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  <title>La vie Boheme</title>
  <subtitle>mother nature's finest...</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-06-05T15:42:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lustgoddess:7763</id>
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    <title>NEW PLAYS!! WATCH AND BE MERRY</title>
    <published>2006-06-05T15:42:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-05T15:42:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>monsters inc.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#ff00ff"&gt;New shows for the Month of June &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#99cc00"&gt;Does your maid’s I.Q. make you wanna tear your hair out?&lt;br /&gt;"Incompetencies" take center stage this June at the One Acts with Niel de Mesa’s new comedy Ayayayayaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Award winning playwright Niel de Mesa launches his new proverbial and anecdotal comedy about Yayas and Maids this June (9,10,16,17,23,24,30, until July 1)! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#ff6600"&gt;Ayayayayaya &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;will be onstage Fridays and Saturdays of June at the One Acts Theater in Kamuning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;Laugh out loud on this one as Dottie, a college student cramming for her orals, suffers the consequences of her Yaya’s intellectual foibles. A funny romp on incompetency and the truth that everyone is afraid to be exposed as incompetent is the backbone of the play. This show should be a treat for all the college students and yuppies who are thinking of shifting to another course or career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;The play runs in tandem with &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#ffcc00"&gt;&lt;font color="#339966"&gt;The Man who Couldn’t Dance by Jason Katims&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;Respectively, this candid and raw drama is about how trivial and petty things can ruin a relationship. Eric, the lead character, comes back to establish civil ties and visits his ex-girlfriend who is now married and recently gave birth&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;font size="3" color="#ff0000"&gt;The play stars Koiné veterans Kenneth Keng and Frankie Pascua.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;Call 4104485 or 09165251038 to reserve Koiné’s limited seats. Koiné One Acts is located at 2/f  FORAB Bldg. 121 Kamuning Rd., QC&lt;/font&gt; (white bldg. near cor Edsa and Kamuning). Reserved Seating only. Audience members who will arrive later than 7:15pm forfeits their reservations automatically to give way to walk-ins. You can visit Koiné One Acts at www.amazingkoineshows.com or email them at ktfi2001@yahoo.com. &lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lustgoddess:7144</id>
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    <title>hence I be named...the goddess of lust</title>
    <published>2006-04-22T05:50:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-22T06:05:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Second Level of Hell!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that never rests hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine, whirling them round, and smiting, it molests them. You have betrayed reason at the behest of your appetite for pleasure, and so here you are doomed to remain. Cleopatra and Helen of Troy are two that share in your fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lustgoddess:6346</id>
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    <title>really now...</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T06:04:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T06:04:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Narda" kamikaze</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DEDEDE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Face Says&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F4F4F4"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/face.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first glance, people see you as driven and ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, your true self is reserved and logical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With friends, you seem dramatic, lively, and quick to react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you seem mysterious and interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In stressful situations, you seem cheerful and optimistic.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdopeoplethinkofyourfacequiz/"&gt;What Do People Think Of Your Face?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lustgoddess:6026</id>
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    <title>lustgoddess @ 2006-04-09T13:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-09T05:19:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-09T05:19:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Greenday impersonators? Nah. Although they come close to looking like it.  Still, they have this really cute song that just has to make you smile when you hear it. You can smirk too if you find it utterly annoying, but smile because it's amusing. Karelate ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lagi Mo Na Lang Akong Dinededma&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocksteddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng gustong malaman mo&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng itinatago-tago 'to&lt;br /&gt;Nahihiyang magsalita&lt;br /&gt;At umuurong aking dila&lt;br /&gt;Pwede bang bukas na&lt;br /&gt;Ipagpaliban muna natin 'to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kumukuha lang ng tiyempo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sabihin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo na ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo lang alam, ohwoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng gustong sabihin 'to&lt;br /&gt;Matagal ko ng gustong aminin sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;Sandali, eto na &lt;br /&gt;At sasabihin ko na&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon na, mamaya&lt;br /&gt;O baka pwedeng bukas na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil kumukuha lang ng buwelo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sabihin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo na ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam, ohwoh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit kumukuha lang ng tiyempo&lt;br /&gt;Upang sabihin sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita pero hindi mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo alam kasi hindi mo naman ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw mo naman itanong sa akin&lt;br /&gt;Kasi baka nga naman hindi naman ikaw&lt;br /&gt;At hindi ko rin naman sa'yo sasabihin&lt;br /&gt;Kasi ayoko pa sa ngayon na manligaw&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita pero hindi nga lang halata&lt;br /&gt;Hindi halata kasi wala naman akong ginagawa&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako kumikibo, hindi ako nagsasalita, wala!&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi ako torpe&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko lang talaga masabi sa'yo ng harapan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita pero dehins mo pa rin ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo ko titignan, hindi rin kita titignan&lt;br /&gt;Lagi mo lang akong pakikiramdaman&lt;br /&gt;Lagi rin kitang pakikiramdaman&lt;br /&gt;At araw-araw tayong magdededmahan&lt;br /&gt;Hanggang sa tayo ay magkabistuhan&lt;br /&gt;Pero ngayong malapit nang matapos ang kanta ko&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong magkaalaman na&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong ako na rin ang magsabi sayo ng harapan&lt;br /&gt;Kasi alam kong dun din naman ang tuloy nyan&lt;br /&gt;At dalawa rin lang naman ang posibleng sagot dyan, oo o hinde&lt;br /&gt;Kaya eto na sasabihin ko na para matapos na&lt;br /&gt;At hindi na magka-tsismisan pa&lt;br /&gt;Sasabihin ko na para wala nang problema&lt;br /&gt;At para hindi na rin kayong lahat nabibitin pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, pero 'di mo lang ramdam&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit 'di mo na ako tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kita, kahit lagi mo na lang akong dinededma</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lustgoddess:5287</id>
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    <title>lustgoddess @ 2006-03-29T18:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T10:09:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-29T10:09:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Halleluiah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Moving On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think about my life &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I will survive &lt;br /&gt;To live to see 25 or will I just fall? &lt;br /&gt;Like all my friends, they just keep dying. &lt;br /&gt;People round me, always crying. &lt;br /&gt;In this place that I like to call my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody knows that everybody goes to a better place&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody knows that everybody could be living their last days &lt;br /&gt;But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on. &lt;br /&gt;We're moving on. &lt;br /&gt;Keep moving on &lt;br /&gt;Life. &lt;br /&gt;Hope. &lt;br /&gt;Truth. &lt;br /&gt;Trust. &lt;br /&gt;Faith. &lt;br /&gt;Pride. &lt;br /&gt;Love. &lt;br /&gt;Lust. &lt;br /&gt;On without the things we've lost but things we've gained we'll take with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I've got are these two hands to make myself a better man &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'll ever see the end of this &lt;br /&gt;With all this rain it just keeps falling &lt;br /&gt;On my head and now I'm calling &lt;br /&gt;Out to someone else to help me make it through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody knows that everybody goes to a better place&lt;br /&gt;Not everybody knows that everybody could be living their last days &lt;br /&gt;But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on. &lt;br /&gt;We're moving on. &lt;br /&gt;Keep moving on &lt;br /&gt;Life. &lt;br /&gt;Hope. &lt;br /&gt;Truth. &lt;br /&gt;Trust. &lt;br /&gt;Faith. &lt;br /&gt;Pride. &lt;br /&gt;Love. &lt;br /&gt;Lust. &lt;br /&gt;Pain. &lt;br /&gt;Hate. &lt;br /&gt;Lies. &lt;br /&gt;Guilt. &lt;br /&gt;Laugh. &lt;br /&gt;Cry. &lt;br /&gt;Live. &lt;br /&gt;Die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends become enemies some friends become your family &lt;br /&gt;Make the best with what you're givin &lt;br /&gt;This ain't dying this is livin &lt;br /&gt;Said were movin on and we've got nothin to prove &lt;br /&gt;To anyone &lt;br /&gt;Cause we'll get through &lt;br /&gt;Were movin on and on and on and on and on and on and on.... &lt;br /&gt;Keep movin on &lt;br /&gt;Life. &lt;br /&gt;Hope. &lt;br /&gt;Truth. &lt;br /&gt;Trust. &lt;br /&gt;Faith. &lt;br /&gt;Pride. &lt;br /&gt;Love. &lt;br /&gt;Lust. &lt;br /&gt;Pain. &lt;br /&gt;Hate. &lt;br /&gt;Lies. &lt;br /&gt;Guilt. &lt;br /&gt;Laugh. &lt;br /&gt;Cry. &lt;br /&gt;Live. &lt;br /&gt;Die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends become enemies some friends become your family &lt;br /&gt;Make the best with what you're givin &lt;br /&gt;This ain't dying! this is livin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...so smile and be thankful for what you've got...LA VIE BOHEME</content>
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    <title>oh happy day!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T02:46:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T02:46:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Seasons of love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's a pity I wasn't able to make an entry to commemorate the events of yesterday. It was such a wonderful day that I feel guilty not being able to document it...oh it wasn't perfect...not at all...something was missing...but so many other things occupied me it almost felt like  sin to feel bad about the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that date with Ren was just hilarious...well how could it not be if you're watching Date Movie...friggin shit!! My brain cells evaporated after that movie...I even had a hard time writing my stuff down on the Blue Rep log book last night...complete system shut down...hehe...it was soo funny in a gross sort of way...hehe...we didn't get to stay out longer cuz I thought mom would be picking me up early...(got scared when she texted me halfway through the movie asking me to go home early...ack takas pa naman ako!!!) hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studyin in SBC with Belle is as productive and as valuable as ever...really love that place...it has magic...it makes the part of my brain that governs my math skills work!! seriously!!! Math went by like a breeze...I don't feel like crap about Physics anymore..there's still a chance of getting a c+..if only I'd study this weekend for our final test...which once agian is on the same day as my last math long test!!!! woohoo!!! March 16 here I come!!!!...but I know I'll get through this if God wants me to...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought the day couldn't get any better...goodness...it's so unbelievable...I never thought it would actually come true...at least not any time soon! My new phone arrived last night fully wrapped in a fancy gift wrapper...(X-mas nga lng ung wrapper)...it was March 9 yesterday, and it has been a tradition that I celebrate my birthday every month...(I was such a spoiled brat when I was a kid...maybe even more now...)well even a simple happy birthday was foin by me...this "tradition" has not been practiced for some time now because there were other things worth minding than silly traditions...alas...mom did something more than greet me...she gave me the gift of  a life-time, A MONTH AFTER I TURNED 18!!!! hehe!!! this phone is to last till the day I get out of law school...IT'S THAT EXPENSIVE and EFFICIENT! Nokia N70...you are my dream come true...hehe...finally a CAM PHONE for a CAM WHORE...what more could I ask for???? I was soo grateful and happy that my smile lasted till I got home from Medical city...yeash I was smiling while I was in the friggin hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I'm still missing something...</content>
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    <title>it screams MEEEE!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T02:23:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T02:23:22Z</updated>
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&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Adventurer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Test finished! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;you chose AX - your Enneagram type is SEVEN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;"I am happy and open to new things"&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adventurers are energetic, lively, and optimistic. They want to contribute to the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to Get Along with Me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me companionship, affection, and freedom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Engage with me in stimulating conversation and laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Appreciate my grand visions and listen to my stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't try to change my style. Accept me the way I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be responsible for youself. I dislike clingy or needy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't tell me what to do. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I Like About Being a Seven &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;being optimistic and not letting life's troubles get me down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;being spontaneous and free-spirited &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;being outspoken and outrageous. It's part of the fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;being generous and trying to make the world a better place &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;having the guts to take risks and to try exciting adventures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;having such varied interests and abilities &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's Hard About Being a Seven &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;not having enough time to do all the things I want &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;not completing things I start &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;not being able to profit from the benefits that come from specializing; not making a commitment to a career &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;having a tendency to be ungrounded; getting lost in plans or fantasies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;feeling confined when I'm in a one-to-one relationship &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sevens as Children Often &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;are action oriented and adventuresome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;drum up excitement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;prefer being with other children to being alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;finesse their way around adults &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;dream of the freedom they'll have when they grow up &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sevens as Parents &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;are often enthusiastic and generous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;want their children to be exposed to many adventures in life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;may be too busy with their own activities to be attentive &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Renee Baron &amp; Elizabeth Wagele &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Enneagram Made Easy &lt;br&gt;Discover the 9 Types of People &lt;br&gt;HarperSanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;You liked the test? so please &lt;b&gt;RATE&lt;/b&gt; it...&lt;br&gt;but remember! it had only &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; questions!!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="MARGIN-LEFT: 20px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;67%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;ABC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;29%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;XYZ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12721960859055255705"&gt;The Quick and Painless ENNEAGRAM Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=9872769248634057572"&gt;felk&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>alas...</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T02:34:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T02:34:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;IRIS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you &lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that you feel me somehow &lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be &lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now &lt;br /&gt;Verse 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment &lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life &lt;br /&gt;Cause sooner or later it's over &lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight &lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;Verse 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming &lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies &lt;br /&gt;When everything seems like the movies &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know your alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the world to see me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand &lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for the first time...I turly understand what these words mean...goodbye highschool...hello reality.</content>
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    <title>lustgoddess @ 2006-03-01T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T16:18:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T16:18:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sleeping to dream</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"Life's too short babe, time if flying...I want baggage that goes with mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah...you never know when you're last minute will be...who might be the last person you'll see...or the last thing you'll think of...before it fades away and everything is forgotten...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but despite that...we keep on wasting time as if we have enough to spare...and never learn no matter how many times we realize this...most of us never work on it...I'm writing this now...but tomorrow I'll probably forget about it...and then I'll continue on with dragging myself from one hour to another hoping the day would just end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want..ONE DAY...where I will wake up wanting to live this day to its fullest...to wake up in such a good mood, that I'd want to go to every class without dreading it...a day where nothing or no one can get my mood to crash...a day that I'd want to last forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now that's my wish...daddy Macky...me wish nako...hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--randomness hit me...</content>
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    <title>without you...</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T15:03:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T15:03:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been RENTified...it's so powerful it's suffocating...but it's easier this way...than to let it flow the way I would...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Without you (a duet by Mimi and Roger)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the ground thaws, &lt;br /&gt;the rain falls, the grass grows.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the seeds root, &lt;br /&gt;the flowers bloom, &lt;br /&gt;The children play. &lt;br /&gt;The stars gleam, the poets dream, &lt;br /&gt;the eagles fly, without you.&lt;br /&gt;The earth turns, the sun burns,&lt;br /&gt;but I die, without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the breeze warms, &lt;br /&gt;the girl smiles, the cloud moves.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the tides change, &lt;br /&gt;the boys run, the oceans crash.&lt;br /&gt;The crowds roar, the days soar, &lt;br /&gt;the babies cry, without you.&lt;br /&gt;The moon glows, the river flows, &lt;br /&gt;but I die, without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world revives,&lt;br /&gt;Colors renew,&lt;br /&gt;But I know blue, only blue, lonely blue, within me blue&lt;br /&gt;Without you. Without you the hand gropes, the ear hears, the pulse beats.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, the eyes gaze, the legs walks, the lungs breath.&lt;br /&gt;The mind churns!&lt;br /&gt;The mind churns!&lt;br /&gt;The heart yearns!&lt;br /&gt;The heart yearns!&lt;br /&gt; tears dry, without you.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on, but I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I die, without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;Without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...don't you take away what I treasure so much</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Fighting is worth living for</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T09:25:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T16:12:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>la vie boheme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It has been my experience that man’s greatest battle is not with another man, but with himself. This battle that he fights is invisible to the outside world, and the battle thrives on this ignorance since no one can end it if they have no knowledge of it. No one but the man himself can end this war within him, yet most often than not, the weak human relinquishes responsibility of oneself to an unknown being that can be easily blamed for the inequities he’s facing. In effect he loses to his own demons, because he has lost all will to fight for his freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our society today, there are many demons that temp and sway us to do what is wrong and scandalous. These demons work very subtly and may be seen in a number of forms. Advertising industries govern this scourge of mankind, as they influence people to spend their riches, for what? It’s for them to belong, to be known, to be fulfilled, to become the most materialistic and hypocritical person that ever existed. Yet this dominion over us seems non-existent, hence making it more dangerous. We don’t fight it, because we are not aware that it exists, and if ever we learn of it, we dismiss the fact as nothing but black propaganda against the luxuries we enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put two and two together and you’ll realize that man loses to his inner demon in the same way that he loses against society. Unfortunately, society is deeply rooted in us, we find it hard to fight its dictates and we end up battling with our principles, our beliefs, because all of these have been influenced by society in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fought against conformity for some time now. Of course I do not run to the streets protesting against the social norm, instead I defy it in my own simple way. My fashion indeed has a statement and it is obvious to anyone that my personality screams rebellious. But I am not rebelling against anyone in particular, if anything I am rebelling against myself, and the virus of society that dwells within me. Still, I am not a free spirit, because I am still controlled.  I am tied down by principles, by social norms, by propriety and most of all by religion. To be free means to severe all ties with the known world, to be free means to run amok with no objective but to feel the rush of life, to be free means to be alive but amorphous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the weaker being in me wins as I decide to restrain my animalistic urges by keeping my life in order and giving it a definite shape. I would rather have my edges trimmed and my spirit bound than to be a formless mass that has no purpose in life. This is what happens when we lose control. We forget who we are, we forget what we want, and we just ride with the wind, the same way Tyler Durden wants us to let go and have a near life experience. It must be a one of a kind experience to let go, but isn’t it easier to submit oneself to total chaos, than to gather everything into its proper place? Then wouldn’t it be a greater fight we’re fighting if we restored order than if we tore it apart? Wouldn’t that be a greater challenge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it must be. The people who cannot rise to the occasion are the weaker race and it is ironic that they perceive themselves as more powerful than the rest of society. Those who inflict pain on others are tortured by their inner demons; this is why they take it out on innocent people. They feel that if they destroy order, they free the human spirit from the chains of society, like how they themselves are free. But what is unknown, or rather what is unsaid, is that they too are victims of their own deeds. In a way they are bound, forced by their own convictions to keep on doing what they’re doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler reminds his people that they are not special and that in that in all possibility God hates them. It is hard to understand why they remain loyal to him, but perhaps they saw him as a demi-God who released them from society’s clutches. They learned to live each day as if it were their last, enjoying every second knowing that by night they will die and be reborn again. But what they experienced was blind obedience to Tyler. They have never been more caged than when they became members of project Mayhem. To rob them of whatever knowledge exists is to rob them of freedom. We were born with the gift of free will, and their will was tied down by Fight club’s rules. These rules were made to make drones out of men, deluding them to think that they were free, when they were not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we are caged when we lose sight of who we are and what we’re entitled to. When we lose our bearings as to what is right and wrong, we are weaker than everyone else. When we are shapeless and our lives are void of purpose we are most free, but it does not make us happy because we are literally nothing compared to the people who are defined and whose lives have meaning. When we are ignorant we are like lost souls, weak, formless, insignificant.</content>
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    <title>friends only</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T07:23:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T07:29:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dontcha</lj:music>
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    <title>just to make a couple of things clear...</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T07:18:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T05:44:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Your true color is Red! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your color is red, the color of racy sportscars, blushing cheeks, and luscious roses. Red symbolizes passion, romance, and love. So, since you're ruled by red, you probably trust your feelings more than your brain and tend to act spontaneously. If you see something you want, you go for it without thinking twice — impulsive is your middle name. You don't wait around for people to make decisions, either; you dive right in. Quite the romantic, you pay close attention to your emotions. In fact, if your heart isn't in what you're doing, you won't be satisfied. Of course, even when you do pour all your energy into the projects you tackle, your impetuous nature means your passions can shift as frequently as the wind. That's why some reds have trouble with commitment. Our advice? Next time you're feeling fickle, think before you act, if possible. You might be surprised at the results. Overall, though, it's great to be red. No one lives life more completely than you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...for some reason...I don't quite agree with this...you be the judge...I think I'm more practical than this...right?...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok...I didn't exactly write any of that up there..so it doesn't really attest to my promise of writing again...but it is a start...it's hard to get out of the pot hole I dumped myself in after...so many things that has happened...it is ironic that for an avid blogger like me...the most memorable experiences in my life so far, have not been documented in any possible way. I could only pray that my memory of those events will last till the day I die...because I have learned a lot from it, and to forget would be a grave mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now I'm not actually depressed...just in a state of limbo...especially with my academics...I can't seem to regain my desire to strive harder now...can't seem to enjoy my studies like the way I used to...it sucks that no matter how many times I tell myself that "you will change your ways to build a better future for yourself"...I always end up regressing to my old ways. It's the typical dilemma of a very lazy student...and knowing that fact alone, makes me want to knock myself senseless...OR FINISH THIS BLOG ENTRY SO I CAN DO MY PAPER...sounds nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adieu.</content>
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    <title>returning...</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T05:55:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T05:43:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going to write again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking out my will from its dusty cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cracking my knuckles to snap them ready for battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am clearing my mind of the haze of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fighting circumstance to reclaim what is truly mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and to you soldiers of the heathen race, who cast faith and idealism to the fire...watch and see what one woman's passion can do.</content>
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