<?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-16801301</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:39:39.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My journey through life</title><subtitle type='html'>every lil piece of me, how i feel, how i see it, how i do it, everything i do, i owe it all to you kuya jess... may this blog carry what i have...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16801301.post-115409425019693909</id><published>2006-07-28T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T06:44:10.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;heiya, whats up, i think u guys know by now that i only do this so-called blog when i cant do anything or completely emotional... well right now, dapat im  going to a party but because of the stupid rain, yes i hate rain yet i love it, it relaxes me and makes me fell warm?... sleepy! anyway, un, so the driver went home, home.. and no taxi's were available. as in, i waited for like 45 minutes and wala parin... so un, im at home, self-pity, missing the fun and thrill of the party.. .bye poker, swimming, drinks, FOOD! and other stuff..... gossip perhaps?! hmmmmmmmm haha:D..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;btw, i watched sukob at eastwood, it was nice, freaky!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-115409425019693909?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/115409425019693909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=115409425019693909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/115409425019693909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/115409425019693909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-114948349020622261</id><published>2006-06-04T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:59:21.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>solitude:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;hey, here's a poem that i composed for lit... i just feel like posting it... feel free to comment on it:P thnx much-ness:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the sun that sets down without her rays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Her beauty’s radiance fades as they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Her shine dazzles no more our days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Her warmth tires away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Bringing forth my miserable days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So to like a flower stripped of its bloom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Turning into weed whose life is bound to doom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No more the sparkle… no more the beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh what dreadful fate we have to pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So to like the night sky, so black and so boundless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No stars, not even dreams, unbelievably lifeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I lay now in the dank basement, solitary and barren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the midst of your absence I lament, so static and so frozen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;And if only in your presence that I can feel whole again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then I ask that you compassionately, stay and be&lt;br /&gt;With me, for this vagueness to turn into sweet serenity.&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/16801301-114948349020622261?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/114948349020622261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=114948349020622261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114948349020622261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114948349020622261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/06/solitudep.html' title='solitude:P'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-114295281135188059</id><published>2006-03-21T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T06:53:31.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying digits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;At this exact time... Well minutes have passed since I started, I am finishing my last paper for my 1st year at the Ateneo. Another exam and yup, vacation arrives, I can almost feel the days of sleeping late and not waking up early. The sound of the waves splashing clings to me and brings memories those of which spells fun and enjoyment. But, as I continue to write my paper, I recall what happened during OrSem, how I met my tnt's, my org, and my blockmates. I can still remember our bonding, our gimmicks, our whatever activities we decide to do like it was just yesterday. How we sing and dance to entertain ourselves and make a fool out of us... Well... grrrrrrrr... Its about to end, my 1st year of working and playing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;grabe parang it was just yesterday, I entered ateneo and do not have any friends, and then I met my block mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mejo naulit ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;oh well, ang exag, 2nd year na! may last paper, my last exam, w8, mag one year na ako dito sa Manila? How time flies, so swiftly, yet so smoothly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thnx everyone for making my 1st year fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-114295281135188059?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/114295281135188059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=114295281135188059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114295281135188059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114295281135188059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/03/flying-digits.html' title='Flying digits'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-114206883656746651</id><published>2006-03-11T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T01:20:36.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell-est hell ever! :((</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Grabe, school years about to end... and come to think of it, ngayon ko lang naexperience ang hellest weekS ever...  dati, i thought hell week na ung mga 3 lt's a week. di pa pala... kaso, now, aside from the lt's, may reports and papers pa. Wait, kulang pa pala, book reports and other things na kailangan gawin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;well, its as if i cant do it, its too hard, too stressed out, but if you think about it, its as easy as 1,2,3... all i have to do is to balance my time and pray.  coz no matterhow stressed i am, a little prayer helps me recharge! haha... and share ko lang, ngayon ko lang tlaga naexperience to go to a computer shop to type coz the one at home is being used... again! screw dota!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;anywa, few more days.. vacation na..  balik na ko sa ginagawa ko.. see yah later.. haha:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-114206883656746651?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/114206883656746651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=114206883656746651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114206883656746651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114206883656746651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/03/hell-est-hell-ever.html' title='Hell-est hell ever! :(('/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-114023826496417462</id><published>2006-02-17T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T20:51:04.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ktv night! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;yesterday was bei's birthday!! yipee... whooooooooooooo!!! cheers... Happy birthday to you!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;anyway, she celebrated it at red box, so jaron and I arrived there at around 7:30... We were the first ones there... tpos c frrriend karla, then jv, then rench, then deb, Milan, then rachelle and gelaine, then bea and guia, then kloe and cj....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tpos un, karla started out hyper, as usual, and we were astonished by her voice! As in, any song, kaya niya, from manny pacquio to mariah Carey... wahhhhh.. haaaiiii... And then, we just kept singing and dancing while others played billiards... When its about time to leave, mga 11:45, imagine, almost 5 hours kami kumakanta!, we sang a song for be, instead of I will be here.. We changed it to we will be here.. haha baduy! Nonetheless, twas fun....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;*actually the whole time parang naging concert ni karla eh, we were watching her... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tpos the day ended fun, hopefully, bei enjoyed her birthday... Actually sana it was memorable, one not worth forgetting.. She even texted us, "friends, salamat sa pagpunta, salamat sa kalokohan. pinasaya niyo birthday ko sobra! sana masaya rin kayo, swerte ko na kayo kaibigan ko sa ateneo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-114023826496417462?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/114023826496417462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=114023826496417462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114023826496417462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/114023826496417462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/02/ktv-night-d.html' title='Ktv night! :D'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113991910825297019</id><published>2006-02-14T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T04:11:48.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>... Losing myself... Yet, looking for it again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;grr.... For some reason... mejo naiirita ako.. lalo na after the movie, we went to gateway to watch dick and Jane... Anyway, it was fun, considering the fact that I was with bei and bea... tpos un, when we went back to admu, I attended the forum... I learned a lot... Things that I should've known ever since pa... tpos supposedly, dinner after.. kaso for some reason, bigla ako na drain, its as if my energy, happiness and myself was gone... I felt so down, useless and tired... I really wanted to go with them kaso there's something preventing me to go with them... So I went home.. tpos shes online... My gorsh... nabuhay uli ako.. parang the fact that im with her, or simply talking to her gives me the strength, gives me something im proud to have... oh well.. Only time will tell.. I only wish its not too late :P&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/16801301-113991910825297019?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113991910825297019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113991910825297019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113991910825297019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113991910825297019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/02/losing-myself-yet-looking-for-it-again.html' title='... Losing myself... Yet, looking for it again'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113949500365631349</id><published>2006-02-09T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T06:23:23.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sooo happy! And a bit missing her...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Oh My God! Share ko Lang... This has been one of my bestest days in college... As in super duper mega unbelievable xa... I got a perfect score on our math long test!!!:D. ... Not that im showing off pero, ngayon Lang talaga ako nakaperfect NC exam... sa quizzes not new but a test?! haha... Well, hopefully, may ma-inspire ako... coz if I can do it, y cant u? mas mataas pa probability na maka perfect kayo! :P... Well, sana Lang the girl I want would realize na she was my inspiration while taking the exam... Vitamins ko xa eh, and I saw her just before I took the test... Well, I hope that soon, madevelop ang friendship namin into something deeper.. Something worth remembering and experiencing... I know baduy ko, vbut, let it be... im just happy! And missing her...:P&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/16801301-113949500365631349?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113949500365631349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113949500365631349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113949500365631349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113949500365631349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-sooo-happy-and-bit-missing-her.html' title='im sooo happy! And a bit missing her...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113914337888356890</id><published>2006-02-05T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:42:58.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Oh my God! I cant believe this, its been a while since I last actually saw u, stayed with u, been with you. I miss you so much! If you could only see how miserable I am without U. everytime I have the initiative to talk to you, u don't answer back, u seldom do, u never do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waaahhhh.... Is this really me? So... Useless... So... Pathetic... So f-ed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine life with you... Could it be, the two of us, together? Combining our lives as if we are one, so happy, so joyful... D*** I hate admitting that somehow im fallin for u, and I miss you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-113914337888356890?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113914337888356890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113914337888356890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113914337888356890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113914337888356890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-miss-you-babe.html' title='I miss you babe!'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113370064921080104</id><published>2005-12-04T04:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T04:31:22.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Person I am... -one tree hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7453/1604/1600/sunset01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7453/1604/320/sunset01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Hansel said to greatly: "Let us drop these bread crumbs so that together, we find our way home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;because losing our way would be the most cruel of things. There was this one time, I lost my way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Losing your way on a journey is unfortunate. But losing your reason for the journey is a fate more cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The journey lasted 6 months. Sometimes I traveled alone. Sometimes, there were others who took the wheel, and took my heart. But when the destination was reached, it wasn't me who arrived. It wasn't me at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and once you lose yourself, you have 2 options. Find the person you used to be or lose that person completely. Because sometimes you have to step outside of the person you've been and remember the person your were meant to be. The person you wanted to be. The person you are!&lt;/span&gt;&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/16801301-113370064921080104?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113370064921080104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113370064921080104&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113370064921080104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113370064921080104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/12/person-i-am-one-tree-hill.html' title='The Person I am... -one tree hill'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113335313527630189</id><published>2005-11-30T04:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T04:18:55.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>grr..</title><content type='html'>The poem below is way to different. It was supposed to be a heart shaped poem... None the less.. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-113335313527630189?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113335313527630189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113335313527630189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113335313527630189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113335313527630189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/11/grr.html' title='grr..'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113335296038203780</id><published>2005-11-30T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T04:16:00.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem... i dont know why...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pananabik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;  Sa bawat araw na             ika’y nakikita, lalong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;timitindi ang nararamdaman     ko para sa iyo. Dahil sa iyong&lt;br /&gt; magaan na pakikisama, malamamon na puso, at kabigha-bighaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;ganda na tanging ikaw lamang ang may taglay. Tunay ngang kakaiba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;na ang aking nararamdaman. Sa tuwing ika’y aking kasama, ang puso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ko’y tumitibok ng mabilis at mabagal sa isang saglit. Pawis ko’y tumu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;tulo sa bawat minutong pagpapakitang gilas ko sa iyo. Hindi ko na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;maaari pang maitago ang aking nararamdaman sapagkat   alam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;kong tunay ito, at hindi ko ito maipagkakaila. Lagi kitang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;hinahanap-hanap. Kahit sa aking pagkain tanging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ang imahen mo ang tumatatak sa aking isipan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Ngunit, Isa lamang ang aking kinakata-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;kutan, paano kung sa paggising ko,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;malaman kong ikaw ay isang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;panaginip lamang? Kat-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hang isip na nabuo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;sa aking pana-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;nabik...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                       &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-113335296038203780?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113335296038203780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113335296038203780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113335296038203780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113335296038203780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/11/poem-i-dont-know-why.html' title='a poem... i dont know why...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-113013025370187823</id><published>2005-10-24T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T23:32:52.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enraged and happy..... Yet... Longing??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I am feeling..... Glad, to be able to write in this journal again... Its been a long time... A lot to say... So little time... Yet, furious... On what I did... Why I did it... And what to do next??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"I know u know that I know u love me"... (O,o)???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;gosh, I really don't know how to say this... But we are off... Once again.. Alone, no one to cling on to... No one to be with... No one to call my boo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"palayain ang isa't isa, kung tayo, tayo talaga"... -session road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;it started as a cool off... And then.. Whoosh!! No more.. Its gone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"heaven knows how embittered I am"... -orange and lemons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I may be wrong when I gave up... When I let go.. It seems so hard yet I can finally be free... Be liberated....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"I can make it through the rain, I can stand up once again"... -Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I hope that I can recover soon... That I can once again stand up, have a strong foundation through my family, my friends, my relatives, God, and you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"i miss the man i was with you"... -Jimmy Bondoc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;hoping that i would once again be the same person as i was with you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"jesus your my superhero, your my star, my bestfriend"... -yfc&lt;br /&gt;"till we meet again"... -Jonathan Montalban(grad song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I do expect to see you soon, hope u wont wither, wont get lost, wont disappear...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-113013025370187823?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/113013025370187823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=113013025370187823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113013025370187823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/113013025370187823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/10/enraged-and-happy-yet-longing.html' title='Enraged and happy..... Yet... Longing??'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112850227390760606</id><published>2005-10-05T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T01:51:13.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dyip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Matagal kong hinintay ang&lt;br /&gt;Dyip patungong langit.&lt;br /&gt;Nang dumating na’y, pasakay&lt;br /&gt;pa lamang ako, siya nama’y&lt;br /&gt;papalabas na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Nagkatitigan kami at kanyang&lt;br /&gt;nasabi: “oh, ikaw naman,&lt;br /&gt;di ka pwede sumabit.” Nagkangitian kami&lt;br /&gt;sa haba ng isang gabing saglit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Umupo ako at niyakap ng titig&lt;br /&gt;ang paglalaro ng alon at agos&lt;br /&gt;sa kanyang mga buhok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Umandar ang dyip&lt;br /&gt;at agad kong nasambit:&lt;br /&gt;PARA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kabababa lang ng aking langit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112850227390760606?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112850227390760606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112850227390760606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112850227390760606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112850227390760606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/10/dyip.html' title='Dyip!'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112782856269246410</id><published>2005-09-27T21:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T03:06:37.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can this be... enough?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Everytime I see you, I secretly start to smile. Smiling that shows something much deeper than happiness. Something that makes me realize that I like her, so cute, so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Everytime you're around, I seem to lose my concentration. I would start feeling conscious shy and yet, a part of me still wants to impress you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Everytime we talk, it shivers me. I feel a chill run through my body indicating your steaminess and coldness at the same time. Makes me feel like gliding in the sky with nothing but my heart beating fastly and slowly at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;oh how I want to be with you, want to know more about you. Want to experience what it feels being around you. Please, I ask you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;thinking that the last session was over, would you talk to me again, would you laugh with me again? Wait, the thing is, will I ever see you again... Just hoping that a lil Rembrandt from the past would help you realize how much I adore you. Even a little indication that you remember me is enough. As long as you know me, that is enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112782856269246410?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112782856269246410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112782856269246410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112782856269246410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112782856269246410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/can-this-be-enough_27.html' title='Can this be... enough?'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112730381943601027</id><published>2005-09-21T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T06:20:03.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Do net let your fire go out;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spark by irreplaceable spark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the hopeless swamps of the not quite, not yet, not at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;do net let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved, but never been able to reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;the world you desired can be won...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;it exists,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it is real,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it is possible,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it is yours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112730381943601027?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112730381943601027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112730381943601027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112730381943601027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112730381943601027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-world.html' title='Your World!'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112713277213082927</id><published>2005-09-19T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T05:33:35.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ventures before us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;There is a tide in the affairs of men,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;which when taken at the flood, leads on to fortune...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but omitted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the voyage of their life is bound in shallows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and in miseries...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;On such a full sea are we now afloat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and we must take the current when it serves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;or lose the ventures before us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112713277213082927?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112713277213082927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112713277213082927&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112713277213082927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112713277213082927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/ventures-before-us.html' title='The ventures before us...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112703624753110978</id><published>2005-09-18T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:02:25.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One fairly weathered morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;As I begun my morning jog for today, I came across the abode of the person I truly love amidst the fact that we fought. The sunny day turned dark and gloomy all of the sudden. Rain poured and winds blew from the east. I was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;soaking wet waiting for her to come out, prepared as I am to ask for forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as she walked out the door, she saw me. This was the moment, my chance, and the opportunity for us to become close was right there lying in front of me. Without hesitation, I approached her and said&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"boo, I'm sorry, I know I should never have asked you to do it."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;she said:"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;is that it, so what are you going to do now?"...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I paused in a while and told her:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"My pride says, just walk away and leave her with the fact that she's clearly threatened by your friends. But my heart says just forget about your pride you idiot, you love this girl, and even if you catch pneumonia, your ass is gonna stand out here in the rain until you convince her to forgive you."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tears fell down her cheeks, she was crying, and she asked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; " why are you doing this?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I replied,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"its because I'm sorry... And because I love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;after having those conversation, she hugged me tightly. I was so relieved knowing the fact that I did it, I was successful, I was able to ask for an apology. I never knew that the feeling would be incredible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;, would be explicit and worth remembering. We were soaking wet, we decided to wait for the rain to stop. I know that love encompasses everything, I sure hope that it would overcome any trial we may be experiencing.&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/16801301-112703624753110978?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112703624753110978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112703624753110978&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112703624753110978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112703624753110978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/one-fairly-weathered-morning.html' title='One fairly weathered morning...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112697056729353296</id><published>2005-09-17T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T08:22:47.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;as you sit by the chair in a dimly lighted room, I find u attractive, an affection deeper than anyone could experience. Your perfectly shaped figure that shadows through the room makes me realize that I want you!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;As your reflection in the mirror shows, as your sweet smell goes with the wind, how I agree with all the people who've experienced it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; oh baby, I cant stop thinking bout you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The thought of you shows me the satisfaction I can have, I can feel, oh how I want you so dearly. I know I will be able to manipulate you! I can find your sweet spots, control your inner thoughts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ooooooohhhhhhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;aaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I cant take it anymore!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Give me that sweet lil cookie to munch on!&lt;/span&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/16801301-112697056729353296?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112697056729353296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112697056729353296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112697056729353296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112697056729353296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/craving-for-you.html' title='Craving for you...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112692264131778465</id><published>2005-09-16T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T19:04:02.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Depressed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I woke up today, looking at the window, blankly noticing everything happening. When the thought struck me. The girl with the well that I have fallen from might be angered, raged and furied. Of all the things I could've done, why annoying u may be my top choice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; She stared at me with her eyes popping out and hit me with words that aren't pleasing to anyone's ears. How could this be? What did I do to make u mad? All I wanted was to take a piece of your busy time, to relieve you from stress and to have you relaxed even for a minute or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I know I could've been more understanding, thinking that u were into the fact that I like you. I know that once I start teasing you, I would never stop... This is because im into you! Cant you see it? How I always go out with you, help you, and carry things for you...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I know I may be crazy but still, I think it is better off if I just leave u alone... Forget what we have been through. Forget every little memory we have gone through. Better yet, forget I've known u more that a friend? Lets start over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;... Continuing to look blankly on the window, I realized that all these things were nothing but a dream. A dream that somehow remained in my mind and made me realize to slow down, lie low, and wait...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Anyway, I hope whatever I saw in the dream would never happen in reality. I should set my mind off to these things and focus more on what is important, for now, acads, orgs and friends.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&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/16801301-112692264131778465?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112692264131778465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112692264131778465&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112692264131778465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112692264131778465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/depressed.html' title='Depressed...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112687871380852930</id><published>2005-09-15T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:51:53.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing new except...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;as the ticking of the clock goes tick tock slowly, I caught a glimpse on my shirt. It was white, with layers of blue in the linings and the word ateneo on the side... Made me remember the tragic experience I have during those times...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;everytime I see you, I felt as if I was walking with no direction, no one to follow, letting my mind wander through the large unwinding field of the area. The way you smile, relax and watch makes me ponder and think what if... What if we became close... What if we were together all the time... What if we would be helping out, giving advice and helping one another everytime... All these what if's popping one by one until my head blows... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;as I go to sleep tonight, I reminisce every lil blessing that come my way... I will remember your smile, your expression and your haughtiness. Makes me realize that no matter how hard I wait, if I wont act now, hu wud? Hoping that the courses we will be taking in the future would make us reunite again. Still, I wont regret having been introduced to someone like you. Someone to die for... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112687871380852930?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112687871380852930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112687871380852930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687871380852930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687871380852930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/nothing-new-except.html' title='Nothing new except...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112687856628601080</id><published>2005-09-15T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:49:26.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I cant take it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Expectation is definitely the bitch that drives me crazy. She woos me with her charm; the soft luscious feel of succulent temptation. Then she intoxicates me with lurid whispers of lustful fulfillment&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt; I smile as her lips bite mine in a gush of torrid passion and a head rush of pleasure surrounds me as I enter her world of plethoric worldliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then the mortal, I come crashing down in an anticlimactic fall from grace. Wondering, dreaming, pondering, wishing - when will I get the taste of sweet victory as my fantasies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;slowly dwindle back to earth where they would by chance get trampled on and uprooted again by the purity and ruthlessness of the bitch I try hard to ignore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112687856628601080?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112687856628601080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112687856628601080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687856628601080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687856628601080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-cant-take-it.html' title='I cant take it...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112687842454757265</id><published>2005-09-14T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:47:04.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I remember...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OMG! its been 10 years since i last blogged... how harsh could i be... anyway, today was a very gloomy day, literally and idiomatically. today, strong emotions overrun my body, one that is making me guilty yet pleasuring and appreciating everything i do... today is the monthsary of me and my girl.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;well, at first, i honestly thought it was yesterday, but a little shake from my head and i figured it was today. this really excruciates the feelings surrounding her. aside from that, flirting was the greatest task anywho would have. I, flirted with Kristel, almost everytime we meet. we even went to her simple abode to chill. this is so nor artistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!Moving on, some almost death insults was what i received. 1stly, i was being bugged by someone so low and so tiny i could almost squish him. he insulted me by saying, galing ka sa boondok. like, i know, but the thought of it grew on my nerve, which was the last one, and really stoke me hardly.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Next, i really am not a gay. i just ask when im in the mood. but a friend of mine always acts as if i was gay and just insults me in a way. aside from that, p.e class was the worst.. imagine, my teacher assigned me to be in the least favored group. aside from that, he also assigned me to the other group which was n ext the ranking of my 1st group.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(was it vague? dont ask) so, i actually am playing 2 groups. but to make it optimistic, i figured that she did this because i was the best among the 2 groups, she assigned me to lead the least favored and join the other group for a challenge. but all the hatred that i felt during p.e was recovered everytime i see .... OMG! what an adorable human being, ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;approaches me and acts as if we were close... i think i like ... considering the fact that we have the same pe schedule and at the same venue (cov. courts)... moving on, another problem i am facing is my tummy, i am starting to be annoyed by the people shaking it nonstop!!1 it is so irritating! but to them, it is fun. how cruel. its because they dont feel what i feel everytimer they shake it...moving on to the lighter side of my life, i was able to greet my boo a happy monthsary, using at least 9 different cellphone numbers with the same message. i do hope she likes it. also, i attended a prayer meeting a while back. i was nice... (go mika!) what a great speaker...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;well, basically it was to release stress and all. but the thing is i dont know the lyrics to the songs. i kinda felt out of place and i envy those who know the song..... btw, i love u ate eloi and ate ceo... without both of u, i wouldnt be enjoying yfc this much! mwah!!this is way too long... i need to wrap it up though...spiderman said, "with great power comes great responsibility", and i'm not saying i have great power, i'm saying... i don't use my gift responsibly; at least.. not today.also, with the all the things happening, good or bad, happiness or sadness, enjoying or annoying, i have nothing but hope, and a pocket full of lint. im emptied out, and i need you guys in ways that makes my pride hurt much more than just a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112687842454757265?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112687842454757265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112687842454757265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687842454757265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687842454757265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-remember.html' title='I remember...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112687821706540592</id><published>2005-07-27T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:43:37.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom overruns me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hey there, la lng, cant seem to find anything worthwhile so I guess write a blog nlng... Anyway, today, sobrang kakaasar ang nose ko... Super full cya as in even though I try forcing it out, still nothing happens... sinusitis ata to eh... tpos hul day sa skul was not that fun coz super boring nung English namin and botany. we stayed at the YFC bench to actually, play cards haha.. intactwas a lot better (thank God)...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;tpos we went to the library to color a book.. hahaha... and nagpaturo rin ung iba sa math... btw, JV treated us for lunch at pizza hut... it was actually bitin to some of us. imagine... never mind.. .buti nga nalibre pa eh.. also, the thought passed my mind around 3-8 times this day if i would tell karla what i figured out over the weekend. but i figured ok lng to blab it out ksi they dont even know the person...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but im afraid i would be hearing nasty, unacceptable and mean comments... nonetheless, over the weekend, i had a chat with mikaella, a girl from my old school who i thought was really purdy and really nice.. so we were actually talking bout anything until the topic opened about crushes. then i told her, kaya nga crush kita dati eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;guess what? she said that... ako rin eh crush din kita dati... OMG... i was so shocked.. then we were actually asking why... sabi nya she was waiting for me to act but wasnt doing anything so instead, she gave way to nico... (dont ask)... i thought to myself, how stupid could i be..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;didnt even had the urge to tell her how i care then... tpos un, i felt so sorry for myself.. tpos lam nyu last statement nya before i logged out? she said that "ok lng yan, madami pa naman time eh, in gods time..." awww... it moved me talaga as in to the highest level noh...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;and currently, i am really convincing kylee, a friend of mine, to tell me her crush... grabe, di cya nagsspill. ang tagal ko na cyang kinukulit noh, but anyway, good for her, she really knows how to keep a secret.. uhm, i guess thats all for now, am currently listening to fastballs out of my head... super cool nung sounds talaga...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;any ways, just wanted to leave u guys with a simple quote, one of my favorites... never mind, ill create one nalang.. "Nver cease to let your emotions overrun you, they know whats best for you, specially in the things that you are most likely going to have, soon." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112687821706540592?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112687821706540592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112687821706540592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687821706540592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687821706540592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/07/boredom-overruns-me.html' title='Boredom overruns me...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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-16801301.post-112687774126571292</id><published>2005-07-26T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T06:35:41.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to start it off...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;hello, guys, well first of all, I would like to explain why writing a blog crossed my mind, firstly, because most of my friends do, second, I have nothing to do and third, I cant seem to satisfy my longing. To explain the third statement, I just came back from my home at Baguio&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The weather moved me, im not used to having a cold weather kahit na Jan aq nakatira all my 15 years and a month lng aq dito sa Manila... Moving on, when I came here, I was having colds, it sucked big time! In addition to that, I woke up this morning thinking of how I suddenly missed my family&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;grabeh! na homesick talaga aq... buti nlng I had my blockmates with me all day.. ang sya kaya. When I got home a while ago, I suddenly though of the vacation that we had last summer. It was in a large ship known as the superstar Virgo where they had everything u ever need. It was heaven... (not!)... Anyway, I was alone feeling so alone so I had the urge to go text karla, one of my blockmates, and we talked about our families... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It was so fun... So I was alone in my room listening to senti sounds... (my type of music thank you very much)... Then I realized that I shouldn't feel so bad.. I have everything with me... Also, I texted another&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;crush of mine named k****.. First I was teasing her until I felt jealous! aww... Its ok... haha... Well, i have nothing to say now, I did it, brought out what I felt... I really enjoyed sharing what I truly feel. How I wish that I could just have the courage to move on and continue with my studies without&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;feeling alone, I have my friends with me, plus I can instantly talk to my family in a simple way thanks to the creator of the cellphone. Also, I hope that I could ride the ship once again and still see the same person in it. I really adored a person then but didn't have the courage to talk to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Well, anyways, that all for now... (Damn! I suddenly missed the person. She was such a beaut that I followed her each and every day on the ship.) as I was saying, see yah tom... Love lots... Love yah mikaella!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16801301-112687774126571292?l=jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/feeds/112687774126571292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16801301&amp;postID=112687774126571292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687774126571292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16801301/posts/default/112687774126571292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jeffy-weffy.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-start-it-off.html' title='to start it off...'/><author><name>Jeff</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083656500000449632</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></feed>
