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  <title>dim star</title>
  <subtitle>when stars dont shine</subtitle>
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    <name>fall out girl</name>
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  <updated>2005-05-30T20:08:40Z</updated>
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    <title>FIN</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T19:55:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-30T20:08:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;me? well, figure out where i am now...&lt;br /&gt;personal site? go click the WWW down there *points down*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__dimstar:27850</id>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-03-15T10:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T02:08:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T02:08:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im just helping out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spread the word peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='idrewhearts' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://idrewhearts.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://idrewhearts.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;idrewhearts&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; = &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bunnyspoons' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bunnyspoons.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://bunnyspoons.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bunnyspoons&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she misses you over there</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-02-28T16:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T09:03:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T09:03:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">how come there's an empty room beside my heart?&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me there's nothing left to say because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v685/upupandaway/flyingheart.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... words were something we both never needed.</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-02-15T03:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T19:25:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T19:26:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so you're all wondering where i've been...&lt;br /&gt;well, i've been cramming my ass off. this week's my midterms and last week was hell. GAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember a single night when i slept earlier than 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really busy but i'm enjoying it. takes my mind off the crappy &amp;hearts;day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/underraincloud.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and that reminds me, my site's up now! you can view it haha! there's not much in it yet but i made sure my school files were uploaded, well... all because i needed it up, my prof's gonna check it tomorrow. and yes &lt;font color="#66cccc"&gt;dtot&lt;/font&gt;, some of my school works are there, i added more into it since you last saw it, &lt;i&gt;d ka na mabibitin!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm finished waiting for my files to be up. i gotta get some sleep now, im so exhausted.. i'll talk about my life later haha. as soon as i get more than 3 hrs of sleep. ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, now im officially a walking skeleton... you should see me, people kept oogling all weird like.. prolly thinking if my calendar's way off because it's not halloween yet.</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-31T14:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-31T06:32:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-31T08:36:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i made jools and nino wallpapers too! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookie here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;jool's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpaperFORjoolsMINI.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;nino's&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpaperFORninoMINI.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my early valentines gift for them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should go start on my flash ecard... gah!! im sooo lazy these past few days... always behind on what should be done, always doing everything at the last minute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 16 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  16  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-30T16:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-30T08:30:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-30T08:30:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4pt"&gt;shameless plug:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v622/nikkidionisio/Tabi-TabiPoPoster-115x6.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-30T02:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T20:47:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T20:51:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so, &lt;b&gt;ragee&lt;/b&gt; wanted wallpapers for her new 'desktop skin'. my task is to give it as pink as possible... and i'm finally finished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are edited works of &lt;a href="http://kurthalsey.com"&gt;kurt halsey&lt;/a&gt;, and since she swore to not use it in any other way except for her wallpapers, we are not violating any copyright laws. :) thanx kurt for the wonderful images and the inspirations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gee, don't worry, ima make grungy ones next time... :) kaw pa! haha of course, ima use it namn din for my desktop e, so expect more pink wallpapers soon!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4pt" color="#ff6699"&gt;&lt;u&gt;kiss wallpaper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpaperFORgee_kiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; (this is mah fave!! i colored it in, took a lot of time...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4pt" color="#ff6699"&gt;&lt;u&gt;kiss wallpaper v.2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpaperFORgee_kiss2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt; (didn't know what's better!! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4pt" color="#ff6699"&gt;&lt;u&gt;nutshell wallpaper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpaperFORgee_nutshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4pt" color="#ff6699"&gt;&lt;u&gt;song wallpaper&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpaperFORgee_song.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-27T09:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T01:39:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T01:55:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/lainnikkicopy.jpg" align="left"&gt; hay... i'm in my 3D drawing class... last night i slept at 3am in the mornin (ok so it wasn't last night) because i was figuring out how to open my autocad drawing on my dad's program and installing maya. i ended up deleting 3 programs just so i can free up disk space!! GARR. so you can say i'm pretty sleepy right now... plus i was talking to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sickchiq' style='white-space: nowrap; font-weight: bold;'&gt;sickchiq&lt;/span&gt; on YM last night, i was telling her to join &lt;a href="http://myactm.org/numina"&gt;NUMINA&lt;/a&gt; and we were talking about web hosting. :) so last night i remembered &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='nikiniki' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://nikiniki.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://nikiniki.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nikiniki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and our avatars!!! look!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&amp;lt; me and niki's identical avatars&lt;br&gt;right down to the same tank top!! imagine that!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm so bored... oh! btw, i'm currently lovin &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sunshine_candy' style='white-space: nowrap; font-weight: bold;'&gt;sunshine_candy&lt;/span&gt;'s site! props to &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/yuumimochi"&gt;sammi&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/melonwatermelon"&gt;nikki&lt;/a&gt;!!! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i'm choosing between &lt;a href="http://mobilehive.com"&gt;mobilehive&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://turfsiteph.net"&gt;turfsite&lt;/a&gt; as my webhost, anybody who could give me tips out there? what i should look for,etc? hehe... im lost. but EXCITED as hell!! haha. imagine that, after 2 years, i'll be able to have my own domain!! haha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;last night, my ex (yeah, &lt;b&gt;boyface&lt;/b&gt; is my ex now...) was telling me that he wasn't sure if he wants us to get back together or do he look for another girl. when i asked him why, he told me it's because he wants to experience another... :( hm, okay?! GRR, i knew i shouldn't have mentioned this at all because my day would suck! oh well..</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-26T23:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T15:54:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T15:54:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">be proud! animo benilde: &lt;a href="http://www.hsbc.com.ph/ph/youngit/results.htm"&gt;HSBC Young IT Awards&lt;/a&gt; hah! take that! hahah. ok enough of the gloating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally going to have a domain. it's not up yet so i won't give out the link yet, but it'll be soon, so watch out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i've finally gotten Maya installed. WHEEE 3D graphics here i come! haha, i'm still a beginner so no great works from me yet, but im excited to be able to create 3D drawings. i'm looking for cad2000 so i can continue my freakin 'street signs' plate. which i didn't get to save the work i did in class. GRR. oh well, you can tell how hectic school is! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and hey, i made a xanga... yeah i know, not another e-journ! haha, i can't help myself, i was curious! haha &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/laistars"&gt;:D&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-20T23:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T15:16:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i just finished my ofmulti homepage haha! its too simple... lolx but i guess it'll work... it's just so i can save my exercises into the ftp :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/OFMULTISITE.png"&gt;</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-19T16:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-19T08:59:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">weh, i was doin my autocad exercise, i'm sooooo confused!! i'm not used to solving math problems anymore... haha! although its just a simple exercise... lookie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(image)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm doing nothing now... just waiting for people around me to finish up.. .and for the bell. ugh!! i want the necklace &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='melonwatermelon' style='white-space: nowrap; font-weight: bold;'&gt;melonwatermelon&lt;/span&gt;'s selling in &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sunshinecandy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sunshinecandy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sunshinecandy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunshinecandy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... but iono, its too expensive.. 250 bucks? i'll look for the pic so i can show you guys... i'm still thinking about it. that's how i want it soo bad.</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-16T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T15:23:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T15:25:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">er... blame it on my lack of anything interesting to do... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/ninolaiGRR.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup... nothing better to do... doesn't his avatar look so gay?!&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-10T13:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T05:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T05:14:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/wallpapernilai.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh lookie my cute wallpaper!! haha compliments of &lt;a href="http://www.iloveegg.com"&gt;http://www.iloveegg.com&lt;/a&gt; weeee ayt, well, its been back to school with me. i have sooo many subjects i love but im so stressed because im nervous i won't be gettin high grades this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll just update with more stuff later...</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-08T20:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T12:56:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T12:56:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im posting this because &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='monkey_bear' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://monkey-bear.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://monkey-bear.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;monkey_bear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wanted to keep this alive. and after reading it myself, i want it to too. so here goes the article removed from the Daily Collegian website (wherever that was):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What She Doesn't Know Will Kill You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Matt Brochu&lt;br /&gt;November 21, 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You met her a few months ago, and somehow she managed to seep into your subconscious like that "Suga how you get so fly" song. Just like you have no clue who the hell sings it, you don't know why she's there. But she is, whether you like it or not. You know her cell phone, her room phone. You can dial her Aunt Doreen's house in West Springfield (where she goes to do her laundry every two weeks) faster than you can peck-out 911. But she doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her screenname, that generic one with her first name followed by three to five random numbers or UMass, has its own category at the top of your buddy list. Not only do you know what a "Buddy Alert" is, you've rigged your computer to play "Fat Guy in a Little Coat" from "Tommy Boy" every time her screen name changes from gray to black. Then her away message comes down, and you have a decision to make. To IM or not to IM? These are the ridiculous games that you play on a daily basis. But she doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's it. All right, so maybe not "it" it. Not necessarily Ms. Right, but closer to Ms. Right-up-there-with-Anna-Kournikova-and-Lizzie-McGuire-on-your-list-of-people-you'd-give-anything-to-be-stranded-with-on-a-broken-down-elevator. But it's about more than that. When is it ever about more than that? Never. Not like frilly white dress, overpriced catering, embarrassing drunk in-laws more, but closer to UMass sweatpants, two D.P. Dough Roni Zonies, a futon and a movie you have no interest in seeing more. But she doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's gorgeous, but gorgeous is an understatement. More like you're startled every time you see her because you notice something new in a "Where's Waldo" sort of way. More like you can't stop writing third grade run-on sentences because you can't remotely begin to describe something ... someone ... so inherently amazing. But you're a writer. You can describe anything. That's what you do: pictures to words, events to words, words to even better words. But nothing seems right. More like you're afraid that if you stare at her for too long, you'll prove your parents right: that yes, your face will stick that way. But you wouldn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't mind that the questioning, "Hello?" on the other end makes you want to smile and throw up at the same time. You wouldn't mind worrying about what to get her for her birthday and spending $300 when you only have $17.50 and a Triple-A card to your name. You wouldn't mind that she left your TV on and the blaring infomercials wake you up at 4 a.m. ... because it gives you a chance to watch her sleep. You don't mind that you've slipped up twice when you were hammered and hinted at how you feel, but she was too drunk to remember. So she doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, she's pretty, but it's about more than that. You two connect. Anything you throw at her, she can throw right back. You figured out what's going on in that predictable head of hers in under five minutes, but something tells you her heart would take about five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You remember everything she's ever said to you, and when that freaks her out you blame it on your photographic memory (which is a lie, you have a 2.7 GPA). You can't remember your teaching assistant's name, and you can't remember that your Puffton rent check was due four days ago, yet you remember the middle name of the kid who tripped her in fifth grade and gave her that cute little scar on her shoulder. Maybe it's because you actually listen when she talks. When do you actually listen? Never. But she doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she has a boyfriend. The kid is a tool, and you are not. He has no redeeming qualities, and you have about 38, even when you're hung over. You could kick his butt, and you've never been in a fight in your life. He treats her like crap, and you would treat her like the princess she believed herself to be on Halloween in 1988.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she loves him. He wouldn't know what he had even if she slapped him across the face and dumped him, but somehow she still loves him. And somehow she still doesn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of nowhere, she slaps him across the face and dumps him. She comes to you. You've been there before, so you seem like the smartest guy on earth. She cries, but your corny half-joke, half-compliment somehow gets a smile out of her that almost makes you feel ashamed that you're the only one around who gets to witness it. It looks like you might make her realize that all guys don't deserve to have rocks thrown at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing changes. She doesn't know. You get that library elevator feeling in your stomach that she'll never know. You get that feeling that you'll be forced to write a cheesy Collegian column about her that makes "Sleepless in Seattle" look like "Girls Gone Wild."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go to sleep. You wake up. She doesn't know. You're not in love. You're not obsessed. You blame it on the fact that you just need to get some, but still, it's about more than that. It would just be nice if once in your life, things worked out the way you wanted them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ___________, it's about time you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now cut this out, fill in her name, and give it to her, coward. Just let me know how it works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Brochu is a Collegian columnist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this in this URL too: &lt;a href="http://philhuang.com/reading-shedoesntknow.php"&gt;http://philhuang.com/reading-shedoesntknow.php&lt;/a&gt; incase you wanted to bookmark it without going to my page.... spread the word! :)</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2005-01-05T12:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-05T04:19:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-05T04:19:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its been a while, i haven't been posting due to the very busy but very boring and hassling xmas season and finals projects before that. now, im here again, waiting for my brain to register that i'm going to school and for my legs to quit freezing and get moving because im about to be late! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;x. MY PHONE'S MESSED UP AGAIN, so yeah, it's broken haha&lt;br /&gt;x. I LOVE BEING A SUN USER! weeeeeeee 24/7 unlimited is the best, daldalan galore with my friends&lt;br /&gt;x. IM LOVIN MY PROFS! weeeee digital illustration? and flash?! who wouldn't be pleased?&lt;br /&gt;x. I HAVEN'T WRAPPED my gifts for my friends!! haha&lt;br /&gt;ima post pictures soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kiks, i miss ya!</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-17T02:23:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T18:24:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Isang araw&lt;br /&gt;Magigising akong hindi ikaw&lt;br /&gt;Ang unang iniisip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mapapansin ko&lt;br /&gt;Ang anyo ng umaga rito,&lt;br /&gt;Ang lasa ng kape, ang hedlayn sa diyaryo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako titingin sa orasan&lt;br /&gt;At mag-iisip mayat maya&lt;br /&gt;Kung nasan ka,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung naabutan ka ng ulan,&lt;br /&gt;Kung kumain ka na&lt;br /&gt;Ng pananghalian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang hapon,&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako biglang matitigilan&lt;br /&gt;Kung sumagi sa isip ang iyong pangalan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At hindi kita maalala&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga tugtuog ng radio&lt;br /&gt;O sa mga nakikita sa pligid ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang gabi,&lt;br /&gt;Hihiga akong hindi hinahanap&lt;br /&gt;Ang inaantok n boses mo sa telepono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matutulog ako,&lt;br /&gt;At hindi mananginip;&lt;br /&gt;At magigising na hindi ikaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang &lt;br /&gt;Unang &lt;br /&gt;Iniisip.</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-16T00:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-15T16:20:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/chikenbipporkliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got nothing to do... sue me.&lt;br /&gt;you know that joke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: real entry, look at my previous entry.DAMN im so bored</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-15T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-15T14:54:00Z</published>
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    <content type="html">somebody posted on my friendster bulletin board... and i dunno what to say. i feel like she's talking to me but i know she's not... ok so here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just don't get it why people nowadays give so &lt;br /&gt;much importance on having a boyfriend/girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;Well, well well. So what's this topic all about huh?&lt;br /&gt;First off I want to clear here that I am NOT a &lt;br /&gt;female chauvinist or sexist, manhater or whatever &lt;br /&gt;you call it. Reality bites. And based on my &lt;br /&gt;experiences as well no matter how you guys argue &lt;br /&gt;with me I know I have my grounds for saying such &lt;br /&gt;things, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a manhater, and I can't be LOL. Majority of my &lt;br /&gt;friends are guys. And duh?! I've been in 3 serious &lt;br /&gt;relationships already. Longest was the one with &lt;br /&gt;my last boyfriend, Rhyl (read my previous post and &lt;br /&gt;you'll have a lil clue on what happened lol). It's just &lt;br /&gt;so disappointing in the end when you get to your &lt;br /&gt;senses and you realize that you just wasted too &lt;br /&gt;much time, effort, emotions, and the worst thing &lt;br /&gt;that can happen to anyone is to have your ego and &lt;br /&gt;self esteem crushed by some sh*tty ass jerky guys &lt;br /&gt;that's not even worth all of the sacrifices that you &lt;br /&gt;made. Sad isn't it? But as what I always say, &lt;br /&gt;welcome to the real world Sheens. You don't &lt;br /&gt;expect people to treat you the way that you wanna &lt;br /&gt;be treated. In this world where being ungodly is &lt;br /&gt;more favorable you should learn how to stand on &lt;br /&gt;your own when the world turn its back against you. &lt;br /&gt;Don't expect peopl to do things for you. Learn how &lt;br /&gt;to be independent and how to get up from a fall. &lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, it took me some time before I was &lt;br /&gt;able to get up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two years that I've been single my not-&lt;br /&gt;so-happy past was able to serve as a lesson to &lt;br /&gt;me for me to be a better person, and serve as my &lt;br /&gt;friends' confidant whenever they seek me for &lt;br /&gt;advise. So far, people have been asking me lately &lt;br /&gt;how was I able to survive such experience that &lt;br /&gt;they don't even think that a girl can handle such &lt;br /&gt;thing specially at my young age at that time (I was &lt;br /&gt;18-20) and do I survive being single for quite &lt;br /&gt;some time already. The answer is simple, avoid &lt;br /&gt;commiting the same old mistakes. And man, life is &lt;br /&gt;too short to be wasted don't you think? Admittedly, &lt;br /&gt;I used to stay at one corner and cry my ass off for &lt;br /&gt;months but it just ended up making me feel more &lt;br /&gt;miserable and sorry for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so if I'm all alone in Toronto? What's the big &lt;br /&gt;deal if he left me and took me for granted despite &lt;br /&gt;of the fact that I sacrificed half of my life just to be &lt;br /&gt;with him, moving out from the place where I grew &lt;br /&gt;up just to go to a foreign land where I don't even &lt;br /&gt;know anyone except for the jerk who made me cry, &lt;br /&gt;abused me, and used me. Learning how to stand &lt;br /&gt;on my own as my talent helped me somehow, but &lt;br /&gt;can't blame me if sometimes I feel sorry for myself &lt;br /&gt;every now and then knowing the fact that I don't &lt;br /&gt;have that much friends to run to and cry my ass off &lt;br /&gt;and I end up spending $1000 just on long distance &lt;br /&gt;calls. HAHA. There's no use feeling sorry for &lt;br /&gt;myself. I have to live my life the way I want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;With or without that asshole I said to myself. &lt;br /&gt;Technically, I've been single for two years, but it &lt;br /&gt;was just last month when I realized that there's so &lt;br /&gt;much time to be spend on things that are more &lt;br /&gt;worthwhile than trying to work on someone who's &lt;br /&gt;not even being truthful to you. Harsh truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on being single for two years, another set of &lt;br /&gt;questions that people usually asks, "How can you &lt;br /&gt;survive without companionship? The intimacy &lt;br /&gt;part? Pare hindi ba lahat ng babae they need their &lt;br /&gt;knights in shining armour?" The answer is simple: &lt;br /&gt;How can I commit myself to someone when I can't &lt;br /&gt;even commit myself to be single? And how can I &lt;br /&gt;be in a relationship if just expect other people to &lt;br /&gt;take care of me? Before entering a relationship, &lt;br /&gt;you should know how to take care of yourself, thus &lt;br /&gt;knowing how others want to be taken of as well. &lt;br /&gt;Companionship issue? Well, I have my friends to &lt;br /&gt;keep me company at times. And ey, being alone &lt;br /&gt;every now and then is healthy as well. And yes &lt;br /&gt;according to survey 90% of women want &lt;br /&gt;companionship and all thus ending up getting a &lt;br /&gt;boyfriend, but cmon the main reason why you &lt;br /&gt;commit yourself to someone is because you love&lt;br /&gt;that person right? Not just because you want &lt;br /&gt;your own knight in shining armour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to my previous statement, you have to &lt;br /&gt;learn how to take care of yourself before &lt;br /&gt;commiting so that you know how your boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;wants to be treated as well! It's just so funny that &lt;br /&gt;although I just turned 21 last month people do get &lt;br /&gt;shocked that I don't have a boyfriend, and they &lt;br /&gt;make it sound like it is a MUST for girls, specially &lt;br /&gt;at my age to have one. LIKE DUH?! I'm not even &lt;br /&gt;planning on getting married yet, and how can I &lt;br /&gt;plan those things when I haven't met my GB yet? &lt;br /&gt;(God's best) It is better to wait for HIM rather than &lt;br /&gt;waste so much effort, time, money etc. to &lt;br /&gt;someone who's not even close to the word best &lt;br /&gt;don't you think? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please. No need to rush things. I'm not being a &lt;br /&gt;hard to get girl here. I just believe that a guy, if he's &lt;br /&gt;really so much into a girl that he really loves (trust &lt;br /&gt;me girls on this one) HE WOULD DO ANYTHING &lt;br /&gt;JUST FOR THAT GIRL. He would respect the girl &lt;br /&gt;and at the same time give his best shot, &lt;br /&gt;why? 'Coz he sure wants to bring home the bacon. &lt;br /&gt;That simple. Even if the girl tells him to give her &lt;br /&gt;some time and all no matter what happens IF HES &lt;br /&gt;REALLY SERIOUS ABOUT YOU THEN HE &lt;br /&gt;WOULD RESPECT YOUR DECISION AND WAIT &lt;br /&gt;FOR YOU! Every girl wants to meet a guy who can &lt;br /&gt;sweep them off their feet, and all I can say is the &lt;br /&gt;wait is all worth it for that guy. No need to waste &lt;br /&gt;your time and energy to some jerks and asswipes.&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse, each and everyone of us is GB in &lt;br /&gt;the making. I know mine's somewhere out there &lt;br /&gt;still looking for me. Ey I don't do the looking, guys &lt;br /&gt;do the looking. They look for ME. HAHA! I am a &lt;br /&gt;God's best in the making. Although most people &lt;br /&gt;think that I am too good to be true at times, &lt;br /&gt;specially whenever they find out that I don't smoke, &lt;br /&gt;drink and do drugs (YES I am very much proud of &lt;br /&gt;these things) I know there's still room for &lt;br /&gt;improvement and humans aren't created to be &lt;br /&gt;prefect. Incase you don't know I am veryy moody at &lt;br /&gt;times. Even Keanu Reeves, he may have &lt;br /&gt;everything but man, hes gay! You see the picture &lt;br /&gt;here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, learn how to be a cosmopolitan girl, errr I &lt;br /&gt;mean being independent. Whether you're a guy or &lt;br /&gt;a girl reading this I hope you get something from &lt;br /&gt;this. *Allan I swear I owe you for calling me a &lt;br /&gt;cosmopolitan girl. HAHAHA* Well, that's it for now. &lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: it's kinda long... but was worth the read</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-13T20:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-13T12:18:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-13T12:18:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, so this week has been so busy! i hardly had time to write on my journal, let alone go online! i already passed a lot of projects for my finals, two more to go!! my fredraw panels aren't agreeing with me, i haven't finished coloring them yet... to think that tomorrow by 8.00 i have to pass it sa sch. CRAM!!! although my interdes site is going along well, i designed a layout already but i'm not extremely happy with it, but well, it'll do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. what else... oh, i saw nikki on my homepage in friendster... hehe that got me to laugh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/nikkisaprenster.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of everything else, i still get around to check my accts on friendster! haha, yeah... i have a twisted sense of priorities! hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll be back soon... and &lt;font color="Red"&gt;d&lt;/font&gt;, i MISS YOU!!!!!</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-12T02:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-11T18:03:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It is NOT TRUE that you are not perfect &lt;br /&gt;And that your special someone is not perfect either &lt;br /&gt;What is important is, that you are PERFECT for &lt;br /&gt;each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you say I LOVE YOU to a person &lt;br /&gt;you automatically give that person &lt;br /&gt;the right/authority to HURT YOU....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that the BEST RELATIONSHIP &lt;br /&gt;Is when you LOVE each other... &lt;br /&gt;Love is STANDING IN not FALLING FOR &lt;br /&gt;It is primarily GIVING not RECEIVING &lt;br /&gt;It is by giving ones life with JOY, INTEREST, &lt;br /&gt;UNDERSTANDING, HUMOR KNOWLEDGE &lt;br /&gt;and of course SADNESS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time WAITING for SOMEONE &lt;br /&gt;who never really loved you the way you do&lt;br /&gt;or felt the same way you did &lt;br /&gt;but OPEN your HEART AGAIN &lt;br /&gt;and GIVE YOURSELF the chance to find someone &lt;br /&gt;who would make the PAIN and SACRIFICE of the(your) LOVE WORTH!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, IF we LOSE LOVE we LOSE it for a REASON &lt;br /&gt;that reason may be TOO HARD &lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is we just have TO BELIEVE &lt;br /&gt;that GOD takes AWAY where HE give us &lt;br /&gt;someone better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've Honestly tried to let YOU GO, &lt;br /&gt;I've Honestly tried to FORGET YOU, &lt;br /&gt;I've Honestly tried not to THINK OF YOU, &lt;br /&gt;but, I Honestly CAN'T because, &lt;br /&gt;I Honestly don't want to"</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-09T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T12:49:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IF YOU'RE IN THE PHILS AND ARE INTERESTED IN ARTS&lt;/b&gt;, some important dates to remember and go to:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;in10city&lt;/u&gt;, a multimedia exhibit by 10 great multimedia artists from College of St. Benilde... till December 6-10 only, morning-7pm. Enterprise Center, Level 3, Tower 2, Ayala Avenue, Makati City. Don't miss this rare opportunity to see the future world-class artists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening Exhibit and Awarding Ceremony of the 57th AAP Annual Art Competition 2004 on December 17, 2004 at GSIS Museum, Roxas Blvd at 6pm. AAP stands for Art Association of the Philippines. Witness hundreds of great works in Painting, Sculpture, Mixed Media, Photography, Print Making, Digital Art and Black &amp; White Drawing. Exhibit runs until the second week of January 2005. GSIS Museum is near to the Boom na Boom and World Trade Center and very near to the Film Center, now Dream Theatre. Free admission. Hope you could come.</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-08T02:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T18:58:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">DANG! punyetang buhay to... nov 18... 2 days before aniv. ampucha. ano ba to? ha? kalimutan? gamitan!? gantihan!? ANG FLIRT FLIRT FLIRT. nasa TRASH pa, nyeta tinago. alam na mali. BWST. fine. ganyanan if ganyanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/DANGflirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, EXPLAIN THAT.</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-07T16:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T09:15:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T09:17:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/__872_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally! cute shoes!! i've been scorging (?) every store everytime i go out to find the perfect shoes. i found one in Manel's but the next time i went back there, IT WAS OUT OF STOCK. so imagine my frustration... so i decided to get these one. although they're not as comfortable as the one i saw at Manel's i like it still, it looks real pretty with anything. my feet hurt a lot though... got blisters on my toes. so yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i learned i was supposed to pass my finals in PHILIEN. on my previous entry, it was obvious that i knew that we were supposed to pass it on thursday. GOD, i panicked, i was so scared what consequence i'll get because i won't pass on time, i was worrying what to tell my prof. i decided to tell the truth and plead she accept it till later today and get a grade no higher than 80+. when i approached my prof, i told her what happened, and put on my puppydog face. miracles of miracles, i was given time till thursday to finish it without even given an ultimatum! I COULD HAVE DANCED WITH JOY!!!! i'm going to pray everyday for her from now on. :))</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-06T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T14:24:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/persona2_r1_c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/persona2_r1_c5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long day... protect the innocent! i said, but it was me who kept stabbing the knife inside my heart. let's face it, i'm a glutton for punishment. this week is one hell of a hell week. (redundant usage of 'hell' intended) ive got a lot of things on my mind, i don't know how i get up every morning and drag my ass into doing whatever i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;just so i'll be reminded:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x. fredraw plates (tom)&lt;br /&gt;x. fredraw inked (next week)&lt;br /&gt;x. colorte tryptich with sam and nikki (next week)&lt;br /&gt;x. philien 'scrapbooking' (thurs)&lt;br /&gt;x. drafting plate (fri?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was fun, although i really am guilty i came 2 hours late! i'll tell you all about it at my next post.&lt;br /&gt;ps: anybody interested in &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='melonwatermelon' style='white-space: nowrap; font-weight: bold;'&gt;melonwatermelon&lt;/span&gt;'s danglies? she makes pretty ones, i swear. she'll have a stall in ateneo on dec 10. go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i made a new acct in friendster, im on my 15th now. haha! sue me</content>
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    <title>__dimstar @ 2004-12-04T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-04T09:33:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v197/icklepoo/__653_.jpg" align="left"&gt; there's this light after Yoyong. brilliant red sun, it's like it plans to make up for not showing for the past 2 days... and it scares me how its so hot now. funny, it almost seems like a metaphor. i'm talking with ilah now, she's sharing her one heck of a lovelife. and i can't help wondering how everyone of us has problems, one cannot compare with the other, all of it as complicated as the other. it just makes me realize im not alone, and that i shouldn't drown myself in misery, because just as quickly and as devastating the storm is, the sun would always shine through, sometimes it'll even be better than you'd expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another song written like it was for me &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Session Road - Suntok Sa Buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo ba alam&lt;br /&gt;Damdamin ko'y pinagtakpan&lt;br /&gt;Makasama ka'y suntok sa buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di mo nga alam&lt;br /&gt;Mundo mo nga'y iyong tignan&lt;br /&gt;Kung ganyan, walang pupuntahan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko 'to gusto&lt;br /&gt;Pero 'wag kang lalayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itanong mo sa akin&lt;br /&gt;At tatanungin ko rin&lt;br /&gt;Kung ika'y aamin&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ay gagawin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Di mo napapansin&lt;br /&gt;Kailangan mo akong dinggin&lt;br /&gt;'Di habang buhay ika'y aantayin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito'y aking hiling&lt;br /&gt;At sana naman ay tanggapin&lt;br /&gt;Ng puso ko'y 'di nabibitin</content>
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