<?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-19968237</id><updated>2011-11-25T00:41:09.360-10:00</updated><title type='text'>JULIUS =)</title><subtitle type='html'>Elow, hehehe... actually ayaw ko talagang gumawa ng blog pero gusto ko lang talaga magamit yung mga spare time ko ngayon... hehehe... sige... basta... magbasa lang kayo... kasi... cute ako!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-114156609900408081</id><published>2006-03-05T03:07:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T03:41:41.656-10:00</updated><title type='text'>pRom 2006</title><content type='html'>alam kong it's too late to post this... pero wala kaung magagwa... blog ko to!!! Owkei?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge, umpisahan natin ung kwento ko sa paghahanda ko (naghanda ba ako?) Actually, ung mama ko ung excited talaga para sa prom ko, cia ung nag-ayos ng gagamitin ko at lahat lahat ng bagay... Mas excited pa nga cia kesa sa akin eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Color pink ung damit ko, brown ung coat ko pati ung necktie ko. ung mom ko, excited na makita ako, wow! pag labas ko, gulat silang lahat. Ako rin, nung tumingin sa salamin, nagulat rin ako. Akala ko kc dio bagay sa akin ung nka formal attire, bagy pala. Tapos mmay props pa ako na eyeglasses... WOW TALAGA!!! Mukha akong kagalang-galang... ibang-iba talaga ung face ko, wlang bahid ng kabangagan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos that was 5:30 in the afternoon ng matapos akong magprepare. Sbi ng mama ko, umalis na daw kmi kc nka malate ako, sbi ko namn, ayaw ko pa kc gusto ko madilim na pag umalis ako. so umalis kmi ng 6:30. Nung nasa sasakyan na ako, naicpan kong bigyan ng flower ung date ko pati c maricar... basta un na un... tapos bibigyan ko rin ng flowers ung mga babaeng pinangakuan ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un na nga, ang trafik sa Pasay (ako po ay nananawagan kay Mayor Peewee Trinidad na ayusin ang Pasay kc ang trafik talaga... kakabad3p!!!). Huminto kmi sa libertad para bumili ng roses. Ang nagyari, one way pla dun sa bandang St. Mary's Academy kaia walking galore ang lolo nio. Naghlakad ako ng nakacoat and tie sa pasay. Aba ang mga eyues ng madlang tao ay nakatingin sa akin... Cyempre, ang cute ko kaia... hehehe (bawal kumontra... ang kokontra... papaslangin ko).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumili ako ng 6 roses, basta anim lng kc pag marami, edi hindi na un unti. so un na nga, nagcontinue ang aking pagtravel patungo sa Sheraton Hotel... Oh my GOD!!! Nakalimutan ko invitation ko. Naalala ko lng nung nasa hotel na ako. nyweiz, nakpsok pa rin nmn ako eh... hehehe... (W8 lng, kala ko ba 7 sarado na ung hotel at di na kmi papapasukin, eh 7:15 ako ngparegister ha... tsk tsk... filipino tym tlga...)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so un na nga, pagdating ko dinistribute ko na ung mga flowers, kay diana, maica, sally, maricar at nakalimutan ko na kung sino pa eh... basta may dalawa pa... so un na nga... Nagulat ako kay maricar, aba ang ganda ganda niya. Di ko nga siya nakilala nung una eh... kakagulat tlga... nakaorange cia na may back exposure na unti lang nmn, not bad. she is really wonderful, gorgweous at lahat na ng positive comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang tagal bago ngstrt ung program, pero owkei lang rin... nagpicture-picture muna kmi... hehehe... tpos nung matpos ung kainan (ang sungit ng mga waiters and waitresses ha), nagparty na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unang kanta ang My humps... ang ogag nga eh... nyweiz msaya ung party. Sa wkas durin the mismong prom day, nag yes si ronalee para maging dte ko kaia hindi ako bumili ng NPDS pin (No Prom Date Society). So un na nga, first dance ko c ronalee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w8, lam nio ba, nagcrying effect ako nung prom... kc nkita ko c maricar at c leo na magkasama kaia na hurt ako... pero owkei lang rin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masaya naman ang nagyaring prom, naisyaw ko cia, c maricar... 2 dances pa nga eh... Ako rin yung last dance nia, cia rin last dance ko... nagalit pa nga c leo sa akin eh kc.. basta bati nman na kmi eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos after ng prom, uwian na!!! Hindi ako sinundo kaia ng walking galore ulit ako... Wala p[a akong makitang taxi kaia nagjeep ako... sosyal dba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un lang... unlang ung nagyari nung prom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saka ko na lang iuupload ung pic namin ni maricar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-114156609900408081?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/114156609900408081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=114156609900408081' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/114156609900408081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/114156609900408081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2006/03/prom-2006.html' title='pRom 2006'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113567414986283566</id><published>2005-12-26T22:54:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T23:02:29.873-10:00</updated><title type='text'>THESIS STATEMENT: "LOVE IS A STATE OF MIND"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;note: ang limitation ng definition ng love dito ay ung pang-bf-gf lang...ayt?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Tama po ang nabasa nyo....&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;...from the mind, hindi sa "heart". Di kayo maniwala? ganito un.... Kayong mga girls... pag nililigawan kayo, bakit niyo sinsagot guy? Kc mahal nyo? ulul! lasi nakukulitan na kayo... &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E ARAW-ARAW NIYO BA NAMANG KA-TEXT, KA-CHAT, AT KASAMA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CYEMPRE MAREREALIZE NYO NA HE'S WORTH HAVING AROUND PALA.&lt;/span&gt; eventually, at this stage, maiisip nyo na ay, "mahal ko pala siya"... pero ang desisyon bang iyon ay galing sa puso? HINDI!!!! Kaya nga pag tatanungin nyo ang nililigawan nyo, anong sagot niya? "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PAG-IISIPAN KO MUNA&lt;/span&gt;"...&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;                   Kaya kayo mga lalaki, wag lalakE ang ulo pag cnagot na kayo dahil ung "OO" na binigay niya ay hindi ibig sabihin na, "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;OO, NARAMDAMAN KONG mahal na din kita&lt;/span&gt;", kundi " &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oo, naisip ko na masarap ka palang ka-text, ka-chat, at kausap sa maghapon..NXT WEEK KO NA LANG TITINGNAN KUNG TALAGANG MAHAL NGA KITA, baka magsawa ka pa.&lt;/span&gt;.." Kung  halimbawa ba , nakasabay mong manligaw sa kanya ung kababata niya or ung bestfriend nya, sasagutin ka pa kaya niya? ASA KA PA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      ETO pa... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bakit mas madaling "mahalin" ang gwapo at maganda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kasi, kapag gwapo o maganda ang isang tao, mas madaling imaginin na sila ang kasama mo, kayakap mo...kasiping mo...&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; OO, KASIPING&lt;/span&gt;...Di ba dun naman ang uwi ng mga "lab-lab " na sinasabi nyo na yan?! ...Ano, napag-isipan nyo na..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Kayo naman mga guys, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;paano niyo nalalaman na inlab pala kayo?&lt;/span&gt; sasabihin nyo na lang na paggising mo, mahal mo na siya? &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ULUL!!!&lt;/span&gt; Malamang, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bago kayo nagising&lt;/span&gt;, naisip niyo na mahal mo pala, siya dahil &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NAPANAGINIPAN MONG KA-SEX MO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SIYA...or other events close to it...right?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  Siguro nga ay tama si &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AGENT SMITH&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Love is just a word"....&lt;/span&gt; It has no emotions...only thoughts, imaginations. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bakit ba kung ano-ano ang ginagawa ng taong "in-lab" daw?&lt;/span&gt; Sabi nila, ganoon daw talaga ang pag-ibig... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEKNEK!!!&lt;/span&gt;  Kasi, iniisip nila na under spell nga sila nitong "love" na ito kaya sa &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tingin nila may karapatan na silang magbaliw-baliwan&lt;/span&gt;!parang paglalasing lang yan...PAG LASING KA, PWEDE KA NAMAN MAGING PEACEFUL...DAPAT NGA MA2LOG K NA LANG E, PERO BAKIT MAY MGA NAG-AAMOK PAG LASING? KASI AKALA NILA DAPAT &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WILD ANG LASING!!!&lt;/span&gt; yOU SEE, "LOVE" is like fear...&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;IT'S ALL IN THE MIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bakit inspired ang tao pag "in-lab?"&lt;/span&gt; Kasi po, inspiration comes from the mind! Hindi un nararamdaman... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INSPIRATION is A MENTAL MOTIVATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Pero  kung mapilit kayo at gusto niyong ipagpilitan na nararamdaman yang pagmamahal na iyan...cge nga, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOW CAN WE KNOW IF WE ARE ACTUALLY EXPERIENCING TRUE LOVE AND NOT JUST ITS MIND COUNTERPART...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113567414986283566?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113567414986283566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113567414986283566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113567414986283566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113567414986283566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/thesis-statement-love-is-state-of-mind.html' title='THESIS STATEMENT: &quot;LOVE IS A STATE OF MIND&quot;'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113558984356676143</id><published>2005-12-25T23:17:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:40:34.826-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Future Yaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pagod na ako eh...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Grabe talaga ang araw na 'to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(actually kahapon un)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pumunta kasi kami sa Novaliches, Quezon City!!! Bumisita kami sa pinsan namin. Pumunta rin kami doon para humingi ng aginaldosa mga ninong at ninang ko na nandoon. Nung una, super excited ako kasi naka-dsl ung pinsan ko roon kaya pwede akong mag-internet hanggang magsawa ako. Ang saya-saya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pagdating namin sa kanila, mga 7:30 ata un, kumain muna kami ng almusal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(umalis kasi kami ng 5 sa bahay eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Right after kong kumai, I asked my pinsan kung pwede akong mag-internet. Sabi naman niya pwedeng-pwede&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(cyempre dapat lang na payagan niya ako kasi kung hindi... War ang mangyayari... hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. So nagstart akong mag-internet ng 8 ng umaga. Nung una, natutuwa ako kaso nung mga 5 hours na ako sa harap ng computer, nabagot ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alam nio kung ano ang ginawa ko? Ang ginawa ko, lumabas ako, nagpahangin at nanghingi ng ainaldo mula sa mga ninong at ninang ko&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(kaya lang ang kukuripot nila... errgs talaga!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Then napunta ako sa mga pamangkin ko. Humihingi sila ng pamasko sa akin. Eh wala naman akong pera para ibigay sa kanila. Umiyak ung isa sa kanila. Nawindang ako. Eh naglalaro cla nun. Ang ginawa ko sabi ko sa kanila, makikipaglaro na lang ako sa kanila. Nag-agree naman cla. Lam nio ba kung anoang ginawa ko? Tagatulak nung battery-operated car nila&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Grabe para saan pana tinawag ung battery-operated, wala namangbattery.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alam nio ba kung anong oas kami nag-umpisang malaro? Mula 3 ng hapon. Medyo mainit pa nga nung oras na un eh... Tapos natapos kami ng........... 6 ng gabi! Grabe!!! Ang sakit ng likod ko katutulak sa kanila. Buti na lang pareho lang silang maliit kaya kaya ko silang itulak. Pero natutuwa pa rin ako kasi nagawa kong pasiyahin sila sa araw ng Pasko... hehehe... Dakila kasi ako at.... &lt;strong&gt;GWAPO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Un lang ung nangyari sa akin. Tapos nung kainan na ng dinner, di ako kumain ng pork, lalo na ung lechon. Di rin ako kumain nung chocolate at ice cream na panghimagas sana. Ang kinain ko lang, ung beef barbeque at vegetables lan. Unti lang ung kinain kong kanin... Kasi nga I am in the state of ABSTINENCE sa food that can make me gain weight... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Figure concious kasi malapit na ang prom... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Un lang... Sana nag-enjoy kau sa pabasa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Umuwi pala kaming 8 ng gabi... la lang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113558984356676143?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113558984356676143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113558984356676143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113558984356676143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113558984356676143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/future-yaya.html' title='Future Yaya'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113558862489601394</id><published>2005-12-25T23:00:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T23:17:04.923-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Abstinence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, we celebarted one of the year's most awaited holidays, the Christmas. During thistime of the year, we filipinos follow our tradition, we often go to churches to hear the mass, we often gift aguinaldos to our &lt;em&gt;pamingkins&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;inaanaks&lt;/em&gt; and we also prepare food for the so-called &lt;em&gt;noche buena&lt;/em&gt;. For those who don't know what &lt;em&gt;noche buena&lt;/em&gt; is, it is simply the time when the whole family eat together to enjoy the spirit of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what's the deal? Owkei, as you can read from the title, and what is the title? .... Abstinence.... thogh this is a feast for everyone, there are still some who prefer not to eat much so that they can stay fit and in figure. And one of those is me. Yes, I am one of those who prefer not to eat much. Maybe for others who know me, it is quiet unusual but I am really serious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Curious of the reasons why I did not each much? Owkei here is a list of my few reasons why I did not eat much...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. The JS Prom is fast approaching. I need to be in good shape because that would be a great ecent that could happen tome next year... hehehe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. I don't like to gain so much... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. I prefer toeat only vegetables... and a little of meat (of course, I can't live without protein in my diet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There... they are just few of my many reasons...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hehehe... I know that it is supposed to be a feast but we need to be disciplined enough so we could stay fit...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Actually, I am also planning to take a diet next year and I am really inthe mood to do so because I am... in love? or infatuated? Whatever, but whatever this feeling is, I am happy that it keeps the fire in me tochange for good...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113558862489601394?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113558862489601394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113558862489601394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113558862489601394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113558862489601394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/abstinence.html' title='Abstinence'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113549730919651120</id><published>2005-12-24T21:33:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:55:09.206-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Policarpi-Oh!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hehehe... Merry Christmas guys!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nyweiz... As implied sa title ng post kong to... We went to the ever so known and famous Policarpio in Mandaluyong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Guys... to tell you the truth, it is just a waste of time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(Joke...hehehe)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nyweiz, kahit papano naman nag-enjoy ako pero lam nio ba, before pa ko maconvince na sumama roon, bad trip na bad trip ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nakakabad trip kasi at first, ayaw ko talagang sumama. Kakainis kasi di ako makapag-internet sa bahay tapos ayaw rin akong ipag-pa-internet sa computer shop. &lt;strong&gt;kakainis!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Gusto ko pa namang gawin tong blog ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But sabi nga, seniority, kaia un, ung nanay ko pa rin ung nasunod kaia sumama ako. Nung pasakay pa lang kami, as I was described by my self,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"di maipinta ang mukha ko"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Kasi naman, napipilitan lang ako. Nung on tha way na kami, narealize ko na owkei na ring sumama ako para may pagka-abalahan naman ako. Luckily, naging worthy naman ung pagsama ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pero lam nio ba? Ang lay pala ng Policarpio. Grabe!!! Mula nung bumaba kami sa Shaw Boulevard, ay sa Ortigas pala, naglakad na kami hanggang makarating sa Policarpio. Kakap[agod un ha, infairness. I was expecting a lot from Policarpio. Sabi kasi ng ibang tao, maganda raw doon. So kahit papano, naexcite akong makita yung lugar. Pagdating ko roon, nashock ako.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Akala ko naman kung anong meron sa Policarpio..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yun na lang ang nasabi ko. Akala ko kasi maraming lights sa Policarpio, but I was wrong. Well yung ibang bahay may lights pero pili-pili lang ung mga bahay na may magandang christmas decor.  Pero I still looked at the brighter side of the world... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(wow! as in the world??? GRABE!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Sabi ko na lang sa sarili ko na at least kahit papano, may masusulat ako sa blog ko... hehehe... hanggang sa Policarpio iniisip ko pa rin ang blog ko... Adik eh... Nyweiz, di naman kami nag focus sa mga bahay instead we went doon sa bazaar..&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Endi ata bazaar un eh kasi walang kwenta ung mga makikita mo roon eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;... Tapos sa 'bazaar' kumain kami ng barbeque, sweet corn, siomai at kung anu-ano pa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hindi lang roon natapos ang paglalakbay kong to... Pumunta kami sa San Joaquin sa Pasig to attend sa birthday ng mga pamangkin namin... Nyweiz, doon, kumain nanaman kami... Kakainis nga eh... baka kasi tumaba ulit ako eh I'm trying to lose weight para sa prom... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nyweiz, hanggang dito na lang... may ita-type pa kasi ako... isa pa ulit na post... iba naman un... hehehe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ADIK!!!&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/19968237-113549730919651120?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113549730919651120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113549730919651120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113549730919651120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113549730919651120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/policarpi-oh.html' title='Policarpi-Oh!!!!'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113532748713133220</id><published>2005-12-22T22:15:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:49:54.693-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love or Infatuation?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ewan ko nga kung love pero feelin ko infatuation lang eh..."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That was m line yestrday. I was cofused whether if i am in love or I am just infatuated. This is the story. I have this ultimate crush with a girl in our school. She is not my classmate and neither a very close friend but at least she is my friend. I have this very strange feeling since the day I met her. Know how Imet her? Owkei, let's make a flashback...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Flashback)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'Twas the afternoon of that certain day&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sorry, i forgot the date).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was about to go home so I went to the room of the section Marconi to ask ray Sagun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(wow! special mention?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my ever trusted??? friend to go home together. As expected, he will go with me. before leaving, he remembered that "someone" had borrowed the photocopy of the book where we can get the answers for our assignment in health&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(the assignment is all abouttypes of toilets... hehehe...)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;He then called his classmate who is alone inside their room. She was cleaning that then. Ray shouted...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hoy &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bleep bleep&lt;/span&gt;! Isauli mo na sa akin ung photocopy ko..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. I watched her as she answered Ray,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sige tatapusin ko lang maglinis... Saglit lang..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. But since I was in a hurry, I told Ray,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hoy Ray... Lam mo, ang sama mo. Tingnan mo siya, para siyang binagsakan ng buong mundo sa ginawa mo... Ang sama mo! bigay mo na lang sa kanya yun tapos ikaw na lang ang magpakahirap sa paggawa ng assignment bukas..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. Well, because of my irresistable charms, he agrred. I looked again to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bleep bleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;She was smiling but at that time, I was in a very hurry mode so I felt nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Those days continued. I often met her at the corridor and every time we met, she is smiling at me. Time passed by, very strange feeling developed every time we meet. I felt nervous when she's there. I became so concious with the way I look and the way I walk. Ifelt like being in heaven every time I see her. I can't understand this kind of feeling that had struck me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I thought things will workout right. I tired to befriend her but there are so many&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;epal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;people, like my teacher, who built a very thick wall between us. Because of those things, I failed with my objective...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Owkei, that's enough. &lt;strong&gt;Past is past&lt;/strong&gt;, anyways we are already friends. We became friends since the semestral break. Owkei, let's go bak to the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(Present)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because my problem is that I amconfuse whether it's love or infatuation, I texted &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Carlos Miguel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAY NAKU!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Anyways, as of now, he is my closest friend because he had been a big help with regards of my problem and he is older than I so I frequently ask some advise from him... hehehe... si kuya...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;about this thingmajigger. I told him that every time I had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thought of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;bleep bleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, I become happy. But even though we, I and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bleep bleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; have communication, I feel like giving up. I tried to ask her if she can be courted but she, at first, answered &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt; because of her several reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;nagpaparamdam ako na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want to court her but she remains quiet, she is speechless. She is very unpredictable... I am very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ewan&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;We are both&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;magulo&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(ang gulo ng isip namin!!!)&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really don't know if I am infatuated or already in love... anyways... I don'tlike to be othered by htis thing... for now, I will just dowhat I would like todo and the things that make me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But i am calling for those people who can helpme... try toput your little advice in the comment thing effect...or if it is just short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;pwede na siguro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tag board...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nyweiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; this&lt;/span&gt; is really a very happy day... =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113532748713133220?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113532748713133220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113532748713133220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113532748713133220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113532748713133220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/love-or-infatuation.html' title='Love or Infatuation?'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113524890167828735</id><published>2005-12-22T00:47:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:55:01.680-10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ei! Kita Nio Ba Image Sa Ibaba?</title><content type='html'>Yan... magpopost ako ng walang kakwenta-kwenta... Kilala nio ba si Kurama? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ay napaka-uncivilized nio kung di nio cia kilala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Well cia lang naman ung favorite anime character ko...&lt;br /&gt;Ahihi... Cia ung tinatawag na &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Romantic Soldier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... prang ako... hehehe... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Palaban pero sweet naman...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahihi... Gwapo rin cia tulad ko... Asus...&lt;br /&gt;So yan ha... pakapalan na talaga ng mukha to...&lt;br /&gt;Ay pareho kaming mahilig sa halaman... &lt;strong&gt;hahaha!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan ha... kc naman sa profile effect walang nakalagay na favorite anime character... yan kaya malaking image na lang ni kurama ung kinuha ko mula sa net... &lt;strong&gt;hehehe.&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Dapat nga gagawin ko yang background... kaso di pa ako ganun kagaling sa html... &lt;em&gt;(kahit na... ahemm, magaling ako sa ocomputer science... eh di pa naman namin napag-aralan un eh)...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cge... sa lahat ng gustong tumulong sa akin para maging background ko sii Kurama... tumulong kayo... Kailangan ko kayo ngayon... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;in case i am not online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... lagay &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;nio na lng sa comment o sa tagboard&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wag na lang sa tagboard kc bka somobra at ma flood&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Cge thank you... nagpapalipas oras lang ang lolo mo... &lt;strong&gt;ahihi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113524890167828735?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113524890167828735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113524890167828735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113524890167828735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113524890167828735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/ei-kita-nio-ba-image-sa-ibaba.html' title='Ei! Kita Nio Ba Image Sa Ibaba?'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113515602055675713</id><published>2005-12-20T23:04:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T23:11:57.613-10:00</updated><title type='text'>AKO YAN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_o_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_o_d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ako ung nakagreen na sweat shirt... Cute ko noh? Siya nga pla... I would like to thank Carlos Miguel for letting me use this picture.. Ahihi... Nyweiz... ung burthday pla to ni Niño... hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113515602055675713?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113515602055675713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113515602055675713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113515602055675713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113515602055675713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/ako-yan.html' title='AKO YAN!!!'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113515540725784114</id><published>2005-12-20T22:41:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T22:56:47.270-10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actually, it happened just few days ago... it was December 18... I was called by Carlos Miguel... He asked me if I would want to join them, Philippe, Jay-V and him, in ice skating the following day. At first, I immediately sad yes but the decision is still in the hands of my mother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, my mom won't let me. But still we continued in talking until my cellphone's battery was drained. I charged it immediately and opened it quickly. after that, I texted CM. Then he replied...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At first, we were talking about his problem... oppsss... di ko pwedeng sabihin kung ano yun... basta sa amin na yun... hehehe... then after sometime... napunta na sa private section ung mga exchange namin ng messages... Andaming secrets na nareveal... mey mga answers na &lt;strong&gt;"yes",&lt;/strong&gt; may &lt;strong&gt;"no"&lt;/strong&gt; tapos &lt;strong&gt;"yes"&lt;/strong&gt; ulit at another &lt;strong&gt;"yes"&lt;/strong&gt; at sa last question &lt;strong&gt;"yes"...&lt;/strong&gt; kakaintriga noh? Well tapos kung saan saan pa napunta ung conversation namin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;merong mga about sa first time... sa most embarrasing moment... sa "sino ba?..." factor at kung anu-ano pa!!! Grabe... that was definitely hilarious...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nyweiz... CM kung nabasa mo to... wag ka mag-alala... Wala pa akong cnasbhn ng secrets natin... Ahihi... Dba nga... wla dapat makaalam... Ahihi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Cge hanggang dito na lng...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Asus!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Siya nga pala... umabot kami ng hanggang alas-3 kakatext... Adik!!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113515540725784114?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113515540725784114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113515540725784114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113515540725784114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113515540725784114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/revelation.html' title='The Revelation'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19968237.post-113489749120759244</id><published>2005-12-17T22:44:00.000-10:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T22:41:31.836-10:00</updated><title type='text'>ALL ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was a very rainy dawn of December 15 of the year 2005. Everything at that time was dark because the lights were off. The only thing I can see was the gift that I had prepared for the one so special for me. I got up quickly as I heard the sound of the alarm clock. I thought the time was 4 but I was wrong. I was shocked to know that it is already 5:30 in the morning. I hurried to the bathroom so I could take a shower. Unfortunately, as expected, the water was so cold but instead of waiting for the temperature to raise, I instantly poured the water into me. The only thing in my mind is to be at school in time so I could give the gift to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After an hour, I was finished and ready to rock the world. I hurried to the jeepney terminal so I could have an instant ride but the rain poured so heavy which made me to wait until it subside. After a very long waiting, the rain subsided. I took a jeepney ride which heads towards the LRT station. I arrived there peacefully. Then (looks like fortune is with me), as I got up in the station, a train arrived. I was so happy that then because I can now accomplish my objective, my task, my... anyways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that long journey, I arrived at school. I am so happy that the gifts i was bringing were not wet but instead,it was me who is wet but its owkei. I got up into our classroom so I could meet my friends. Then instantly, I asked them ( Angelie and Carlos Miguel - special mention?) to come with me. I hurried at the room of the Berzelius people but she was not there. But after the third time I went there, she was finally there. She was in a green jacket, she is so cute with that outfit... la lng... So the time came for me to give my gift. Actually, my heart felt nothing as I give it to her but CM said that &lt;em&gt;kinilig daw cia &lt;/em&gt;(caveman kc eh... jowk). So it was a relief for me that I was able, for the first time, to give it to her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;na walang kaba&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I was not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;natameme&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt; hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So the things ran smoothly. I hosted our christmas party. It was so fun. Then nung games na... I was shocked... Abygaile Almoite... (my classmate), gave something tome. It was a gift. At first I thought it was from her, then she told me that it was from the girl i really... like? or I think love? (whatever!). I was so happy because I wasn't expecting this. &lt;em&gt;Yun, ang saya ko. &lt;/em&gt;She gave me a bracelet. Black yung color. Ang cute. hehehe... I wore it immediately... That was the happiest day of my life... well, sort of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After the party was our Carol Fest... I don't care about this damn thing so let us just skip it... (&lt;em&gt;Wait, hirapna mag-english... tagalog naman... hehehe).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tapos na ung lahat ng agenda namin sa skul (ano to? text type?)... pumunta a gad kami sa SM Southmall... Ang layo infairness... pero worthy naman... well, nagiceskate kmi roon... ang saya kcmabilis kming natuto. it was our second trial (wow! english ulit?) yet we are really fast learners (ofcourse,mascian ata kmi)... I am already in a high speed mode and soon matututo na kong magskate ng backwards... it was so cool... literally cool.. di nga lang cool eh... super cold pa nga... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that la na nangyari... ay hindi... nagdate pa kamini Bea... jowk... magkasama kming dlawa sa bus na cnkyan nmin... nagk... kwentuhan kami... basta... it is a private matters... basta ang masasabi ko lng... that was indeed a very tremendous and enjoying experience in my whole life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( Wait... damiko palang sugat dahil sa ice skating... 6 ung sugat ko at 1 ung pasa ko sa bewang... ang skit pa nga hanggang ngaun eh...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cge hanggang ditona lang... hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ito pla ung first post koh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wait ano nga un... visit ulit kau sa susunod ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19968237-113489749120759244?l=juliuscute.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/feeds/113489749120759244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19968237&amp;postID=113489749120759244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113489749120759244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19968237/posts/default/113489749120759244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://juliuscute.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-about-christmas-party.html' title='ALL ABOUT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY!!!'/><author><name>JULIUS =)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14047023332633811977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://static.flickr.com/34/72063833_850ef85cdc_m_d.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
