for everyone to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be weak... if you want to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;he won't paint the endless sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;a mystery to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;he will reach out for the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not dreaming what he see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;he will fall down on his knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;angel touching ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;takes him to the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;sweet love is coming down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;sail on the wings of a cloud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;where to, well nobody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;and cry, cry if you want them to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;die every day to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be proud to wear the colours that you call your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be loud, speak out when you want the world to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be strong, hold the flame for everyone to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;be weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819750-109133604008103528?l=noordinarylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/feeds/109133604008103528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819750&amp;postID=109133604008103528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109133604008103528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109133604008103528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/2004/08/hay-buhay.html' title='hay buhay..'/><author><name>luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399836883913909227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819750.post-109133519980584384</id><published>2004-07-27T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T17:25:14.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ito ang first post ko dito na kahit paano sana ay may sense naman.&lt;br /&gt;wala lang.. i was thinking kaninang nat. sci. what to write dito sa blogger..&lt;br /&gt;well, ang week na ito ay lumipas simbilis ng speed of light [hyperbole?!]..&lt;br /&gt;heheh..ü hay!! ang buhay ko talaga.. puno ng ka-kornihan..&lt;br /&gt;well, back sa topic.. naisip ko kanina to write something i have kept for quite a long time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hmm.. ano kaya ‘yun?! bukingan na ba ng sikreto?? heheh..ü&lt;br /&gt;achali, this idea is not naman talaga a deep secret kasi some of my friends know about it na..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;this has nothing to do with love and the like.. not those usual stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;wait lang ha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;wwwoooosshhhh.. heheh..ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hulaan mo ano ginawa ko.. hmm.. kumain? umebak? none of the above..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;wala lang.. quiet lang ha.. nanonood ako ng scq reload.. jologs?! hindi naman.. heheh..ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ano kasing susulat ko? uhmm.. ahhh!! wala lang.. problem ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hindi ko alam kung tama ung napili kong course [psychology]..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;at this point in time, hindi pa ako nagsisisi na pinili ko ito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;pero, i have doubts whether i would succeed in this field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;with the fact that, hindi gaanong ‘in demand’ ang mga psychologists..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ewan.. iba kasi ung feeling pag tinatanong ng mga peoplings, “bakit ka nag-psych?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;when in reality ang gusto nilang sabihin, “huh?! psych ka?? poor girl.. hindi ka yayaman dun noh!”.. tapos sasabayan pa nila ng tanong, “saan?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;pag sinabi kong sa UP.. mag-fa-flash sa isip nila,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;“oh gurl!! nag-UP ka.. tapos, psych lang kinuha mo??”..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hay buhay!! ewan.. never the mind.. heheh..ü the hell they care!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;well, anyway, partly, totoo ang sinasabi nila..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;at tulad ng sinabi ng isang blockmate ko..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;that should serve as challenge for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;‘ung tipong.. i-pu-prove ko sa kanila na kahit psych ‘lang’ ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i would succeed.. mas successful pa sa mga dollar-earning nurses.. heheh..ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;o cgweh, wala nang alam sabihin ang psycho[tic] na ito.. ‘til next time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;LUCI, now signing off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;eeeeennnnnngggg… toot.. toot.. toot.. korn!!ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7819750-109133519980584384?l=noordinarylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/feeds/109133519980584384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7819750&amp;postID=109133519980584384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109133519980584384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7819750/posts/default/109133519980584384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noordinarylife.blogspot.com/2004/07/at-last.html' title='at last...'/><author><name>luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02399836883913909227</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7819750.post-109240492850332182</id><published>2004-07-24T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T21:48:48.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ewan.. wala akong alam sabihin.. speechless sa 3-minute old blog ko.. well, hindi ko talaga alam kung anong dapat isulat dito.. siguro nga only ‘heaven knows why’.. ngekh! enough of this na muna.. i’m oooper tired eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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