<?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-6634302330043894813</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:13:30.958-07:00</updated><category term='pressure'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='red'/><category term='back'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='lost'/><category term='delight'/><category term='empty'/><category term='small'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='new'/><category term='gestures'/><category term='event'/><category term='resolution'/><category term='bez'/><category term='burning hot'/><category term='abyss'/><category term='time'/><category term='frustrations'/><category term='anxiety'/><category term='boy'/><category term='reborn'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='green-eyed monster'/><category term='through the years'/><category term='chatter'/><category term='play'/><category term='girl'/><category term='wish'/><category term='layout'/><category term='weakness'/><category term='dreamland'/><category term='love'/><category term='turmoil'/><category term='laptop'/><category term='discovery'/><title type='text'>Behind the mask</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-2656262251915192168</id><published>2009-01-28T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T05:34:47.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello! I've been busy setting up my other blog that I've neglect this one. I don't know if I'm going to continue this blog since I think I'm going to be very busy to manage two blogs and I think no one is reading or visiting this one that much. So maybe this post would be my last post for this blog. I'm not really sure but let's just see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've listed the stuff that I'm going to do in the near future. I'm going to post here the list, so if you can help just give me a buzz. These will also be the reason why I will be busy to manage this blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn Korean, Japanese, Chinese, Greek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn photoshop, flash, html and css&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start my never-ending story&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ebay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scrapbook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to paint or any art stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download mangas, anime and ebooks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organize my files and folders&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Translate mangas, and ebooks (after I've learned the languages)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;That and it keep getting longer! Hahaha... I need to start working on it if I want to finish at least two or three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing else to say so I need to say tata! adieu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-2656262251915192168?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/2656262251915192168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=2656262251915192168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/2656262251915192168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/2656262251915192168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2009/01/unsure.html' title='unsure'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-7371817473253005126</id><published>2009-01-11T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T06:55:18.210-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution'/><title type='text'>resolutions?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;          howdie! First of all, I want to greet everyone, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!! belated... Heeheeehee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Anyway, another year has passed and now I'm 18! Hoorah for me! Thank you for all those who remember my great big day and greeted me. Ok.. So now don't forget your gifts! I'm still accepting gifts. ok? hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          So since it's new year, I need to make my new years resolution and this year try to follow it! Can't remember what my resolution last year because I've been busy moving blogs and I totally can't remember where I've posted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          OK, here's the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               1. By the end of the year 2009, I would know how to cook. Hopefully, I can do this one since we only have ourselves to fend to our needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               2. I want to have a long hair! Or any hairstyle that is new and totally not me.. Hahhahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               3. I wish I can finally fix the things that needs fixing.. Yah stuff like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               4. My ever hopeful wish, to be slimmer.. One size smaller.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               5. Finished my long-time dream, to write a complete story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               6. To never regret the decisions that I will make this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          There! That's my short list of resolution this year. So hopefully, I will finally do at least half of this. So that's it for today! Oh before I forget, I'm going to have another blog~! But I won't give you the address, so don't ask for it! Only to chosen people... Bwahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;             - pitchy           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-7371817473253005126?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/7371817473253005126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=7371817473253005126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/7371817473253005126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/7371817473253005126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2009/01/resolutions.html' title='resolutions?'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-4974891753795937409</id><published>2008-12-04T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T07:41:41.238-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Back from nowhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Howdie, pipz! 'Zup? Hahaha! I'm back, finally! After more than a year of having no steady connection of net, I've finally have my own connection! Thanks, Ma! Mwuah! Because of that, I'm going to update my blog more frequently.. (I hope!) Anyway, for all those who are visiting my blog from time to time, thanks and don't forget to leave a message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Anyway, Christmas is just around the corner... I'm thinking of what gifts should I give this season?? It's really hard to think of a gift to give to someone really special! You'd never know if he likes it or not! I wonder if I would just ask him of what he wants to receive this Christmas, so he would definitely like it. But it would certainly make me feel unexcited in giving it because I know he would never be surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     How about me? What would I like to receive this Christmas? Hmm.. What a difficult question! Well, it depends on who will be giving the gift, I think. If my parents would give me a gift, I would certainly like to receive something expensive like a camera or a new watch but it's most unlikely that they would give me s present. (But who knows, they might!) If someone close to me would give me a gift, I want it to be something very special. Special in a way that the moment I see it, I would say to myself, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He knows me so well!&lt;/span&gt;" Stuff like that! I know it makes no sense, I don't even understand it myself! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Anyways, I'm not really expecting something this Christmas! But if you really like to give me something, you can give me a letter! A handwritten and long and beautiful and written in a stationery and unique and so and so! Lalalala.. Ok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     And now, I'm going to say&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'fare thee well'&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hasta La Proxima Vez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;- bruh   \(^-^)/             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-4974891753795937409?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4974891753795937409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=4974891753795937409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/4974891753795937409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/4974891753795937409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-nowhere.html' title='Back from nowhere!'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-224409265770158731</id><published>2008-11-06T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:32:57.539-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='layout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><title type='text'>new look</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     Yay! I've finally updated my blog! Hahaha... It's been a long, long, long time since I've change my layout so there! And it's a U-Know layout! Yay!!! Well, I hope I can update my friendster next time if I have the time to do so and I'm not feeling lazy... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     I'll just write a post next time if I can think of a topic, so for now I'll take my booooow! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;     And don't forget to leave your comment!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;            ~ pitchy               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-224409265770158731?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/224409265770158731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=224409265770158731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/224409265770158731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/224409265770158731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-look.html' title='new look'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-3965425692706668724</id><published>2008-09-22T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:29:23.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>early birthday wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This post will be very special.. I'll post my hopes, wishes and dreams for my upcoming birthday. So I'll use my native tongue to write this one since it has always been hard for me to translate my thoughts in english especially those with deeper meanings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;September pa lang pero iniisip ko na birthday ko. Parang gusto ko ng hilahin ang oras pero natatakot ako sapagkat baka lumipas lang ang araw na iyon ng walang nangyayari. Hindi naman ako naghahangad ng isang bonggang handaan. Sa totoo nga inaasahan ko nang hindi talaga ako maghahanda. Dahil simula noon, ayaw na ayaw kong maghanda tuwing birthday ko. Mga limang beses lang siguro ako naghanda ng birthday ko ever. Ayaw na ayaw kong maging center of attraction kaya sa mga nagsasabing magdebut ako, sorry pero hindi talaga ako magdedebut. May times na iniisip ko kung anong mangyayari kung magdedebut ako pero di ko maimagine eh, sa gulo ba naman ng family namin? Hahaha.. Isa pa pag nagdebut ako, siguradong hindi magsasalita ang tatay ko! (Nagmana ako sa kanya eh. hahahaha..) Parang kung hindi magsasalita ung tatay ko, what's the point diba? para lang siyang ordinary birthday. Pero ok lang sa akin yun, I understand naman my dad eh. Mahiyain! (nilakad nga niya cubao hanggang binondo dahil nahihiya siyang magtanong! Hahaha.. totoo pala un! Kala ko joke lng.) Anyways, ayaw ko rin namang magdebut because of many different reasons na hindi ko na babanggitin. (Di ko masabi ung iba eh.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Since hindi nga ako magdedebut.. (depends baka biglang sabihin ng nanay ko magdebut ako! Balitaan ko na lng kau! Nag-iisip eh! Baka mapilit niya din tatay ko pero himala na lng un!) Share ko na lng ang wish ko for my 18th birthday! wishes pala kasi marami-rami siya.. Dahil nga hindi na ako mag-dedebut, gusto kong maging special ung birthday ko. well, kahit hindi sa exact day basta one special day.. So gagawin ko na lang siyang list!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1. gusto ko ng 18 roses or less roses! Hehehe.. Kasi naman si papz! gusto daw niya first dance siya! hahaha.. Well, gusto ko rin kasi naman nung valentine ball nung fourth year, kinalimutan akoooooooo!! Ang galing! grabe! Hahahaaa.. Haaaaaaaay.. sana andito si leo! pero ok lng. Ilang beses na rin kaming sumayaw dahil sa ms. and mr. december.. Hahahaha... pareho kaming kaliwa ang paa. tapos kami pa palagi magpartner pag dancing stuff. Anyway, pag naghanda ako sa bahay... tignan na lng natin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2. gusto ko ng special number!!!! Hindi ako ung magpeperform ha? gusto kong makita uling sumayaw ang freaks eh! namimiss ko na! Sana eto matupad!! Gusto ko ng video eh! Papz!! sige naaaaaaaaaaaaa... Ha?? alam ko naman namiss mo na ring sumayaw! Tapos gusto ko naman kumanta si lily! Yay!!! Kahit isang kanta lang! Pero alam ko eto malabong mangyari mahiyain kasi ang bruha! tsk! Then gusto ko rin ng duet!!! Kahit sinong magpartner pwede na!! Mahirap ng magbigay ng names ngaun eh! Baka mahurtssss... Heheheeee.. anyway.. gusto ko documented lahat para pwede kong panoorin uli! Sana! Sana! Sana! Kahit ito lang matupad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3. gusto ko ng special gifts!!! Okie na sa akin ang group effort. Special meaning hindi siya basta binili! gusto ko ng may meaning! Alam niyo naman ako, maarte! Hahaha.. Kung la kayong maisip bibigyan ko kayo ng idea. Scrapbook, compilation of my favorite songs (hulaan niyo na lng kasi di ko alam kung ano eh.. kau baka alam niyo), book of lyrics of westliife (complete ha?), artistic art (mahilig ako sa mga magagandang drawing at colorful stuff.), letter, video or recording. Basta mga bagay na may special touch! haaaaaaaaaaaay... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. gusto ko ng stuffss!!! kung gusto niyo naman akong bigyan ng regalo at marami kayong pera, sasabihin ko na gusto ko para naman siguradong magugustuhan ko yung gift niyo di ba??? Hmnnn... gusto ko ng baaaaaaaaaaag(bahala na kayo basta cute!), jacket(matagal na to!!! manipis lang gusto ko!), laptop accessories(for my lappytoptop), tablet(for my artistic attempts.. hehehe), cameraaaa(too expensive! ayaw kasi akong bilhan ng nanay ko eh.), clothes(hehehe... di nyo naman alam size ko.), shoes(gurly cute sandals), books(mga how to do stuff. Like about crochet, soap, candles, scrapboook..)... Yan! Alam ko ung mga gusto ko is wala sa budget kaya pwede na ang group effort! Hahahahaha!! Nevermind.. Mga stuff lang naman to na pinagiisipan ko kung bibili ako o hindi kasi naman sasabihan na naman ako ng nanay kong ang gastos-gastos koooooooooo... Well, totoo naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;5. eto for special mention people...&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;Papz, gusto ko ng scrapbook! o kaya ng paper about me! Hehehe.. Parang reaction paper! &gt;&gt;Lalay, pwedeng gawan mo ko ng powerpoint??? Hahaha. addict na eh!&gt;&gt;Mommy, turuan mo ko magcrochet! Gusto kong gawan ng bag ung laptop ko eh! la kasing kasya sa kanya!&gt;&gt;Bruh, ung hinhingi ko sayo! Last birthday ko pa yun ha? Mag-oone year na!&gt;&gt;Dar, ung video nung cheering natin! sana mahanap mo na! Ang ganda-ganda ng performance at costume natin nun eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;6. Gusto ko ng copy ng scary movie negative one! hahahah... Well, it's my first ever horror story and movie! Kahit siguro ang rate niya is .000000000000000000001... Pinaghirapan naman natin siyang gawin! Pumasok-pasok pa tayo sa mukhang haunted house na yun! Goosh, katakot! Sana maayos na rin ang audio niya! gawa sana tayo ulit!! Love story naman! Siyempre ako uli gagaw ng story!! pero la na tayong time eh! Sa bakasyon kaya??? hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ayan! Ang haba-haba na nitong post ko! Well, ang dami ko kasing gusto.. Sana kahit isa man lang jan, matupad noh! Pwede na sa akin yon! Hindi ko naman ineexpect na matutupad siya lahat! pero at least kahit isa matupad! Kaya ko nga siya pinost dito eh! Para mabasa niyo! Hahaha... anyway, sensya na kung weird ung mga ibang gusto ko! Ganun talaga ako eh! Anyway!!!! Malayo pa naman birthday ko! Marami pang mas mauuna magbirthday sa akin... pero yan na ung wish ko!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;-ivy&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/6634302330043894813-3965425692706668724?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/3965425692706668724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=3965425692706668724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/3965425692706668724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/3965425692706668724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/09/early-birthday-wish.html' title='early birthday wish'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-2144788100412927789</id><published>2008-09-09T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:49:09.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptop'/><title type='text'>How to ask for a Laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yay!!! I have a new lappytoptop!!! I can't believe it!!! I'll tell you the story how I got my new laptop! Sooooo, let me start the story!! Okie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmnn... it was months agooooo when I started to wish for a new laptop!! It was because of Computing 2. My laptop has only 500 mb RAM, so I wanted to have a faster one. Soooo that's where the idea of having a laptop came from!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last week! September 2! My mother told me that she has a gift certificate in Abenson and asked what appliance do I want. Of course, I told her I want a laptop! Then she told me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Anak, anf kapal ng mukha mo." &lt;/span&gt;Later that afternoon, we met at Abenson then she asked me what do I want then I answered her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ma, Laptop nga."&lt;/span&gt; Then she said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh di pumili ka na."&lt;/span&gt; Then the sales clerk gave me a brochure. So the first laptop I picked was Dell Inspiron 1420 with 2 gb RAM and 250  gb HDD. It was around 49k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really not sure if my mother would buy me a new one because she said that I would just buy it with my father! And my father is so masungit! Hahahah.. So she said that I should wait for my father who will be arriving sunday (september 7). And while waiting for my father, I changed my choice to Dell Inspiron 1420 with 3 gb RAM, 320 gb HDD and around 63k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So September 7 came, my father finally arrived! but then we need to attend some kind of a party. He said that it's just for 1 hour and then we would go to Abenson. But I don't believe that my father would buy me a new laptop because he didn't say he would buy me one. So we went to the party and it lasted for 3 hours! It was already 4:30 in the afternoon and they still need to go to Tarlasc to buy medicine for my grandfather. When we arrived home, it was already midnight! My father said that we would just buy the laptop tomorrow afternoon during my free time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Monday (September 8) came, after my PE class. We went to divisoria since it was still early for mall. By the time we arrived in ortigas, it was already 1:00. We went to Galleria first but the abenson there don't sell laptops. So we went to Edsa Shangrila where I got the brochure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we arrived at Shang! (2:45) I asked the sales clerk if they have the laptop I want. Unfortunately, the clerk said it's already out of stock! So I have no choice but go back to my original choice the Dell Inspiron 1420 with 2 gb RAM. Then my father asked me, don't they have any laptops with 3 gb RAM? Then I said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wala na pa eh, ok na yun!"&lt;/span&gt; Fortunately, my father saw the brochure and found Dell XPS M1330! It has a 3gb RAM, 250gb HDD, core 2 duo, a fingerprint reader and stuff. Since it was already my father who said that, then I would not say no to it! Hahahahhah... Then I waited 1 hour for my laptop!!! So it was already 5 when we left the store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the short version story! It's hard to type the long version because you might not understand it! But I'm reaaally happy! My jaws were aching from smiling! (Really!!)  There!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time!!! SO loooooooooooong!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-2144788100412927789?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/2144788100412927789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=2144788100412927789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/2144788100412927789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/2144788100412927789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-to-ask-for-laptop.html' title='How to ask for a Laptop'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-6587176633245010795</id><published>2008-08-15T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:32:17.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish'/><title type='text'>wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2C7B0CGPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2C7B0CGPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;'Sigh! I guess I'll write something about Breaking Dawn and Noli-Fili much, much later! If I have the time and the will... Hehehehe.. I'm too lazy to post anything these days.. Maybe later... hahaha.. And I'm thinking of start writing my first finished story. It has always been my frustration.. Well, whaeva! Here's something to read/ know about me..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Okay, I'm try to list my likes and wants... I've always want to that! But I can't find the time and I always misplace my list... So I'm putting it here and also to share this with you! Hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, I don't know if anyone knows what I like because, honestly, I don't receive much... I've always want to give something special to everyone...  It's always fun preparing the gift..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;GIFTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Hmn... I've always want to receive stuff from others. You can say that I crave for it! Since I have only 3 pairs of godparents and they seem to forget me, I rarely received gifts. That's why even from the smallest things I'd received, I tend to keep it. Let me give you an example, it was valentine's ball, and Boony won the King of Heart?? (not sure..), he told to hold a safety pin for him and he forgot it. It might be small stuff but I always keep things like that. Hehehe.. I even have the seeds of the first caramays I ate, the yucky shell Christian gave me, the santan flower bracelet we've made and many other scrap stuff. Unfortunately, I don't have my first roses... I was preserving it, then lola Sion threw it away because it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;'nilalanggam na daw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;'! Well, I still have a picture of it as a remembrance! Hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I know, I'm very sentimental about stuff. Maybe the people who gave me these stuff won't remember this. But I've always keep things that was given to me in any occasion... I put it in my scrap treasure box! So I'm not choosy in gifts! I accept all kind of gifts, but of course I have a particular thing that I'm looking for in gifts. It's not the price or anything. I just wish to receive something special that it will brought tears to my eyes. Something that you spend so much time in making it... (That's a clue!) I don't think that would ever happen because I'm not that sensitive to gifts. But I really want that to happen... (Hmm.. Maybe if my father... hahahah... I might!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;STUFFS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway, let's move on... That's about gift! Now, it's about the stuffs I want to have or I want to buy! Well, I don't expect someone to give me these kind of things because the stuffs I want is expensive! So the only people I expect to give me these stuffs are my parents and myself (with my parents money, of course!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I've always wanted new things! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;'Kahit ano basta bago!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;My mother even teased me that I should had been named Bili Joy! Hahaha.. Because I always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; 'Ma, bili mo ko nun, bili mo ko nito'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;lol! Even my name in her cellphone is Bili Joy. (Well, I've changed it to Ivy Ganda! Hahahah..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm very impulsive, I must admit. If I want something, I would not stop thinking about it until I've bought it. And once I've bought it, it's already in the back of my mind. And I'm already thinking of the other things I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;In case you don't know what I'm talking about, I'll give you some of the things I want to buy! Bags, shoes, jacket, shirts, laptop, camera, headphone, wallet, skirts, pants, ipod, manga and other stuff! I'm warning you, don't try to give me these stuff because most likely I might not like it! If you want to give me these kind of stuff, ask me to buy with you! But it's not a surprise anymore.. And I love surprises! So that's why I really don't want to receive these kinds of gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;CUTE TRASH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;There are things that I like but I don't want to have it! (Amazing, isn't it?? I like it but I don't want to have it!) These things are the cute, tiny things that I love first time I see it! I love it but I don't like to keep it because I don't have much place to keep it. Maybe if I have my own house and money, then I would start collecting it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Candles, soaps, stones, shells, scents, boxes, coins, stamps, puzzles, paintings, and stuffs! Sigh, all the beautiful things... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Well, that's all the material things that I like! I'll see if I can post something about the things I like in a person! Maybe next time if I'm not too lazy!!! I've spent four hours writing this post! Phew! Thank goodness, it's done! Yay~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;- bebeh   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-6587176633245010795?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/6587176633245010795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=6587176633245010795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/6587176633245010795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/6587176633245010795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/08/wishes.html' title='wishes'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-4403926121858404794</id><published>2008-08-03T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:18:56.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discovery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delight'/><title type='text'>Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CEFB0CPD&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CEFB0CPD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hoorah!! I have discover a new thing that brings delight to my heart!!! This morning I've watched Noli-Fili Dekada 2000 (Dos Mil) written by Nicanor G. Tiongson. And I loved it so much that I promised myself that I would watch all the plays I can watch!! (And I think I'm going to include concerts, musicals and other stuff!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;When I arrived at the venue with my brother who is studying at DLSU, I almost regret going there. Because most of the audience are from DLSU or FEU-Fairview. But when we entered the theater, I was so amazed with the stage!!! It's so cute!!! Hahahaha! And when the play begun, I was awed by the actors and actresses! They're so unbelievable! I can't wait to watch another one!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;This is my second time to watch a play... My first play ever was Pygmalion by George Bernard Show. That play was totally wow!!! I can't describe my feeling when I was watching that play! I felt like I've gone back to the past! As in WOW!!! Hahahaha! I'm really looking forward for the next plays to come!!! I will be waiting!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'll try to write my understanding or interpretation about the play next time!!! And I'm already planning the next event I'm going to watch!! Cinderella? Or Mulan? Or both??? What do you think??? I'm really excited!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;And that's it!!! Maybe I'll write another post tomorrow about BREAKING DAWN!!!! YAY! The moment I've been waiting for is finally here!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;- pitchipitchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-4403926121858404794?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/4403926121858404794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=4403926121858404794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/4403926121858404794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/4403926121858404794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/08/discovery.html' title='Discovery'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-287996548541577474</id><published>2008-07-22T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:17:30.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abyss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anxiety'/><title type='text'>abyss</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CEB0B0PB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CEB0B0PB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop feeling worried ever since I've learned she's interested in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;. When I've asked her about it, she said to stop worrying, it's not her. It did not abate my feeling but instead it only intensified it. Because of that, I'm now thinking about all the possible worst case scenario. I can't really ask her out straight because I'm afraid that my thought was right and she might get angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read things about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;. And I'm scared of what I've read. Why is she so interested in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; if it's nothing? It's not like she like to read stuff like that. I'm really worried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I'm not ready to let her go. I want to spend more time together with her. I can't accept that one day she would leave me. I may not have experience love yet but I can say that I love her! It's  so natural. I am not a showy person but I really love her.. I'm afraid of losing her... How can I live without her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;I just hope she would tell me if there's something wrong to prepare me for what is coming...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt; - ivy     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-287996548541577474?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/287996548541577474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=287996548541577474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/287996548541577474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/287996548541577474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/07/abyss.html' title='abyss'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-5034843338135619396</id><published>2008-07-07T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T04:29:53.623-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreamland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy'/><title type='text'>dreamland</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CDCE4CPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CDCE4CPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;'While I was trying to do my homework... I found this stuff in the net.. So touching.. Hahahha..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Girls are complicated**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl is quiet ... millions of things are running in her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl is not arguing ... she is thinking deeply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl looks at u with eyes full of questions .. she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl answers ' I'm fine ' after a few seconds ... she is not at all fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl stares at you ... she is wondering why you are lying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl lays on your chest ... she is wishing for you to be hers forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl wants to see you everyday... she wants to be pampered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl says ' I love you ' ... she means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a Girl says ' I miss you ' ... no one in this world can miss you more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Life only comes around once make sure u spend it with the right person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Find a Guy . who calls you beautiful instead of hot. who calls you back when you hang up on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who holds your hand in front of his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Who turns to his friends and says, ' That's her!! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;26things a perfect guy would do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;1. Know how to make you smile when you are down .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;2. Try to secretly smell your hair , but you always notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3. Stick up for you, but still respects your independence .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;4. Give you the remote control during the game .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;5. Come up behind you and put his arms around you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;6. Play with your hair .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;7. His hands always find yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;8. Be cute when he really wants something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;9. Offer you plenty of massages .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;10. Dance with you, even if he feels like a dork .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;11. Never run out of love .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;12. Be funny , but know how to be serious .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;13. Realize he's being funny when he needs to be serious .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;14. Be patient when you take forever to get ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;15. React so cutely when you hit him and it actually hurts .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;16. Smile a lot .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;17. Plans a romantic date full of cheesy things he wouldn't normally like to do, just because he knows it means a lot to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;18. Appreciate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;19. Help others out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;20. Drive 5 hours just to see you for 1 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;21. Always gives you a peck on the cheek when you depart from each others company, even when his friends are watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;22. Sing , even if he Can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;23. Have a creative sense of humor .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;24. Stare at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;25. Call for no reason .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;26.. Quit smoking , chewing , drinking , or drugs - just because he loves u that much to quit it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-5034843338135619396?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/5034843338135619396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=5034843338135619396' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/5034843338135619396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/5034843338135619396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreamland.html' title='dreamland'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-339918220337939491</id><published>2008-06-13T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T05:22:55.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure'/><title type='text'>under much ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width='315' height='80'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBF7BCPD&amp;Autoplay=1'&gt;&lt;param name='scale' value='noscale' /&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;songID=V2CBF7BCPD' width='315' height='80'  scale='noscale' wmode='transparent'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;'I'll post the song later! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;bez, read the previous post! ok? Lav yah! And for once, leave a comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm feeling a lot of force... and I can't take it all.. I'm tempted to take the easiest way out. But I guess that would be unfair to a lot of people. I don't know why everyone is asking me if there's something wrong or what happened to us or stuff... Am I doing something different that tells you something is wrong??? I've been like this ever since I remember, even if you ask my friends from olden times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;It's like a moment for me to think, time for me to be alone... I want time... I can feel I'm changing.. Being more silent, recluse.. I've lost interest in chatting and doing nothing because I have lots of things I want to do but I can't do it. I have a lots of frustrations. I want to do at least one! I can't even do one thing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I've always been giving lots of advice before but now, I stop giving my opinions and stuff. Like someone said, why would you give someone an advice when you yourself have not yet experience it. And I've known that most of them didn't really help.. It only make things worse... I feel useless but they never blame me.. Or maybe they did. Don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;And there are lots of things I've done that I regret and until now I'm still guilty. Can't come terms with myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;And for once, I want to concentrate to my studies, for my parents. All my elementary and high school life, I've never take my studies seriously.. I'm contented with a passing grade.. I want to show my parents that I can achieve something higher...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;But I really don't know what would I do after college... I'm still floating in the dark... Trying to find the light and the ground...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;So I really need time to think about all my problems in life and there are still lot of things I'm going through that only me, myself, bruh and papz can do! And they're not here so it's going to take a little while to go back to myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;...beh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-339918220337939491?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/339918220337939491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=339918220337939491' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/339918220337939491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/339918220337939491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/06/under-much.html' title='under much ...'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-5129366671513554170</id><published>2008-06-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T06:26:04.198-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='through the years'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bez'/><title type='text'>through the years</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2C4CB70PB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2C4CB70PB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;'I think this the third time I post something for you! Hahaha! Ang kulit ko eh! You know na yourself! Remember this song? it's been two years! and you're almost 18! Blowout! Hahaha! Bear with me if I'm too redundant, ok? And I'm going to use my tongue (tagalog) just this once! I've been using my brain (english) eh!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I miss you!!!!! Waaaaaaaaaaah! Kailan ba uli tayo magkikita? Hindi naman kasi tayo masyado nagkita nung bakasyon eh! I'm too busy! At may toyo ako nung lumabas tayo! Alam mo kailangan ko talaga ng kausap! As in tainga lang! Ako lang ang magsasalita!!!! Kasi naipon na sa bibig ko ung mga gusto kong sabihin! (Pasensya na kung puro exclamation. Hahahaha..) Kung kailan man tayo pwedeng mag-usap, sana malapit na yun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alam mo naalala na naman kita! Hahaha! Malapit na kasi ang July at August! Namimiss na talaga kita! Alam mo yun? Naalala ko yung mga times na nag-uusap tayo! Well, madalas ako lang ang nagsasalita. Pero at least! Ganun na rin yun! Alam mo ba naaalala ko pa yung pareho tayong hindi gumagawa ng assignment, yung crush mo nung kinder, si Lourdes, di ba???? Katabi mo siya tapos nagexchange pa kayo ng letters noon eh! Tapos ung kaengengan mong ginawa dati nung grade 2 binigyan mo ng gold bracelet si Mary Grace! Hahaha... Sayang ung bracelet, gold yun di ba? Syempre naaalala ko din ung mga times na nag-aaway tayo! nag-away ba talaga tayo? Parang hindi tumatagal away natin eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Sayo ko ba nasabi nun na hindi na ako tinotopak?? Kay Lily ata... Haaaaay... Inuumpisahan na naman akong topakin alam mo yun? Yung mga times na moody ako??? You know? yung supeeeer silence.. (Meron di ba???) Meron naman yung parang bata ako nun? Haaaaay... Kasi naman eh! Di ba, lagi naman akong nagyayayang umuwi pag wala tayong ginagawa?? Or may times na napakadown ko!! (Meron ah!) As in yung I don't know what to do with my life. I remember asking you and lily what's your objective in life... I think all I need is time... Kasi marami akong gustong gawin na hindi ko nagagawa kaya siguro nagiging frustrated ako. Alam mo yun??? Maybe not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay... Ang gulo ng utak ko. Parang noon ang tingin ko sa sarili ko I'm a happy-go-lucky girl... Kung saan ako masaya dun ako... Ang daming kong nasasabi about sa mga bagay-bagay.. pero ngayon wala na... Feeling ko ang booooring!! I guess it's my fault. Siguro hindi pa ako adjusted.. things like that! anyway, miss talaga kita! Alam mo yun, minsan feel ko sa sarili ko I'm so insensitive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...beh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;'belated happy birthday, Camille!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-5129366671513554170?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/5129366671513554170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=5129366671513554170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/5129366671513554170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/5129366671513554170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/06/through-years.html' title='through the years'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-8972354492314391083</id><published>2008-06-02T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T07:08:13.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weakness'/><title type='text'>frustrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBF700PA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CBF700PA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;'Hello!! I'm here again! It's been a long time since I've been here! well, no one is really reading so I guess I can really be myself... Lazy and stuff! Hahaha! Anyway, here's my newest update. It's my one of my weakness..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Sigh.. I'm really disappointed.. No matter what I do, I really can't do it! Just thinking about it makes me sick.. I wonder if I will get over this thing ever.. I guess not. If only I can stop my brain from thinking ahead and stop guessing what might be the outcome, maybe I can overcome this thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;It's frustrating to know that you keep worrying about it for a long period of time but it only takes a moment and it's over. But just for that moment, no matter how short, it would leave an impression that will last for a long time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I'm amazed on how some people takes everything in a stride. I wish I can do it like that! But I guess I can't help it, every time I think about talking in a whole crowd, I just panic... Can't help it! I think it's in my blood! Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;That's it! I'll update when I can! And I hope that's soon! See you later! Love yah! (whoever is reading this) pitchipitchy poof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-8972354492314391083?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/8972354492314391083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=8972354492314391083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/8972354492314391083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/8972354492314391083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/06/frustrations.html' title='frustrations'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-8563842261486332725</id><published>2008-05-14T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:05:09.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='turmoil'/><title type='text'>turmoil</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBE7EGPAD&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CBE7EGPAD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Howdyhoe!! Okieokie! I have less enthusiasm now than before about making my blog more personal! I'm feeling insecure, worthless and useless! Ugh! Everything is a mess. I feel like I've been living in a dream. Everything feels mechanical! I never did the things I plan to do. I feel like I've wasted my time doing the same thing everyday! But I can't do a thing about it because I think I'm happy or contented or satisfied?? Stop!! I don't know what I'm talking about, so don't ask! Nyahahahha... Things just drift....... Stupid.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway, less than a month and I'm back to school again! Boring! Hahaha... I don't really like studying ever! But I guess I have to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Okie! I know what my next topic would be!!!! Nyahahaha... Bye!!! See you later! Mwuaah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;pitchipitchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;'s gone....  crazy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-8563842261486332725?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/8563842261486332725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=8563842261486332725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/8563842261486332725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/8563842261486332725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/turmoil.html' title='turmoil'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-3461940174373300663</id><published>2008-05-10T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T07:07:00.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burning hot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red'/><title type='text'>burning hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CB40G7PD&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CB40G7PD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); align=justify"&gt;Golaaay!!! What's wrong with the wooooooorld??? Or is there something wrong with me??? Weeell, there's nothing wrong with meeeeee!!! My temper is just shoooooort! And I'm always shouting... But that's my normal voice... And it's their fault!!! They're so annoying!!! They don't the word "WAIT"! And are they blind? Can't they see I'm busy? And they don't know how to fall in line!!! Gosh!!! I'm getting old!!! Well, I'm really getting old! Nyahahahah... Anyway, I'm "nabubuknot!"!!! Grrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I will stop here! I'm bloody red!!! Love you all!!! And stupid stupid stupid!!! See you later!~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;pitchipitchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; BOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Announcment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Happy Birthday, Lee Ann Camporedondo!! (Titaaaaaaaaaaa!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-3461940174373300663?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/3461940174373300663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=3461940174373300663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/3461940174373300663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/3461940174373300663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/burning-hot.html' title='burning hot'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-1363605602949132269</id><published>2008-05-10T03:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:55:54.182-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chatter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='empty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>empty</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CB40G7PD&amp;amp;Autoplay=1"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=1&amp;amp;songID=V2CB40G7PD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Helleur!!! I'm back!!! Nyahahaha... pitchipitchy is here to rock my world!!! I want to post something everyday... So that's why I'm here even though I've got nothing to write!!! I can't seem to collect my thoughts. I know I have lots of things I want, need to write but I can't find anything to write now... I'll just wait for it to come back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Since I've got nothing to say... Let me make some noise... This year is the weirdest summer ever!!! Can you imagine, raining during summer? Well, how about thunder and lightning? Golay!!! So weird!! Maybe the world is coming to an end! Let's hope not! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hmm... I think that's all for today! I need to read something to make my day!! Tatah!!! See you later!!! I'm outta here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Announcement:&lt;/span&gt; Happy Birthday to Ralph Jeano Claronino!! (It's Claroninyo... But don't know thecode for  enye...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-1363605602949132269?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/1363605602949132269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=1363605602949132269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/1363605602949132269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/1363605602949132269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/empty.html' title='empty'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-7108253665516904592</id><published>2008-05-09T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T19:25:02.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='green-eyed monster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>green-eyed monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBBFFBPB0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2CBBFFBPB0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);" align="justify"&gt;(Before you continue, you should read this first!!! X and S are the characters! Can't say the name. might cause some problem among us... Thank you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel him! I'm trying to ignore him, pretending I'm not aware, hiding from him... But I always know deep inside that he's just there, hiding, eating me up... I don't know how long can I last... Before the green-eyed monter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... Lately I've been "turning green", every time I see them together! I know it's not right because  I don't have a right and well, yeah, it's not right! But I just can't help it! X was there ever since then suddenly S is trying to take X away from me! Ugh! I can really feel it! S has been doing things that annoys me, like forgetting me! We've been a circle before but I feel like I'm out of the loop! Not exaggerating or anything but it's really true!!! That's why sometimes I just don't bother to care anymore... It's making me ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold it right there!!! Nyahahaha!!! I think that's too much already... Someone who's not always reading my blog might accidentally read this and BOOM!! Anyway, I will right more about this later... And whoever has an idea to the people I'm talking about, shut it! Okay, I'm drained! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pitchipitchy&lt;/span&gt; empty!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-7108253665516904592?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/7108253665516904592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=7108253665516904592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/7108253665516904592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/7108253665516904592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/green-eyed-monster.html' title='green-eyed monster'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-1390859815872636605</id><published>2008-05-08T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:08:14.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBB77APD&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2CBB77APD" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It started out as an ordinary day and I never thought something would happen.. But as always, expect the unexpected! Like an ordinary day, I will wake up at noon, eat my lunch, take a bath and go downstairs! But as I've told you, something unexpected happened this day. It seems ordinary when I woke up and ate my lunch. But after eating my lunch, I went to back to our room to get something. Then I noticed my bag, which was hooked behind the door, was open and it was in the bed. Well, I thought that someone was just looking for something.. Then ate Maikes came to our room and asked if I have seen anyone entered the room. I answered no that I just finished eating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Then she told me that someone, a stranger, went up in our rooms and she asked if something is missing. None of my things were taken but my cousin's mp4 that was charging in their room was missing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I can never understand how some people can do this thing. I know that life is hard but do they need to steal from other people? It's annoying when they steal something in order to live instead of getting a job or doing something good. I already have enough experience with this stuff. Well, I think, it is mostly my fault. I've been too careless with my things. You can say I'm "BURARA". But thank you, my cellphone is still alive. I think it's the longest ever phone I've owned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;sigh... I know I always stray away from the topic but I'm trying!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Need to stop!! It's already long enough... Need to post another soon... Too many topics in my mind... Crazy Ideas... Nyahahahaha... Stay tuned! And don't forget to leave your comments!!! Love yah! Mwuah!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pitchipitchy&lt;/span&gt; up, up and away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-1390859815872636605?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/1390859815872636605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=1390859815872636605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/1390859815872636605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/1390859815872636605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-3760450061444746809</id><published>2008-05-07T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:08:36.896-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='small'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gestures'/><title type='text'>gestures</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBA4FBPA0&amp;amp;Autoplay=0"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2CBA4FBPA0" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Small... Tiny... Little... A bit... I've never thought that small things would really matter. I've never really give much attention to small, insignificant matters.. But I've seen through experience that small things or gestures can show a deeper meaning.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now, I firmly believed that he really cared about her! Well, I can't really know if he loves her.. I can't just ask him if he loves her, it would be awkward and we're really not that close... I just wish that he would make her really happy! But I guess they're happy, it's just that they're not  the showy type. But I really, really hope that, even just once, he would proudly say that he loves her... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Maybe he really loves her and through small, insignificant gestures he's showing her his love... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;But I really believed that even a person shows his love through his action, one needs to hear the  word to feel secure and loved... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Okay! I'm just sharing my thoughts! But I guess I can express myself better if I wrote it in Filipino... Anyway, I need more practice, that's why I'm trying my very hardest to cope up with the topsy curvy English!! So help me! Read and Comment!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;See you later!!! Love lots!!! Mwuah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pitchipitchy&lt;/span&gt;, out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6634302330043894813-3760450061444746809?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/3760450061444746809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=3760450061444746809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/3760450061444746809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/3760450061444746809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/small.html' title='gestures'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6634302330043894813.post-8596286982027351890</id><published>2008-05-07T04:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:08:53.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reborn'/><title type='text'>reborn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;param value="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?songID=V2CBA44EPA0&amp;amp;" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="noscale" name="scale"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;embed wmode="transparent" scale="noscale" src="http://www.ijigg.com/jiggPlayer.swf?Autoplay=0&amp;amp;songID=V2CBA44EPA0" height="80" width="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pitchipitchy &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;is here!!! I'm back in blogspot!! It's been a long long time since I've wrote something.. Nyahahaha... So I'm back to make "bulabog" in your life again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my blog is very plain and simple but I'm working on it! I'm currently trying to learn HTML and CSS, so I'll just add something little by little. You better wait for it! Oteiz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, since only few people read my blog, I've decided to be more open and be more talkative than before! So that you can know me better! So for those few people who read my blog, you better read it! I'm not forcing you to, I'm just telling you! And don't forget to leave your comments with your name! I'm trying to be myself so try to do the same, otei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget please correct my wrong grammar and punctuation! I'm trying to correct my grammar and composition! Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! That's it for today!! Wait for my updates! mwuah!! see you later!! Lab yah ol!&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/6634302330043894813-8596286982027351890?l=pitchipitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/8596286982027351890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6634302330043894813&amp;postID=8596286982027351890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/8596286982027351890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6634302330043894813/posts/default/8596286982027351890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pitchipitchy.blogspot.com/2008/05/reborn.html' title='reborn!'/><author><name>pitchipitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11221898588440312638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
