<?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-10189457</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:54:02.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moonlight lines</title><subtitle type='html'>Moonlight Lines, a blog site for my collection of poetries by which all are personally made. All my poetries here mirror my personality, how i have grown, my follies, downfalls and hopes. Some poetries are about experiences, love, nature, solitude and serenity. I am very fond of nature especially full moon so you may notice a lot of lines that talk about nature. Enjoy reading and please do include your comments. Thank you. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-113932396383985385</id><published>2006-02-07T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:52:43.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm really surprised..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i never thought this could happen to me..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"this time i'm sure what i'm looking for, and that's what i want you to know.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't get this guy off of my head...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-113932396383985385?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/113932396383985385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=113932396383985385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113932396383985385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113932396383985385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2006/02/surprised.html' title='surprised'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-113492271455643874</id><published>2005-12-19T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:18:34.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasko</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Christmas and Happy New&lt;/span&gt; Year!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another year &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gone by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;thing it has been a happy&lt;/span&gt; one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;very important one&lt;/span&gt; actually..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; realized 10 important things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.Purpose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.Pain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.Strength&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;5.Friend&lt;/span&gt;ship with God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.God's plan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.Sacrifice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.Mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.Mourning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lola passed away last september&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have found some&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;one to love forever (actually i've been loving him for forever, hindi niya lang alam! ahaha..&lt;/span&gt;but now he's mine.. you don't know how blessed i feel)..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have found God's plan for me, what matters &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;now is how to do it properly. this is a rare thing you know. God loves&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;year! Gotta love life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last year ko na next year as a biology student. Hopefully i'll be able to pass&lt;/span&gt; NMAT tests...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;btw, i just found out that its Jesus THE Christ not just Jesus Christ.. It means Jesus THE Anointed one.. ang tao nga naman.. pati proper&lt;/span&gt; name ni Jesus kinakatamaran pa i-complete.. heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ciao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I might post na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;next year. = )&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/10189457-113492271455643874?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/113492271455643874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=113492271455643874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113492271455643874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113492271455643874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/12/pasko.html' title='Pasko'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-113492199388038532</id><published>2005-12-18T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T00:06:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burning</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was strange at first&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Later more pleasant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waves of want &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And pleasure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Devoured my senses&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving in to the urge &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of deeper obsession,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I surrendered all the right sense&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All that is left for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is madness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The full moon shone so bright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Illuminating our shadowy space&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As we fill each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With soulful gaze&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Albeit the cold December wind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our bodies tried hard to conceal &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The heat, the passion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afraid of losing everything there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At that moment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There in the shadows,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An ephemeral thing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shared by two people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky to behold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those eyes that were so caring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sucked all that I've held into&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaving me captivated,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enthralled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And lost for words.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-113492199388038532?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/113492199388038532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=113492199388038532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113492199388038532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113492199388038532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/12/burning.html' title='burning'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-113492116683959989</id><published>2005-12-18T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:57:53.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY MERRY X-MAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"I never actually believed he'll be back. I have set my mind into spending my forever with someone else; though the thought of it kills me. It is possible that God gave me the chance to have a glimpse of my future, through my past."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That just came &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;out of me. I am very&lt;/span&gt; happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; thought he'll be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someone who I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;thought had left me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; I did to deserve such hapiness, whatever it was&lt;/span&gt;, I'm willing to do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of my poems here an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d posts are all about sadness, letting go.. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and now I don't have to create such anymore, just to ease the pain. He's&lt;/span&gt; mine now.. And I'll try to keep him here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now... Crazy in &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"I fell in love twice, first was with you, and second was with the person you became when you were already mine.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmm my next posts will be full of hapiness... for a change. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas! Happy New Year!&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/10189457-113492116683959989?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/113492116683959989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=113492116683959989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113492116683959989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/113492116683959989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-merry-x-mas.html' title='VERY MERRY X-MAS'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112800663244119015</id><published>2005-09-29T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:12:36.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gemini</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gemini&lt;br /&gt;Spongecola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come a little closer &lt;br /&gt;flicker in flight&lt;br /&gt;we'll have about an inch's space&lt;br /&gt;but i'm here i can breathe in&lt;br /&gt;what you breathe out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me know if i'm doing this right&lt;br /&gt;let me know if my grip's too tight&lt;br /&gt;let me know if i can stay all of my life&lt;br /&gt;let me know if dreams can come true&lt;br /&gt;let me know if this one's your's too&lt;br /&gt;coz' i see it&lt;br /&gt;and i feel it right here&lt;br /&gt;and i feel you right here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the vacuous night&lt;br /&gt;steps aside to give meaning &lt;br /&gt;to gemini's dreaming&lt;br /&gt;the moon on its back&lt;br /&gt;and the seemingly&lt;br /&gt;veiled room's lit&lt;br /&gt;by the same star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been addicted to that song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;latest update to my life? hmm i'm okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..loveless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met this guy.. i thought he likes me.. someone told me he does..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. why don't he text me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay...&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/10189457-112800663244119015?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.freeloadmp3.com/' title='Gemini'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112800663244119015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112800663244119015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112800663244119015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112800663244119015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/09/gemini.html' title='Gemini'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112504507014941469</id><published>2005-08-26T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:31:10.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aquamarine_appletush16/mischzhy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;si misch at zhy sa absinth, greenbelt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aquamarine_appletush16/mischzhydin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;misch.zhy II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aquamarine_appletush16/lablindme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt; kami naman ni mami love sa absinth din.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-112504507014941469?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.svmatch.com/onlineusers/9/' title='pictures'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112504507014941469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112504507014941469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112504507014941469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112504507014941469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/08/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112504477494415086</id><published>2005-08-26T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T16:40:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night out</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; yesterday was the last day of our finals.. hurray!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course.. we celebrated 'till we drop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did we do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck! night Life. nightLife. nightlifE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhy.romsi.misch.eka.r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;aziel.lovely. and me, all went to greenbelt after the bloody relstwo finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching skeleton key was o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;n the top of our list..i don't know why but the movie was still not playing on gbelt cinemas. so we walked oUr way to G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;4 and found ourselves struggling towards the dark seats inside the movie house (of course, we ate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt; first... i can still remember the ambrosia like taste of what I ate from dencio's grill)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 10 or so.. we walked out of the cinema and talked madly about the movie.. as if we haven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;'t seen it just a while ago..lol. tHe movie was superb (i'll reserve the critic for later articles).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we still didn't want to go home( it was just past ten!) so we strolled around hoping to find some place where we could chill out. But eKa's mom started calling her sO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;  we decided to turn around and head for the taxi cabs. unfortUnately for some of u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;s, we still haven't filled that hunger to unleash our wild side, we decided to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhy.lovely.misch.and me.(romsi could have stayed. but it was too late when we told him we wanted to stay, coz his father was already on his way to fetch him) excitedly went back to greenbelt. we struggled to find a place where there was a live band playing (me and mami wanted to watch it badly) and came across ABSINTH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETHAN was playing.. we had no idea who they were but they were singing pretty good (alternative songs pa!..astig) so we decided to sit down, order dri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nks and listen to alternative music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then Bang! no there's no chaos or something.. Bang! emotions came running wild and i started to feel good.. and we w&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ere having fun! really having fun! aside from the fact that the band was really good, we started singing their songs which were all our favorites! plus.. the lead singer was a cute guy..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately the band only sings till midnight, so after 2 hours or so, we payed for the food and starte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt; d looking for a new bar to invade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought our luck faded when we didn't find a nice place to stay (some were really crowded and some were empty)... until zhy suggested a comedy bar, THE LIBRARY i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;n malate.. so we went there (taxi cab again) and went drinking again. zhy ordered mango juice again (said she was tipsy because of it huh?! lol) and mami. misch and me ordered san mig light (again)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't that fun (but we still had fun).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;gays never fail to make people smile..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling tired(at last), we went back to misch and zhy's place.. to finally retire and rest our sunken eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheew! 2 bottles of san mig light and my h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt; ead's already in pain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home around 4 am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a night out! heck! i want to return to absinth next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhy. misch. labli! take two!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-112504477494415086?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.svmatch.com/newusers/3/' title='night out'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112504477494415086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112504477494415086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112504477494415086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112504477494415086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/08/night-out.html' title='night out'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112503886922566484</id><published>2005-08-26T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T15:06:38.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cut</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut my hair... last aug.12&lt;br /&gt;very long. to very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aquamarine_appletush16/wah.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aquamarine_appletush16/Hay.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i pAinTed my nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; bLaCk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.geocities.com/aquamarine_appletush16/nails.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dOnt know w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hat came to Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bUt it was FUn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-112503886922566484?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.svmatch.com/lastusers/1/' title='cut'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112503886922566484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112503886922566484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112503886922566484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112503886922566484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/08/cut.html' title='cut'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112392100791669443</id><published>2005-08-13T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:54:23.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL BE OVER YOU&lt;br /&gt;Toto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people live their dreams&lt;br /&gt;Some people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;close their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Some people's destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passes by There are no guarantees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no alibis&lt;br /&gt;That's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;how our love must be&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;some time&lt;br /&gt;God knows how long&lt;br /&gt;I know that I can forget you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;As soon as my heart stops breakin&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating&lt;br /&gt;As so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;on as forever is through&lt;br /&gt;I'll be over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering times gone by&lt;br /&gt;Promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we once made&lt;br /&gt;What are the reasons why&lt;br /&gt;Nothing stays the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights holding you close&lt;br /&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'll try to forget them&lt;br /&gt;Someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; I'll be over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&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/10189457-112392100791669443?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.svmatch.com/onlineusers/2/' title='Over'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112392100791669443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112392100791669443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112392100791669443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112392100791669443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/08/over.html' title='Over'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112391571695663252</id><published>2005-08-13T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T16:50:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after a century</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hahaaha after a century naupdate ko na rin blog ko &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;mejo ang daming nangyari!&lt;/span&gt; kagagahan! haahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagpagupit ako kahapon.. so short! i dunno what dawned on me why i did that,&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;anyway this is my last short haircut!&lt;/span&gt;forever long hair na ko after this..*_* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of tough exams! (why are they always hard?) &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I got a depressing score in Orgchem&lt;/span&gt;, bawi na lang.. *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina I bumped into someone else's blog.. a very special person&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i was surprised (actually i expected na rin..labo!)&lt;/span&gt; sa mga nabasa ko.. before he was mine.. now he belongs to someone else.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaah I'll get over it.. hope so *_*.. first love never dies&lt;&lt;&lt;---drama! ahaahha &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yeah.. i'll get over him.. eventually...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torture nga eh.. habang binabasa ko yung blog niya, biglang nagplay yung song na I'll Be Over You!&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; eh di mega senti ako..wahahaha&lt;/span&gt; haaay ganyan talaga.. panapanahon lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;nakakainis lang, and dami kong sinayang na panahon.. I could have told him what I feel.. sooner.. when I had the perferct chance.. maybe that could have changed EVERYTHING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the really really HARDEST part &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;is when someone promised you "FOREVER".. then they ended up FORGETTING their promise... hindi mo alam kung dapat ka magalit &lt;/span&gt;kasi sabagay.. masyado pa kayong bata nung sinabi niya yung pangako na yan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand.. would be futile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maiba&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; naman.. haaayy sobrang daming dapat gawin.. finals na kasi namen a week after this.. kaya ayan! nagdagsaan ang mga requirements at long tests..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;anyway.. mas mabuti na ito.. to forget for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay..&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I miss angkan!&lt;/span&gt;hehe&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/10189457-112391571695663252?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.svmatch.com/newusers/12/' title='after a century'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112391571695663252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112391571695663252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112391571695663252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112391571695663252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/08/after-century.html' title='after a century'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112177428020698289</id><published>2005-07-19T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:37:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;after weeks, I was able to&lt;/span&gt; smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July16-- We had a &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;field work in Botany2 at Matuod,&lt;/span&gt; Lian Batangas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked in the knee-length &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;beach, got ourselves stinged by sea urchins, got sun-burned, and got ourselves&lt;/span&gt; knock-out tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we also shared fun &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;moments like when Mon played the&lt;/span&gt; Intro of The Day You said Goodnight OVER AND OVER AGAIN!!! NON_STOP!!! unbearable! heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost hold of my phone and it fell to the water... Also Mami Love's phone... Both of which &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;are in my pouch that I was clumsily holding.. Mami told me that I shouldn't blame myself because it was not my fault (considering the muddy, rocky, urchin-filled path that we have to walk through)..&lt;/span&gt; I'm sooo sorry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, the cell repair&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; shop told me that they could fix my phone with no sweat... But mami decided to just buy&lt;/span&gt; a new phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;night, I went to my ka-barkada's debut and I was part of the 18 bears (My ka-bio's told me&lt;/span&gt; that I have to wear a bear suit.. just imagine! hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went on really fun.. I had &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;to sing duet with my friend for the 18 tulips.. I was asked to sing it solo but I was &lt;/span&gt;too shy...hehehhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;cute guy.. We weren't properly introduced though, but we had a common friend..&lt;br /&gt;he was also an old classm8 of some of my ka-barkadas&lt;br /&gt;I wish next time &lt;/span&gt;we could be introduced. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;really miss angkan! he&lt;/span&gt;hehe&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/10189457-112177428020698289?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.aboutsmart.com/2241/' title='smile'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112177428020698289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112177428020698289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112177428020698289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112177428020698289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/07/smile.html' title='smile'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-112044934355742869</id><published>2005-07-04T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T13:38:07.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i've read a lot of things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;he &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;seem happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I have lost him forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i could have been&lt;/span&gt; with you.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;if you gave me&lt;/span&gt; the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;"tell me where it&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; hurts now baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and i'll do my best to make it better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yes i'll do my best&lt;/span&gt; to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the tears all go away..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;i could sing &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;this for you... just ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;but &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;you found someone else to&lt;/span&gt; sing this for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff99;"&gt;sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ccccff;"&gt;numb...&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/10189457-112044934355742869?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/112044934355742869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=112044934355742869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112044934355742869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/112044934355742869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/07/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111976080103022792</id><published>2005-06-26T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T12:40:56.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MA&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ZE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inside the l&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;abyri&lt;/span&gt;nth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;struggled to find my way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But the har&lt;/span&gt;der I try&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;more I was sucked&lt;/span&gt; inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;lost is madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But tonight it is refuge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To be mad&lt;/span&gt; is numbness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And numbness is cure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inside the labyrinth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;There I lay m&lt;/span&gt;otionless&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The desire to e&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;scape has grown&lt;/span&gt; chill&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Outside these walls&lt;/span&gt; is sadness &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To run&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; is futile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;stay still is worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To meet &lt;/span&gt;Death is better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Numbness&lt;/span&gt; is Death&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...I'm &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;feeling blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; because of you, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this is my only way to&lt;/span&gt; be with you &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wheew... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am happy &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a. I did &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;good in Orgchem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;b. I met new friends ( a lot of them actually) last&lt;/span&gt; night and just this morning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;c. I got &lt;/span&gt;a new phone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;d. I still &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;have my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am sad b&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ecause&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;a. I don't &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;how well I did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in my Physics test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;b. Someone dear to me(not a bf..&lt;/span&gt;far from that) already&lt;/span&gt; found his special someone.. I should be happy for&lt;/span&gt; him... I AM happy &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;for him!! I guess&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c. I'm &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;lazy&lt;/span&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/10189457-111976080103022792?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111976080103022792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111976080103022792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111976080103022792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111976080103022792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/06/maze.html' title='Maze'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111909389732647649</id><published>2005-06-18T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T20:07:53.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the blue</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out of the &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lately, I have been &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hooked with Hale and 3 Doors&lt;/span&gt; Down... I'm so into alternative rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe what I'm feeling right now&lt;br /&gt;to 'describe' &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;would be an offense&lt;br /&gt;to 'feel', I would prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another line &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there... I've been coming up with a LOT of senseless lines these days.. I usually do that to stick up with bori&lt;/span&gt;ng hours.... I guess my life has been boring lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of being busy... ironically speaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;still do want to be busy... It gives &lt;/span&gt;me something to live for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Because deep inside...&lt;/span&gt; something is deteriorating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I've been &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;faced with a lot of responsibilities lately:&lt;br /&gt;a. my org- writer's guild.. I wanna be active.. really active,&lt;/span&gt; so I'm currently wrecking my brain for good activities&lt;br /&gt;b. my engltwo resear&lt;/span&gt;ch paper... this is killing me&lt;br /&gt;c. my test in physics2 on tuesday.. dang! i don't wanna even dare to think about it&lt;br /&gt;d. my test in botalab &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;on wed... bearable but another hassle&lt;br /&gt;e. my every&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-other-meeting-quizzes in relstwo.. another pain in the a**&lt;br /&gt;f. my report in relst&lt;/span&gt;wo&lt;br /&gt;g. my plan to canvass for sto&lt;/span&gt;res.. i want a new phone.. i'm stuck with a 3310 eversince my 7250 got &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;stolen LAST YEAR.. my mom is killing me.. literally (hehehe).. fortunately she gave up when&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; she found out i have 9 lives so she just gave me (at&lt;/span&gt; last) money after realizing that i DO DESERVE that money.. (hehehe)&lt;br /&gt;h. my lovelife- i dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; have one now, no im &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;not sad about it ( i have other things to worry about).. its just that, i could have gotten&lt;/span&gt; the best bf (for me) in the whole&lt;/span&gt; world... if only it was not forbidden...&lt;br /&gt;i. my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;church work for relstwo... i'm not learning anything&lt;br /&gt;j. i feel like i'm walking&lt;/span&gt; upside down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;me something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately I still have music to lean on to&lt;br /&gt;a. H&lt;/span&gt;ale&lt;br /&gt;b. 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;c. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;d. Switchfoot&lt;br /&gt;e. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;MYMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still have the sweetest cousin in the world&lt;/span&gt;...hihihi.. i miss you cuz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could say to you&lt;br /&gt;the way&lt;/span&gt; I'm feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;all because of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;words are really coming out of n&lt;/span&gt;owhere...hihihi&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/10189457-111909389732647649?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111909389732647649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111909389732647649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111909389732647649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111909389732647649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/06/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the blue'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111806576047532610</id><published>2005-06-06T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:17:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was captivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;was just one night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Of laughter and lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;But then Cupid hit&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;As fast as his arrow could ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wasn't&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; able to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wasn't&lt;/span&gt; able to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It was all so sudden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Painfully too soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I could have loved him deep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;time and fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Forbid us to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That loving each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Is the &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sole reason we exist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10189457-111806576047532610?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111806576047532610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111806576047532610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111806576047532610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111806576047532610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-night.html' title='One night'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111806535672252396</id><published>2005-06-06T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T22:17:50.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa Kanya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sa &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Namulat ako at ngayo'y nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pagkatapos ng ulan&lt;br /&gt;Bagama't&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; nakalipas na ang mga sandali&lt;br /&gt;Ay nagmumuni kung ako'y nagwagi&lt;br /&gt;Pinipilit mang sabihin na ito'y&lt;/span&gt; wala sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit bakit hanggang ngayon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, nagdurugo pa rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanya pa rin babalik sigaw, ng damdamin&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanya pa rin sasaya bulong ng puso ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kung buhay pa ang alaala ng ating nakaraan&lt;br /&gt;Ang &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pagmamahal at panahon alay pa rin sa kanya&lt;br /&gt;At sa &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;hatinggabi ay nag-iisa na lang&lt;br /&gt;Ay minamasdan ang larawan&lt;/span&gt; mo&lt;br /&gt;At ngayo'y bumalik nang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; siya'y kapiling pa&lt;br /&gt;Alaala ng buong magdamag&lt;br /&gt;Kung sakali &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;man isipin na ito'y wala sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Sana'y dinggin ang tinig kong nag-iisa&lt;/span&gt; pa rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Repeat Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adlib:&lt;br /&gt;Ang &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;pagmamahal at panahon alay pa rin&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanya, sa kanya, sa kanya, hah-ooh&lt;br /&gt;Sa kanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaay... I miss so many people... Charlie's&lt;/span&gt; Angels, my cousins, &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;batangas, my &lt;/span&gt;High School friends, and....hehehe....&lt;/strong&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/10189457-111806535672252396?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111806535672252396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111806535672252396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111806535672252396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111806535672252396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/06/sa-kanya.html' title='Sa Kanya'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111806410621790929</id><published>2005-06-06T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T21:43:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haler!!!!! after almost two &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;months of not being able to post&lt;/span&gt;... nakapagpost narin ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang.. tinamad ako i-post dito ung details dun sa flores de mayo...&lt;br /&gt;YEs!! u heard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; me right... Nag Flores De Mayo ako! and I was the Queen!&lt;br /&gt;It was not a beauty pageant.. more of paramihan ng monetary contributions...&lt;br /&gt;I have pictures!!!! post &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ko dito after I upload them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHat really happened that day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May27-Friday. I was absent that day from school so that I could go to Batangas. That night, there was an amateur singing contest, I was the judge. But I wasn't able to judge the contest because me and a whole bunch of my &lt;/span&gt;cousins went for a night swimming. Sobrang dami namen. We went swimming sa kabilang island because very fine ung sand doon. We went there by a small motor boat, small lang siya so my &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;cousin (the one driving the motor boat) has to split us into two groups for the 1st and 2nd trip. I was with my two bestest friends, we call pa nga ourselves Charlie's Angels, daughters sila ng cousins ko but we still have the same age... and of all my friends.. I treasure them the most&lt;/span&gt;. At the place, we set up a bonfire and when it was time to go home, inulan kami. Yung mga 2nd trip (i belong there) have to wait a little longer until the rain would stop. It was so cold, we found&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; refuge in a small cave, na may nlalaglag na small stones... Pero it was still super super fun.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May28-Saturday. The day when I felt most beautiful. Grabe the preparations has been. Ladies woke up as early as 2a.m. &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to cook the foods. Around 1130a.m. nagstart na magprepare ang mga muses. Haaay everyone was so beautiful. Around 230, the parade started. Ang layo ng nilibot namen but amidst na pagod... again it was super super fun. Since&lt;/span&gt; I am the queen, I was the last in the line. My escort was my cousin Francis. Buti it was not super mainit. Mejo makulimlim pa nga eh, pero it didn't rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night, was the coronation night. I changed my gown, then around 630pm we started the parade for the runner-ups and.. ehem&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;.. the queen. My escort then was my other cousin, karl. In the stage, I was seated in the middle. I can &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;see everyone from&lt;/span&gt; the top. And of course, all &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;eyes are on the three of us in the stage, 6 plus&lt;/span&gt; the escorts. After the coronation, there was a dance party, the Charlie's Angels partied the rest of the&lt;/span&gt; night and retired around 230a.m. But that same morning around 730am, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sadly, we (me and my family) left for manila. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There are some things that happened there, which is really nakakahiya if ever I cite it here.... yes about lovelife! ahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Basta, this is one of the most unforgettable things in my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It's just&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; fun to live... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10189457-111806410621790929?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111806410621790929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111806410621790929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111806410621790929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111806410621790929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/06/some-memories.html' title='some memories'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111415487059932480</id><published>2005-04-22T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:29:59.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt; TRIP!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; was intending to post Nina's song&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; love moves, but .wma file simply cannot play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I don't know why... only.asf and .mp3 files&lt;/span&gt; play &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;properly in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Grrr! Now I have to convert .wma to .mp3.. BUT I feel soooo LAZY!! DAmn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;...................&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;REASONS why I was not able &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;to post articles frequently:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;1. I feel so LAZY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;2. I just want to watch TV all day long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;3. I don't like my computer&lt;/span&gt;, so slow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;4. I'm finishing my fan fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*at long last! I'm about to &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;finish my fanfiction which I started when I was still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;in 2nd year high (wheew! think how lazy &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I am)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;5. Lastly, I'm busy watching my crush play basketball&lt;/span&gt; every afternoon in &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the nearby court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;...zonin&lt;/span&gt;g &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;GRRRR!!!!!!!&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; SOBRANG INIT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&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/10189457-111415487059932480?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111415487059932480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111415487059932480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111415487059932480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111415487059932480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/04/bad-trip.html' title='Bad trip'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111363673634152459</id><published>2005-04-16T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T17:31:52.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ring Two- A movie review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear comes full circle.&lt;br /&gt;That's what the &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trailer seems to say.&lt;br /&gt;But after you watch the movie, there would be no fear at all. And story comes HALF circle.&lt;br /&gt;The ring two did not have a &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;new story at all. They just introduced another character to insert another concept. But it was not successful in that part; it's as if Ring One and Ring Two is just one movie cut in half, and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shown on different dates.&lt;br /&gt;The movie started direct to the point, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;right in the middle of what was left from the first movie.&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing new with the effects, same dark atmosphere seen from the first movie. Though they added some edge to the effects&lt;/span&gt;, like the water moving upward, samara reflected in the mirror, some deer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; attacking a car, the dreaded chase in the well; they were still not enough to deviate Ring two &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;from the first.&lt;br /&gt;Mother-son relationship against malevolence&lt;/span&gt; creates the drama in &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the film. It made the audience connect to &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;the movie.&lt;br /&gt;Naomi Watts was good although she was limited &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;by the movie's poor script. The kid, Aidan, he reminded me of the sixth sense boy (Haley Joel&lt;/span&gt; Osment), was also good based on his realistic acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you're so bored and you would like to at least entertain yourself, you can watch this film. 2 out of 5 stars.&lt;/strong&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/10189457-111363673634152459?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111363673634152459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111363673634152459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111363673634152459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111363673634152459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/04/ring-two.html' title='Ring Two'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111363389602527106</id><published>2005-04-16T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T14:44:56.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Course Card Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm, this is &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a very interesting day. A LOT of things&lt;/span&gt; happpened.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First, I &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;went to school to get my grades. Damn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm sooo happy, I did not get any failing grades. Plus, there are some subjects wherein I expected&lt;/span&gt; just a 1.0 grade (lowest in our grading system) but for some God blessed reason, I got a 2.0 for &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;the lowest grade! LucKY me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Second, I got to hang &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;out with my Ka-BiO's. We had some laughs, trips, pangaasar&lt;/span&gt;... Lalo na si Ms. Mollusca. hehehehe... Haaay I miss them na naman!   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third, I &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dropped by at the mall to buy some stuffs and impulsively decided to watch a movie. I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;able to watch Ring Two. I should have watched Hide and Seek! I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; just watched Ring Two because I was interested in the trailer, haayyy sayang yung ticket ko! Grrr! Read my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;comment na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth, I was suppose to hang out with some&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; HS friends, pero for some reason hindi natuloy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Fifth, Some guy asked for my number while&lt;/span&gt; I was strolling the mall, but&lt;/span&gt; I did not give him my number. He's &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;not my type, I'll just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; waste my load. Heheeheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sixth, that night, my &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;EX called me! I was shocked of course. Damn I super missed that guy! When he told me that he already got a girlfriend(sometime february) I was devastated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Maybe I was JEALOUS, because maybe I STILL LOVE him. I don't know. I posted an article about the day he told me that he already&lt;/span&gt; have a girlfriend, and that he was happy. The article is somewhere in the link on the sidebar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Seventh, My MOM got super mad at me.&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; was talking to someone on the phone, I got so carried away that I &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ignored the incoming call. It was my father pala! Hala LAGOT! So my father just called on my sister's cellphone. Damn! My mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; was so furious about it! She was super mad at me as if I killed somebody! Naaaahhh, she just needed&lt;/span&gt; a portal to release her anger (she was having a a bad day kasi) and there I was, came in on a bad timing! She's getting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;old, I should understand! heheheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Eighth, before I slept I opened my box of letters and reminisced (what a word) my memories from GRAD&lt;/span&gt;E SCHOOL and HIGH SCHOOL... I'm lucky to have those friends.. Haaay...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;........................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;....zoni&lt;/span&gt;ng out....&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/10189457-111363389602527106?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111363389602527106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111363389602527106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111363389602527106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111363389602527106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/04/course-card-day.html' title='Course Card Day'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111332214740890883</id><published>2005-04-12T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T01:15:39.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; went to my ka-bar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kada's birthday party just this afternoon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kami-kami lng ng barkada ko. We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;did some catching up about each other's lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Some are happy, some are really sad. Happy bacause they are contented with their course, with their new school, just happy with what&lt;/span&gt; is happening in their lives right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some are sad due to HEARTACHES, or money matters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I feel GUILTY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;GUILTY because, one of my ka-barkada told me that she wanted to call me to tell me about her problem, but she noticed that I was tooooooooo BUSY and she wouldn't want to interrupt me, so she didn't mind calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Haaaayy GANUN talaga... SACRIFICES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; are to be made... NO CHOICE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was really A FEEL GOOD MOOD kanina. I MISSED MY BARKADA SOOO MUCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***ANGKAN 4ever***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YESTERDAY, I had the chance to do some&lt;/span&gt; catching up with my other friend from another barkada **SIZTAHS**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Another GUILTY mood. Due to my over busy schedule, I haven't been there when she needed a shoulder to cry on. Good thing the&lt;/span&gt; problem just happened this April 7, so I'm still not that late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^_~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been doing a lot of catching up lately, I bumped into a lot of STARTLING issues.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Typical issues that would happen into a teenager&lt;/span&gt; who is not in the right direction of her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One is PREGNANCY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;What I just noticed is that SOME PEOPLE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;tend to judge others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Others that have chosen wrong decisions in life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE are PEOPLE. They are made to make mistakes to LEARN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;They don't need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;to be JUDGED, but be UNDERSTOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOOO! The gravity of the topic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.......................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have also heard a lot of break-ups from couples who lasted for YEARS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are the couples that you thought would last 4ever!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny how guys tend to say that they really really love the girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some are true some are just bluffs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**But if you really really love someone, why would you do something to hurt them?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Or to ruin your relationship and break whatever you promised?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;People CHANGE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Times CHANGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...........................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....zoning out *_*&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/10189457-111332214740890883?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111332214740890883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111332214740890883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111332214740890883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111332214740890883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/04/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111321851372228791</id><published>2005-04-11T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:04:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Most of the day I have been:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;2.Watching&lt;br /&gt;3.Eating&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Blogging!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;5.hmmm...blogging!!&lt;br /&gt;6.wait! let&lt;/span&gt; me think.....blogging again!&lt;br /&gt;7.and...blogging&lt;br /&gt;8.I'll Sleep after blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE BEEN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ADDICTED!!! AHAHAHHH!!!! Its because of the stupid background song of this blog! I was "repairing" the code BGSOUND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;whatsoever, and it doesn't work, so I tried the EM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Bed" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; but it had some complications with my mp3 files,&lt;br /&gt;...still!!! I TRIED! then DIED.. TRIEd again then DIED!&lt;/span&gt; THEN I WAS ALIVE!!! ahahahaa (STUPID)..&lt;br /&gt;after years of staring at my HTML codes... I finally found a solution!...&lt;br /&gt;and the solution all came down to a MUSIC BOX----&gt;&gt;found at the side bar! HAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;PROBABLY the reason why some codes doesn't work well is that my template codes are all jammed up! I promise to clean them tomorrow! AHA!!!! I have an AGENDA tomorow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG!!!!! I wonder If I'll get sued????!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHY???&lt;br /&gt;WELL, I didn't properly posted the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;s for&lt;/span&gt; my blogskin because I forgot who to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;! ahahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This blogskin is the result of compiled pictures from different blogskins I found on the net. Its NOT just one template but a lot of them actually; that's why it took me a day to organize the codes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;create an original skin! BUT I cannot call this ORIGINAL because it's merely a "mosaic" of downloaded pictures from different templates!&lt;br /&gt;the BLUE background had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Credit" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; line "designed by" but it isn't clear! I can't remember where it came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm DOOMMEEDD!! Pls. DON'T SUE ME! I'm just a mere student dying to be a doctor someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopeless! ahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/10189457-111321851372228791?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111321851372228791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111321851372228791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111321851372228791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111321851372228791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/04/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-111314732394082774</id><published>2005-04-10T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:06:22.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finals are over...but rejoice not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for course card day (dooms day) is still on its way... BEWARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to laugh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;laugh and laugh!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANG FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah... I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; just hapi because I have finally..FINALLYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally.. after 50 years... I have updated this blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its past 11pm already... I'm tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post new articles tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..zoning out!!!!! :p&lt;/span&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/10189457-111314732394082774?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/111314732394082774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=111314732394082774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111314732394082774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/111314732394082774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110853965115776919</id><published>2005-02-16T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:07:40.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parokya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;WHAT A U_BREAK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I have never enjoyed U__BREAKS even though spongecola and bamboo performed &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;before, until... PAROKYA NI EDGAR came earlier this afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It was during the university break when they performed 3 songs: HALAGA ( one of my favorite songs), THIS GUY'S IN LOVE WITH YOU PARE, YOUR SONG, and the last song.. i forgot the title but it was the collaboration with VINCI&lt;/span&gt; but he was not there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;CHITO WAS SO CUTE!!! I like guys like him. Those that are not the "tall, dark and handsome kinda guys". Guys like CHITO have oozing sex appeal, SENSE OF HUMOR (which I like the most) and...hehehe wadda you know? I like chinito eyes..hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The aura was a feel-good one.&lt;/span&gt; We were sitting at the grass while they were performing. It was like jamming together on one sunny afternoon. It was a perfect treat for all the hassles of school work this term. Grabe this term has been. STRESSFULL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Fortunately I got &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;an autograph from CHITO, the guy with dyed hair and the guy who sang YOUR SONG. I wish hindi ko na nawala ung 7250phone ko, para naman I was able to get pictures at times like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;PANO ba naman kanina.. CHITO was just sitting in front of us before they performed so I have all the opportunity in the world to have his solo pic &lt;/span&gt;with me! Eka naman was too shy kaya tuloy he got bad pictures after the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;It was really fun! CIAO!!!&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/10189457-110853965115776919?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110853965115776919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110853965115776919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110853965115776919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110853965115776919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/02/parokya.html' title='Parokya'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110829697608632842</id><published>2005-02-13T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:08:45.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all too late</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;huli na ang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;may &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;iba ka na...&lt;br /&gt;isa akong malaking TANGA..&lt;br /&gt;pinakawalan kita...&lt;br /&gt;now i'm down on my knees... begging you please.. dont go..&lt;br /&gt;pero masaya ka na.. sa kanya..&lt;br /&gt;ang masakit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;kung kelan huli na ang lahat..&lt;br /&gt;saka ko mare-realize&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;.. ikaw lng ang buhay ko..&lt;br /&gt;wala ng iba...&lt;br /&gt;2 taon ako nagbulagbulagan.. akala ko hindi kita mahal..&lt;br /&gt;mahal ko lng pala sarili ko.. pero nagsisisi&lt;/span&gt; na ako..&lt;br /&gt;kailangan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;kita...&lt;br /&gt;pero sadyang ganun...&lt;br /&gt;it's all too late...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;bakit ganun... hindi na ba talaga ako magiging masaya.. kahapon lang nkangiti ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;ayoko na...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;what did I do??&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/10189457-110829697608632842?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110829697608632842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110829697608632842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110829697608632842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110829697608632842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-all-too-late.html' title='it&apos;s all too late'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110819937137111247</id><published>2005-02-12T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:10:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Neverland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Movie Review: Finding Neverland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Seeing everything from a writer's perspective, from the drama of each character, from the cruel reprimands &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;of the grandmother down to the laughter over the children&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s eyes while playing with kites at the park on a summer afternoon, was all the director needed to weave something that bears a classy dramatic appeal into a movie worth your time. Well, giving it a classy touch was a giveaway since it was based on a classic novel. But to make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; distinctly bold by making it appealing to all generations is something worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title was catchy enough&lt;/span&gt; since you&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;ll be thinking about Peter Pan and Captain Hook. But wait until you watch the movie and you&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;ll see that there&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s more to this children&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s classic than just pirates and a crocodile with a ticking &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;clock on its stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Neverland depicts how JM Barrie was able to write his famous novel Peter Pan. I haven&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;t read the book about the life of JM Barrie but after watching the movie it&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s as if I wanted to head directly to the bookst&lt;/span&gt;ore and start a journey to Neverland. The movie was really touching. What is most absolutely great was that it was appealing both to adults and children. The movie will show you what makes adults, adults and what makes children, children. But not only that, it will also show you that adults&lt;/span&gt; can be children and children can be adults when driven into certain circumstances such as tragedy and grief. Now I understand why JM Barrie was able to make Peter Pan a hit among all generations. Amidst all the glories behind JM Barrie's success, he was just a child inside who had found happiness by playing with other &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp and Kate Winslet were extraordinary. They move in the screen with grace, not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; overlapping each other's performance. Both gave different touches into their character yet in the end they gave a common appeal to the audience. Their acting were distinct because although the role they portray was utterly ordinary, they managed to create something elegant and dramatic out of their respective characters, which by the way gave a blow&lt;/span&gt; to the audience. Truly worth the nominations for the Oscars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The movie gave a lasting effect because of the realizations it offers. One can just sigh and begin to look back at his life and realize that things as simple as their childhood memories could make them survive their journey&lt;/span&gt; called life. 5 out of 5 stars. &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/10189457-110819937137111247?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110819937137111247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110819937137111247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110819937137111247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110819937137111247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/02/finding-neverland.html' title='Finding Neverland'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110819912685167967</id><published>2005-02-12T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:12:01.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall We Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Movie Review: Shall We Dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dancing is a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;journey, a language for many die-hard romantics. Every movement should have a purpose, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a drama. Infatuation won&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;t suffice but passion and love will. Ordinary people searching for a deviation to their monotonic life can have dancing as an option. That is where the movie rotates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall we dance tells how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; people, who have different views in life, can perfectly fit as partners when it comes to dancing. The movie was embroidered with a perfect choice of music, a distinct choice of appealing characters, an elegant choice of costume and a familiar choice of setting. It&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s both modern&lt;/span&gt; and classy. Plus, the director wove it to something simple wherein the characters have their own majestic spot. He gave a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;glimpse of each character&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s life while carefully ensuring that it won&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t go adrift from the essence of the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Richard Gere and Jennifer Lopez were, as expected, gave a very good collaboration, although I cannot help but think that I have already seen the same thing. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;movie did not give that lasting effect at the end. It&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s like stepping into the movie house, then you get entertained and afterwards that&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s it. It&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;s a good treat for a valentines date but you probably won&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;’&lt;/span&gt;t even remember the movie when you retire at the end of the day. Although it&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;s simp&lt;/span&gt;le, its elegance took it a step higher than other &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=movies" target="_blank"&gt;movies&lt;/a&gt; of the same genre. 3 of 5 stars.&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/10189457-110819912685167967?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110819912685167967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110819912685167967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110819912685167967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110819912685167967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/02/shall-we-dance.html' title='Shall We Dance'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110813581826961203</id><published>2005-02-11T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:13:21.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;grabe&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;this week... it was so stressful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;MONDAY-- exam chem FRIDAY--exam zoolab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#66ffff;"&gt;THURS-- exam physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hayy i was lucky i survived.. lately i've been sleeping past 1:30 and last night(kaninang umaga pla) 4am na.. i need to sleep!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pero amidst all those STRESS im sooo HAPI parin! my favorite team---GINEBRA WON the championship&lt;/span&gt;!! after 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=games" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; they did it! even though pilay sila dahil wala si jajay they have proven thaT they can still win the title. KAHIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; na binigay sa kanila ung 1st game win ng TNT they have proven na they can really match TNT!!! great game talaga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cyempre i love MARK caguioa--47 and JAJAY hetlerbrand--13.. astigg.. SANTOS, MENK, SALVACION were also great!!! haayy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I was desperate to have a&lt;/span&gt; ticket for game six pero ubos na.. sayang.. anyway my TV served me well..heheh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;gotta zone out i need to sleep! hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;hapi na ko!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ehem ehem.. my crush smiled at me kanina.. i was shocked kasi i thought he's suplado..hehehe.. well&lt;/span&gt; i found out that we kinda have the same interests...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-110813581826961203?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110813581826961203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110813581826961203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110813581826961203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110813581826961203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/02/what-week.html' title='what a week'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110718757273350269</id><published>2005-01-31T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:15:06.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't need to be judged&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; be understood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not perfect&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but who is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i don't need your &lt;/span&gt;pity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i need your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I wrote that to hush the anger, to ease the hatred. I guess poetry is my GET AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At six this evening I stopped by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; the cathedral and talked to HIM, my RESORT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES that make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; me GOOD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, there are only a FEW people praying around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When I got home I tried to review for a very big exam but I ended up skimming STUPIDLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN WILL I BE IN THE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;MOOD? I'm NOT like this before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many questions...NOT even an answer came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...zOning out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-110718757273350269?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110718757273350269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110718757273350269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110718757273350269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110718757273350269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/01/anger.html' title='anger'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110709521711677626</id><published>2005-01-30T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:16:30.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dancing in the waters of the moon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invisible rain enveloped me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The pressure drowned me&lt;br /&gt;I long for a savior...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know what that meant but it just popped out of my zOning mind... Here I am again sitting&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; in front of the computer, &lt;strong&gt;wasting &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;my life with inane things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;. I woke up past 12 this afternoon. I have slept late last night only because I was busy surfing the net for nothings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;There's something &lt;strong&gt;WRONG &lt;/strong&gt;with my head right now but I can't&lt;/span&gt; decipher it. Its all addled with lots of&lt;/span&gt; stuffs. All I know is I can't feel anything right now. I guess that makes me &lt;strong&gt;NUMB&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Have you ever felt like you are going to CHOKE and yet you can perfectly breathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAIN&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;ENDLESS&lt;/strong&gt;... I guess I'm just &lt;strong&gt;CONFUSED&lt;/strong&gt; right now. I have a lot of things to do but I ended up doing &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm LAZY... BROKEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I talk too much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...zOning out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-110709521711677626?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110709521711677626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110709521711677626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110709521711677626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110709521711677626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/01/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110698695216769407</id><published>2005-01-29T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:20:36.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just &lt;/span&gt;Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You told me you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You told me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;But then I saw that love wasn't really fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The sad thing is I believed you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And trusted you with&lt;/span&gt; all my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;So look at me now foolish and falling apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I never thought you could hurt&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You looked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;harmless for a guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I ignored the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Focused to no one else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I always thought I was superior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;That I could rule you with my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;But you were like a silent&lt;/span&gt; killer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;thief running fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Now I've realized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You were nothing but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;trash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;And oh is that girl's love true?&lt;br /&gt;Don't answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I no longer care...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-110698695216769407?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110698695216769407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110698695216769407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110698695216769407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110698695216769407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-past.html' title='Just Past'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110637070739796008</id><published>2005-01-22T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:22:21.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Through the Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/4th20yr20Class20Picture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;This piece I made for my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;batchmates back in high school.. I miss you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Through the Years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We held each other's hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;when we were down&lt;br /&gt;And managed to stood up together as one&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and cried together&lt;br /&gt;Experiences made us stronger for the better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fights and fears&lt;br /&gt;But time had proven our friendship's&lt;br /&gt;Better than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sorrowful tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny made us meet&lt;br /&gt;Let alone the reason why&lt;br /&gt;I am already thankful&lt;br /&gt;To have you people by my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon we may&lt;/span&gt; be apart&lt;br /&gt;But you'll always be a part of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Goodbye might seem sad and frightening&lt;br /&gt;But it shouldn't stop us from dreaming&lt;br /&gt;We don't know what tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; may bring&lt;br /&gt;But doors will lead us to a brighter beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10189457-110637070739796008?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110637070739796008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110637070739796008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110637070739796008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110637070739796008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/01/through-years.html' title='Through the Years'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110588002432159410</id><published>2005-01-16T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:23:54.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Thief</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like a Thief&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I saw you once, twice&lt;br /&gt;I just ignored you everytime&lt;br /&gt;Many of my friends &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;are so attracted to you&lt;br /&gt;And I was just saying..."Who?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cannot look at you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;straight in the eye&lt;br /&gt;But I was looking at you with my brows arching high&lt;br /&gt;What is it that they saw in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then all at once you came like a thief&lt;br /&gt;Snatching every bit of my energy&lt;br /&gt;I kept on denying this&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that it will soon go away quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Like how it came suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, months &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;had passed by&lt;br /&gt;And still, I am stuck with this feeling I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I scream or&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I shake my head&lt;br /&gt;I just can't get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;pathetic, useless&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know me&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't even want to know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And now, you're about to leave&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me hanging&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me uncured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/10189457-110588002432159410?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110588002432159410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10189457&amp;postID=110588002432159410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110588002432159410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10189457/posts/default/110588002432159410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/2005/01/like-thief.html' title='Like a Thief'/><author><name>bHi_annE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05987621636958769356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110587958803445270</id><published>2005-01-16T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:25:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamentation On Two Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lamentation on Two Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Can you believe that the leaves are turning already?&lt;br /&gt;Another year&lt;/span&gt; has gone by&lt;br /&gt;The long soft evenings have raced away&lt;br /&gt;And the day that you'd &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;be gone is fast approaching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish the days left will go on without end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;But that timelessness has its own weight that will make it stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Leaving the soul to dream on too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;To keep hoping too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I've missed...what chances are gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I wonder how will the days left be spent&lt;br /&gt;By trying to forget you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but grieve for the coming of the end&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the wind sifting in the rattling leaves is melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;The bright colors of yesterday&lt;/span&gt; fade so fast,&lt;br /&gt;As I may not see you ever again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the long evenings do give time for thought and&lt;br /&gt;Reflection of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;past and planning for those ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;But then, the crisp air carries an energy, a vitality&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;like when new leaves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sprout to replace the fallen ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dead leaves of the past enrich the soil, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;as I am enriched by memories of things that now will be gone&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I lament like this&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of the thought that&lt;/span&gt; you're leaving?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it because I've reminisced the past for the year's end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Maybe there's no blame when a flower's life is done&lt;br /&gt;No blame when the leaves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;keep falling within the hands of father time&lt;br /&gt;No blame for the impossibility of seeing you again&lt;br /&gt;No blame for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;things that I just wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;At times I fear the soil of my soul has grown chill, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;with the days growing shorter, and the sun&lt;/span&gt; staying low &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Still, I cling to a belief that spring will save me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; the melancholy of autumn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/10189457-110587958803445270?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/full_moon27/prettygurls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10189457.post-110587943419755200</id><published>2005-01-16T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T20:27:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Could</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I Could&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;If I could,&lt;br /&gt;Then I would tell you how&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;If I&lt;/span&gt; could,&lt;br /&gt;Then I would show you how much I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;stuck to you deeply&lt;br /&gt;If I could,&lt;br /&gt;Then I would sprinkle you with joy like the refreshing summer rain&lt;br /&gt;If I could,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I would tell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;how much she means to you&lt;br /&gt;Just to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could be with you all the time and adore you endlessly&lt;br /&gt;But all I could do is to stare at you&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden of the chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; to&lt;/span&gt; be with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/10189457-110587943419755200?l=moonlightlines.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moonlightlines.blogspot.com/feeds/110587943419755200/comments/default' 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