<?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-27510477</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:30:33.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a peek in a reggae princess's life. oha.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>109</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-533685737830987014</id><published>2008-10-22T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:58:32.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An update. Yes. Yes. Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;An update. Yes. Yes. Update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOO! It's officially my second of sem break and honestly, I'm running out of things to do... you know, things that don't require me to move my tush from the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's what happened to my sembreak so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got myself seasons 1-10 of FRIENDS (Yey! Cause it's THAT good. It's THAT fun. And cause I loveee Chandler Bing and Monica Geller THAT much) last Sunday in Metrowalk. And I am in Season 5. Yey. 3 days of FRIENDS. I have no life. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got myself PUSHING DAISIES season 1 (because, apparently, up until now, season 2 has not been release yet) last Sunday also in Metrowalk. Was going to start that later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- borrowed Twilight from Fatty and finished reading it. --&gt; Side note: It was all about the hype, really. I mean, I've read Harry Potter fanfictions with almost the same plot... only there, they're wizards and not vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got myself a DVD of Mama Mia, Tropic Thunder, Lake House, If Only, The Notebook, Sweet November, Notting Hill, The Holiday (which didn't work as it was supposed to), The Painted Veil, Scoop, Ever After, Catch and Release, Message in A Bottle, Two Weeks Notice, Kate and Leopold, Maid in Manhattan, A Walk in the Clouds and It's A Boy Girl Thing. Don't worry though, they come in those "30-in-1" disks you buy in Quiapo. I'm not that retarded. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- got myself a DVD of all these Julia Roberts stuff. Also comes in the "30-in-1" disks I bought in Quiapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- had a 2-night, 2-day sleepover at Fatty's where we karaoke'd all night and did our pop star/rock star/ rapper impersonations and watched FRIENDS and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah, basically, I haven't really fulfilled my goals for this sembreak (to be listed on a later entry). All but one: the headbands. YEY. So, now I have the really cute thin headbands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-533685737830987014?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/533685737830987014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=533685737830987014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/533685737830987014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/533685737830987014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-yes-yes-update.html' title='An update. Yes. Yes. Update.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-348778008242586946</id><published>2008-10-08T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:34:10.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Love-less Entry</title><content type='html'>I am such a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe na talaga ang mundo ngayon, second year college na... at ambata ko pa din. EVER. I want to rant about having a non-existent love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ang funny ng life a, dahil kailangan talaga batuk-batukan ka niya na hanggang ngayon, wala ka pa din boylaloo at ang mga lovers nagsisisulputan na sa tabi-tabi. Can you feel the love? I sure as hell can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have this friend. We were talking about non-existent love lives a day ago. And just in the spirit of fun, we were playing the "what ifs". And still in the spirit of fun, we were talking about delving into the Ateneo underground blind dating service. YEHES. I repeat, for the spirit of fun. It was actually really cool, we read about it in the school news paper. There're two ways on how you go about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You give the people in charge a set of characteristics you want in a guy (sounds reeeeeeally desperate, I know), and then they set you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You give the name of the person you want and then they try to hitch you. :)) Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I repeat, all in the spirit of fun. That's why they call it casual dating. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were planning to set my friend on one of them dates with Kuya. :&gt; And making plans and shizz. And theeeeeeeeeen... just today, she gets asked out by her crush. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have another friend who apparently has a boy now. I would say I would be super kilig if not for the fact that I am being bitter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall say no to Seligman's learned helplessness, FIGHT, MARION, FIGHT! Time will come, right, God?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-348778008242586946?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/348778008242586946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=348778008242586946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/348778008242586946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/348778008242586946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2008/10/love-less-entry.html' title='A Love-less Entry'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-1282265724263510374</id><published>2008-08-20T18:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:03:46.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ten conyomandments</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THE TEN CONYOMANDMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got this one from BUDOY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conyo here, conyo there, conyo everywhere! Conyospeak has become an unofficial language as a good chunk of the student body knows, or maybe even mastered the socialite tongue. However, one must never forget the basics of the conyo and we thusly bring you: The Ten Conyomandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.  Thou shall make gamit "make+pandiwa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"Let's make pasok na to our class!"&lt;br /&gt;      "Wait lang! I'm making kain pa!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;"Come on na, we can't make hintay anymore! It's in Andrew pa, you know?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Thou shall make kalat "noh", "diba" and "eh" in your pangungusap.&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"I don't like to make lakad in the baha nga, no? Eh diba it's like, so eew, diba?"&lt;br /&gt;      "What ba: stop nga being maarte noh?"&lt;br /&gt;      "Eh as if you want naman also, diba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. When making describe a whatever, always say "It's SO pang-uri!"&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"It's so malaki, you know, and so mainit!"&lt;br /&gt;      "I know right? So sarap nga, eh!"&lt;br /&gt;      "You're making me inggit naman.. I'll make bili nga my own burger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. When you are lalaki, make parang punctuation "dude", 'tsong" or "pare"&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"Dude, ENGANAL is so hirap, pare."&lt;br /&gt;      "I know, tsong, I got bagsak nga in quiz one, eh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Thou shall know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know right&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"My bag is so bigat today, you know"&lt;br /&gt;      "I know, right! We have to make dala pa kasi the jumbo Physics book eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Make gawa the plural of pangngalans like in English or Spanish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"I have so many tigyawats, oh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Like, when you can make kaya, always use &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like&lt;/span&gt;. Like, I know right?&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"Like, it's so init naman!"&lt;br /&gt;      "Yah! The aircon, it's, like sira!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Make yourself feel so galing by translating the last word of your sentence, you know, your pangungusap?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"Kakainis naman in the LRT! How plenty tao, you know, people?"&lt;br /&gt;      "It's so tight nga there, eh, you know, masikip?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Make gamit of plenty abbreviations, you know, daglat?"&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"Like, OMG! It's like traffic sa LRT"&lt;br /&gt;      "I know right? It's so kaka!"&lt;br /&gt;      "Kaka?"&lt;br /&gt;      "Kakaasar!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Make gamit the pinakamaarte voice and pronunciation you have para full effect!&lt;br /&gt;ex. &lt;/span&gt;"I'm, like, making aral at the Arrhneo!"&lt;br /&gt;      "Me naman, I'm from Lazzahl!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi MARYEL, LOU AT LEKI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new crush. WOOOOOO. :)) Kamukha niya si Jesse Spencer ng House. :)) HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATES ON MY ACAD LIFE: Tapos na ang gen psy project WHEW. Man o man, at buti na lang suspended ngayon. :| sorry na talaga, di ako naka-aral sa chem midterms at dahil napakaganda ng life, nilipat ang testing date next WEEK wednesday! WOOOHOOO.&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/27510477-1282265724263510374?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/1282265724263510374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=1282265724263510374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1282265724263510374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1282265724263510374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2008/08/ten-conyomandments.html' title='The ten conyomandments'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-4412570177916804754</id><published>2008-07-15T08:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:54:27.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like WOAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;LIKE WOAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How long has it been since my last update?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry blog, for a while there, I must've swept you under my rug. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I was reading my earlier posts just a while ago when I realized that most of the junk written here is about or touching on my NON-EXISTENT LOVE LIFE. I have written extremely gross and emo shizz and it's making my stomach take a 180 degree turn just thinking about it right now. So, from now on, I resolve to deviate from ranting on and on about almost lovers and deposit all those shizz in my CIRCA filing cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU BLOG! I do I do I do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd year 1st sem has started.... obviously. And for my faithful readers, namely Maryel (http://onesweetmarshymalllows.blogdrive.com) and Papa lou, I made up an update of my sophomore year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Marion Update: SOPHOMORE YEAR SO FAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- bumabaril na ako... ng target papers, WOO.&lt;br /&gt;- classmate ko si chever ng chever ni JAI REYES (it's not like people are going to see this, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- tried out for CADS and got into the second auds but I didn't push through with it 'cause I'm scared like that&lt;br /&gt;- nakabili ng PLAIR WALDORF HEADBAND. (Hah! Mars, meron din ako. :)))&lt;br /&gt;- nagfoofootsal&lt;br /&gt;- naging chapter head ng YFL sa Nativity&lt;br /&gt;- nagkaroon ng dalawang panalo sa basketball sa UAAP. :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;- nagkaroon ng United Nations crushes&lt;br /&gt;- natuto mag-espanol&lt;br /&gt;- nag-sport ng DORA HAIR&lt;br /&gt;- nagmahal... ang presyo ng Juicy Juiz.&lt;br /&gt;- na-addict sa House&lt;br /&gt;- at namimiss ang PUGAK (Onga pala, guys, kilala kayo ng friends ko. AWWWWWW. Shempre kwentong-kwento ako diba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maryel a, usapan natin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pugaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ateneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ust uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Drew's. :)) Can relate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD JOB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-4412570177916804754?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/4412570177916804754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=4412570177916804754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4412570177916804754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4412570177916804754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2008/07/like-woah.html' title='Like WOAH'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-4604410518333890969</id><published>2008-04-06T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:10:35.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The mini-despedida</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE David MINI-DESPEDIDA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the song, At the Beginning, I found myself crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to hug Alyssa and told her that I'm going to miss her BIG TIME, and then I looked up to see him just standing there. And then I hugged Alyssa again and told her I'm going to miss her BIG TIME, totally ignoring HIM. Not even a pat in the back, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that if I &lt;em&gt;did &lt;/em&gt;go to him and gave him an acknowledgement, there would be a positive response; but perhaps if I did do &lt;em&gt;something- anything, &lt;/em&gt;how the day ended would be much much different. And I wouldn't be musing about it in this journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAH. I hate the feeling of REGRET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a freakishly unbreakable GAP, I just know it. He knows I'm &lt;em&gt;crushing&lt;/em&gt; on him because of the constant teasing and he's feeling awkward about it 'cause that awkwardness SHOWS. I don't know. Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel bad about not giving him a proper goodbye, you know. And yeah, I admit, I feel sad that daydreams will remain as daydreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel terrible that there wasn't a closure- you know, a proper acknowledgment that they would be gone a week from now. That's the bad part. I hate it when the closure is not there. It just leaves you hanging. It's almost as bad as the feeling of REGRET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You don't have a clue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What it is like to be next to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm here to tell you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That it is good, that it is true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm going to &lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt; writing this in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-4604410518333890969?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/4604410518333890969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=4604410518333890969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4604410518333890969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4604410518333890969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2008/04/mini-despedida.html' title='The mini-despedida'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-9062423453532838471</id><published>2008-01-04T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:55:59.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling blue</title><content type='html'>Perhaps the thing I mostly regret in 2007 was those many times that I have taken a friend for granted. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! I let my bestfriends down, I just know it. It became more of a title than the real thing. Like Driza. I miss us. :( Before, we used to go to each other's houses but now, there's like a gap present between us. I don't even know things about her anymore and she doesn't know a single thing my new-found friends know. And then there was Wisdom. I just came across one of her multiply posts and it got me so sad that I was pushed to write this entry. The post was one of our outings to Laguna with the family. She talked about the night when we were jus talking about stuff and the past and how &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; it was to get to know each other better. Now, even though we go through YFC events together, it seems like it's just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a habit. Would I always start building barriers whenever a friend comes too close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-9062423453532838471?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/9062423453532838471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=9062423453532838471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/9062423453532838471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/9062423453532838471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2008/01/feeling-blue.html' title='Feeling blue'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-6134673974661859162</id><published>2007-12-17T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T17:10:44.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a more serious note</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ON A MORE SERIOUS NOTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How frail human life can be. I cannot even begin to imagine how frail human  life can be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wrote this blog entry after I had this dream:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I dreamt that... I was dead. I didn't even know how I died, in my dreams, I  was just a wandering ghost. I witnessed my sister and brother talking and   couldn't join in. I was only listening. I remember visiting my grandfather on  the mother's side, Lolo Tonio. He was a strict person- the type who becomes  proud of a grand daughter but doesn't tell that directly. He was sweet that way.  He was in my dream and in my dream, he was the only one who could sense me. Let  alone touch me and hug me. I was crying, he was too. After that, I remember  telling my mom and dad about it. I remembered blogging about it (yes, in my  dream, I still blog). The dream ended with me going out of a bookshop, Christmas  time, me alone with someone and I asked her, "Patay na ba talaga ako?"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I woke up right on cue and after a few seconds of taking it all in, I started  sobbing like hell. I felt like I was shivering all over. More than fear, I felt  loneliness mostly on that fact that in my dream, I wasn't able to touch, get  this, my brother and sister again. That thought made me cry even harder.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And this got me thinking- I was lonely because I wasn't prepared at all to  die. I mean who is prepared to die? When do you even know if it's your time? How  can you even prepare for what is actually un-prepare-able, something no man who  have ever tread upon and come back to retell his tale?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A simple answer: You can't really prepare for death. Doing so would be like  saying you're in control of your death and in extension, your life. You don't.  'You are a speck in reference to the vast universe around you, a mere syllable  uttered from a single word', as Octavio Paz puts it in his short story, The Blue  Bouquet. You don't control everything in the end- I'm sorry to burst the bubble.  What's left for us to do is to rely on a higher being, God, and take life as it  comes one step at a time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for me, all I want to do right now is to attend the 'simbang gabi', see  the sunrise and breathe- breathe like there is no tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;R.I.P Joey of the Ateneo de Manila University and Troy Baniqued. May you  experience unspeakable happiness wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-6134673974661859162?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/6134673974661859162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=6134673974661859162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6134673974661859162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6134673974661859162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/12/on-more-serious-note.html' title='On a more serious note'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-4022322399501212247</id><published>2007-12-06T12:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T13:17:43.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paranoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let's indulge ourselves in the matters of the heart.&lt;/strong&gt; Why? Because we can. We can, now, without being awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naget mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paranoia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just being paranoid, I KNEW IT.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I hate being a girl, it's inevitable to feel paranoid especially in things like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. Thanks to John-C for illuminating me in the workings of a male mind. If girls tease each other for no particular reason, there's not much difference in the guys' side of things, now Marion, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be "wala lang" and for fun, just a passing thing. And what's so cool is that, I'm relieving myself of the burden of being awkward around him by thinking he already knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate this new... epiphany, we shall and will indulge ourselves in the matters of the heart. Fall in love, or lust, or infatuation, whichever, I couldn't really discern which is which at this point, all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance. Romantic. Ang corny ko ngayon, corny ako. I can't even string together words to form a proper sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, should I be happy for being "wala lang".................. %^&amp;amp;*()_#@!@#%&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;%# [Insert Coin here]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javier: Writer's block, ordinary heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Shit&lt;br /&gt;- Doble Vista&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-4022322399501212247?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/4022322399501212247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=4022322399501212247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4022322399501212247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4022322399501212247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/12/paranoia.html' title='paranoia'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-6631761546860277410</id><published>2007-12-02T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T17:26:35.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbly</title><content type='html'>Heard it on the radio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk talaga ang mundo o, lahat nalang talaga. Life, BRING. IT. ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bubbly- Colbie Caillat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been awake for a while now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You've got me feeling like a child now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;`Cause every time I see your bubbly face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get the tinglies in a silly place&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It starts in my toes and I crinkle my nose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where ever it goes I always know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you make me smile please stay for a while now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just take your time where ever you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain is falling on my window pane&lt;br /&gt;But we are hiding in a safer place&lt;br /&gt;Under covers staying safe and warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give me feelings that I adore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They start in my toes make me crinkle my nose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where ever it goes I always know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That you make me smile &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please stay for awhile now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just take your time where ever you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But what am I gonna say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When you make me feel this way?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They start in my toes make me crinkle my nose&lt;br /&gt;Where ever it goes I always know&lt;br /&gt;That you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Please stay for awhile now&lt;br /&gt;Just take your time where ever you go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-6631761546860277410?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/6631761546860277410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=6631761546860277410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6631761546860277410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6631761546860277410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/12/bubbly.html' title='Bubbly'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-2101092496883262850</id><published>2007-12-02T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T13:19:05.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I blame it on hormones</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I blame it on hormones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly hate being a girl right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is it that girls get giddy and happy one moment all the way to down and depressed the next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life would be much easier if we all didn't have to reach puberty, then we can just play and be instantly friends, and you could teach me how to play the rubix cube again, and we could talk like normal people and the awkward-ness would be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tassie! Guess what, haha, ginoogle ko siya and they turned out to be classmates- papaL and papaJ nung highschool. FUNN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-2101092496883262850?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/2101092496883262850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=2101092496883262850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/2101092496883262850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/2101092496883262850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-blame-it-on-hormones.html' title='I blame it on hormones'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-8878064118725364761</id><published>2007-11-25T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T16:53:06.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TORETE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sandali na lang, maaari bang pagbigyan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aalis na lang, maaari bang hawakan ang iyong mga kamay?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sana ay maabot ng langit ang iyong mga ngiti, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sana ay masilip...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Huwag kang mag-alala, di ko ipipilit sayo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;at kahit na lilipad, ang isip ko'y &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;torete&lt;/span&gt; sayo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am so stupid, and transparent, and stupid... I hate it. What is it that he does and how does he do it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he still has no idea what I'm writing about right now (even though I know there is a one in a million chance in the world that he could get to see this blog), I'd be damned. How dense can a double (read: DOUBLE) oblation scholar be, right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been two embarassing succession of days and it all started yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having music min practices are very unhelpful for my crush life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First halata: people have been teasing us on having the same shade of orange shirt and I can't stop smiling/grinning/smirking/frowning all at the same time. I blame this solely on him. Why does he have to wear the same shade of orange shirt?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Second halata: I can't even get near him anymore without constant teasing from friends. Man, even admiring from afar isn't as peaceful as it used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Third halata: I can't even say a proper goodbye or hello for that matter. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fourth halata: I talked to almost everyone in the room except him. I mean, how stupid could I get, right? It was just sooo awkward. Refer to the aforementioned halata moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And how do I know that he already knows? Well, there's the fact that we keep on AVOIDING each other (this includes getting near each other, eye contact, and conversations). This thing is getting to me and affecting me. I'm not normally like this and I don't normally care, I promise. Just today we were together (with a few number of people, of course) for almost the whole day from 9am- 6pm and we never really had a conversation. The closest to a conversation we had was when I asked, "*toot*, alam mo yung Live Aid?" and he answered, "Hindi". So, I got back to talking with Art. That guy, argh. How can he not know about Live Aid when he studies in UP? How can we not be capable of starting a conversation (and this dates back to the time we had an outing in Pasig, I think)?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had this major esteem boost and I'd be like, "Sorry it has been so awkward between us. If we could, I'd like to start all over again. Hi, I'm Marion. Can you teach me how to play the rubix cube?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;END.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-8878064118725364761?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/8878064118725364761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=8878064118725364761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8878064118725364761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8878064118725364761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/11/torete.html' title='TORETE.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-46748252400365928</id><published>2007-10-27T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T18:48:45.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Naniniwala talaga ako sa kasabihan na: When everything seems to go wrong, something is bound to go right.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 27, 2007. I love this day to the fullest! Sobra. Not only did I get through my "problem" with the split with GK and FFL, napakaganda pa ng ending ng araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, aynako, grabe. Malandi kung malandi pag bigyan na, k? SObrang kinikilig talaga ako kanina! Hahaha. Ang aking ultimate crush na kung makausap ko ay paputol-putol lang sa sobrang ilang ko, tinuruan ako maglaro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMIGAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At habang tinuturuan niya ako, get this, we were touching hands. AMPUCH! Grabe, kinikilig talaga ako, kung wala dun ang aking alaga and ang aking ate, malamang sa malamang nahalata na nun na kinikilig na ko. Dinadaan ko nalang talaga sa tawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kung mababaw, pero, PROMISE, madalang lang to mangyari. Homigad! Eto pa, there's a promise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time? Next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooh! Go Marion, cool na cool tayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero, of course, katulad ng lahat ng nangyayari saken dahil ako ay malas sa ganitong bagay, may down-side nanaman, friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd ask me, ang crush ni boy as si girl na friend ko. Kamusta naman diba? Mejo napalinear love-story nalang kame. But anyway, I wouldn't want to dwell on that. Focus on the now, whatever nalang ang later. Promise mga kachikahan, kinilig talaga ako all the way pauwi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-46748252400365928?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/46748252400365928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=46748252400365928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/46748252400365928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/46748252400365928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-life.html' title='LOVE LIFE!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-8719381293760875936</id><published>2007-09-26T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T19:42:40.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabi ng lola ko...</title><content type='html'>Mabilis daw magkasakit ang mga magaganda...&lt;br /&gt;ang mga mukhang diyosang malakas ang appeal...&lt;br /&gt;ang crush ng bayan na henyo...&lt;br /&gt;ang talentado...&lt;br /&gt;ang kahit anong gawin ay center of attraction pa din...&lt;br /&gt;ang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sama ng pakiramdam ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. Joke muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sama talaga ng pakiramdam ko... hindi na joke... tapos kelangan ko pa alalahanin yung putrags na finals sa Taekwondo. Napakahenyo ko kasi talaga... sa lahat ng sports na available dun, Taekwondo pa pinili ko, di ba? Destiny calls e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Better Afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floating scented candles on mango pudding. Yum. Surrprised by Pugaks kanina sa Gateway. Wooooh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-8719381293760875936?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/8719381293760875936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=8719381293760875936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8719381293760875936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8719381293760875936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/09/sabi-ng-lola-ko.html' title='Sabi ng lola ko...'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-8278753297066098938</id><published>2007-09-17T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T20:50:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HULI sa balita</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HULI NANAMAN SA BALITA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I only got to watch this video in YouTube today due to the fact that YouTube kept on deleting the juicy videos because of the copyright violation. Oh well. What the hell. Britney in 3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0....&lt;br /&gt;7....&lt;br /&gt;6....&lt;br /&gt;8....&lt;br /&gt;9....&lt;br /&gt;8....&lt;br /&gt;5....&lt;br /&gt;21...&lt;br /&gt;1....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XpiwhkK1ZXs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpiwhkK1ZXs"&gt;Click if it's not working&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOLY CRAP- one powerful two-word expression to describe the Britney Spears's performance in the 2007 Video Music Awards. That was really terrible. If you're a performer who's coming back from a very serious controversy, the least you should do is to go and prove to everybody how much of a broken-down artist you became. As harsh as it may sound, K-fed must be laughing his ass off somewhere. Poor Britney. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-8278753297066098938?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/8278753297066098938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=8278753297066098938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8278753297066098938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8278753297066098938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/09/huli-sa-balita.html' title='HULI sa balita'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-7544090429206059829</id><published>2007-09-02T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T19:09:49.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>never be the same: 1 day fun with the Lord</title><content type='html'>One day... fun with the Lord: 1st west b combased assembly... ever. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, people will let me steal pictures from the assembly and let me post it here but for now, a song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER BE THE SAME&lt;br /&gt;By: Renee Geronimo &amp; Butch Baria&lt;br /&gt;Now I wake, now I see&lt;br /&gt;Lord your time is now&lt;br /&gt;I can’t ignore, the way you speak&lt;br /&gt;The calling’s clear and loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my life mean something&lt;br /&gt;Something worth remembering&lt;br /&gt;Something worth living and dying for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:I fight for your life, I long for your peace&lt;br /&gt;In a world so silent my praise to you will never cease&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hand and stake this claim&lt;br /&gt;That this world will know your name&lt;br /&gt;And life, will never be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From sea to sea, from dawn to dusk&lt;br /&gt;The battle rages on&lt;br /&gt;With every step, and every move&lt;br /&gt;We’re crying kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I want now&lt;br /&gt;More than I ever have before&lt;br /&gt;You are worth living and dying for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Lord I am afraid&lt;br /&gt;Of the choices I have to make&lt;br /&gt;But when I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am reminded why&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-7544090429206059829?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/7544090429206059829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=7544090429206059829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/7544090429206059829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/7544090429206059829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/09/never-be-same-1-day-fun-with-lord.html' title='never be the same: 1 day fun with the Lord'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-8351694887047293786</id><published>2007-08-31T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T18:50:04.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I made a po- a po- a po... em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY PAPA JAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY DULL DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Jay will take the blues away. Sooooo cuteeee.&lt;br /&gt;Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son of a- when will the monotony break? It broke momentarily with the foodcourt escapade with PUGAK (melo was missing). But when will the monotony break again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rantings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-8351694887047293786?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/8351694887047293786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=8351694887047293786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8351694887047293786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8351694887047293786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/08/poem.html' title='a poem.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-851578102170941278</id><published>2007-08-17T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T11:02:14.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun SURVEY- Why Can't I</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;RULES:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   I Want to Grow Old with You- Adam Sandler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;2 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   The girl all the bad guys want - Bowling for soup  &lt;em&gt;(uh... guy all the bad girls want? haha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;   Gitara- Parokya ni Edar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;   Seasons of Love- Rent Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5 WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;    I could not ask for more- Edwin McCain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;    Do you know what it feels like- Enrique Iglesias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;   Greatest story ever told- Oliver James. &lt;em&gt;oooh. sweet sweet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8 WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;   I Turn To You- Christina Aguilera. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9 WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIE?&lt;br /&gt;    Ultimate- Lindsay Lohan (&lt;em&gt;You're it. You're the ultimate. It's automatic, I'm sure of it. No lie. Yehes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;   Don't say you love me -M2M &lt;em&gt;You don't even know if you really want me just give me some time. Don't go there baby not before I'm ready.. haha. Kapal e noh. Person I like nga... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?    &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   You first believed- Hoku &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;    Halaga- PNE (you figure it out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;    On my own -Lea Salonga (ahahahaha. shet!)  pretending he's beside me...  this is so true. :)) daydreams&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;   I'll make a man out of you- Mulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;    Beautiful- Christina Aguilera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;    Wannabe- Spice Girls (ahaha. I like it). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?   &lt;br /&gt;     De Javu- Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?&lt;br /&gt;    Beautiful Girls- Sean Kingston (why am I portrayed as a man?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;    Collide- Howie Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;   Pocket full of stars- Nine Black Alps aww.. awww...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 WHAT WILL BE THE SUBJECT WHEN YOU REPOST?    &lt;br /&gt;   Why Can't I- Liz Phair&lt;/span&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/27510477-851578102170941278?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/851578102170941278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=851578102170941278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/851578102170941278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/851578102170941278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/08/fun-survey-why-cant-i.html' title='Fun SURVEY- Why Can&apos;t I'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-1585105263828827058</id><published>2007-08-15T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T21:48:47.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2794. Some people say they can't live without love. Well, oxygen's more important. - Dr Gregory House. So, kung wala kang lovelife, inhale-exhale ka na lang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- from textmates.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it come naturally, for now, mabuhay ka lang muna sapat na.&lt;br /&gt;:)) funny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-1585105263828827058?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/1585105263828827058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=1585105263828827058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1585105263828827058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1585105263828827058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/08/of-love.html' title='Of love'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-1177892234229248043</id><published>2007-08-09T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:41:06.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let go</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Let go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa Lou, naiintindihan ko na ang feeling na naooverwhelm.&lt;br /&gt;May something.&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky turns to a different shade of blue&lt;br /&gt;After the rain.&lt;br /&gt;My mind turns to a different point of view&lt;br /&gt;After the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know like the ocean needs the moon to take the tides away&lt;br /&gt;All we need's a little time to chase the blues away&lt;br /&gt;Sun is out and it feels like it's always gonna stay&lt;br /&gt;Memories last forever, turn tomorrow into yesterday  Into Yesterday- Sugar Ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Like the rain, it was so unexpected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-1177892234229248043?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/1177892234229248043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=1177892234229248043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1177892234229248043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1177892234229248043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/08/let-go.html' title='Let go'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-7090254040529854834</id><published>2007-08-05T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T19:53:22.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like what Chad Michael Murray said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Like what Chad Michael Murray said...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can be surrounded by a pool of people yet still feel all alone" (not the exact words)&lt;br /&gt;I guess you begin to relate to these things once you begin to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, friends, sabay-sabay... "HARDCORE DRAMA".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero seriously...&lt;br /&gt;It still feels awkward being a college student... or being in college perse. For a week, I've been thinking about it and I kind of wished I could stop- the feeling is just too unbearable... haha, hnde joke lang. Pero it's not a good feeling either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss highschool and high school friends and cramming and getting away with cramming. It's really ironic how life works. I was the one entirely excited in my circle of friends to finally be living as a college student, now I'm the only one who's having a high school hangover. I guess it just goes to say that you shouldn't really be expecting too much, or brace yourself for the disappointment that comes after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that college isn't fun though...&lt;br /&gt;New things are fun- weee- but old things are just so hard to get over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Drama stops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-7090254040529854834?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/7090254040529854834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=7090254040529854834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/7090254040529854834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/7090254040529854834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/08/like-what-chad-michael-murray-said.html' title='Like what Chad Michael Murray said...'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-6241847656542179693</id><published>2007-07-24T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T12:55:44.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Life UPDATE</title><content type='html'>College is F-A-S-T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naman, hindi ko nalang namalayan... magmimidterms na pala. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At hindi siya madali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na yung first long test for Botany LAB and LEC, tas bukas, ang ibabagsak ko naman, Math. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being a sadder excuse for a student nowadays. I don't know why but perhaps it's the intimidationg thing growing on me. Biruin mo ba naman, siniksik ata ang mga scholars, merit scholars, director's list, pati mga valedictorians sa block ko. Hayup, feeling ko ako lang yung grumaduate lang... yung natatangi ko pang award nung highschool... pinagbigyan lang ata ako. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So naturally, my summer dreams of getting into the dean's list is fading F-A-S-T with the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHORT-TERM GOAL: to get through the first semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sa kinamalas-malasang palad naman talaga... akalain ba namang nasira chinelas ko sa school! Kaya naman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO PARTIDO IGNACIO FOR HANDING OUT RIBBONS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buti nalang at nanjan pa si Tassie na dinadaluyan ng dugong girl scout at magaling sa knots at tying things in place. Hahahah. So, ngayon, ang ganda ng chinelas ko... may ribbons!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-6241847656542179693?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/6241847656542179693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=6241847656542179693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6241847656542179693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6241847656542179693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/07/college-life-update.html' title='College Life UPDATE'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-67974143468857573</id><published>2007-07-06T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T19:29:36.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty as charged</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;GUILT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you say things that you don't actually mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, that'd be most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an odd person like that with my own extremeties. It's either I think about what I say too much or not at all. -.-" And yes, most times, it gets me into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST LIKE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUILT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those people who actually know me personally, they'd know that one of my  negative qualities would be that I could be too ma-pride at times and that when I burst, I really do burst into a tactless monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS TIME, ako naman kontra-bida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-67974143468857573?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/67974143468857573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=67974143468857573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/67974143468857573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/67974143468857573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/07/guilty-as-charged.html' title='guilty as charged'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-5114558689564329075</id><published>2007-06-15T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T18:30:46.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"God made me beautiful..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"God made me beautiful, therefore I am not a boy"&lt;/strong&gt; -Diva Lit teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lit teacher is really &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey. Third day of classes na ng college life. Wala pa naman kame mashadong load. Mga tipong babasahin lang jan... tas submit ng submit ng 3x5 index cards and 1x 1 pics na akala ko napagiwanan ko na sa highschool.&lt;br /&gt;Pero feeling ko antagal tagal ko nang pumapasok kahit na ang ginagawa ko lang buong araw ay maglakad... from building to building tapos from ateneo to katipunan... pag breaks with full force ng blockmates. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lightest sked ko is every thursdays... 9 pasok 12 labas. ayos! Pero pinakaexciting ang MWF because of LIT. Shett. I really love the Lit teacher. Har har har. Fan na talaga ako! Kahit na diva siya, I find him very intelligent. Mejo nasa net cafe ako ngayon so kwento ko nalang yung full detail tungkol sa kanya sa susunod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to share this video clip I stole from youtube... yes, we all know youtube... IT'S THE CUTEST NOKIA COMMERCIAL EVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeAqzSfF6Cw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HeAqzSfF6Cw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's... love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took that up to disprove the modern period novelists that "stories are now dead" and that people couldn't contribute anything new because during the modern period, novelists have experimented with almost every aspect of writing tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of the video is to show that every where and anywhere, we could find stories from music videos to advertisments... such as this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class dismissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-5114558689564329075?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/5114558689564329075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=5114558689564329075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/5114558689564329075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/5114558689564329075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-made-me-beautiful.html' title='&quot;God made me beautiful...&quot;'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-9161503803943241114</id><published>2007-06-01T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:27:03.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIND FARTS</title><content type='html'>GUYS, SORRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can your heart melt when you don't even have a heart? Tangna tlga e. Gusto ko na talaga umalis papuntang kung saan man kung saan wala ka. YOU THINK YOU'RE SO PURE... Oo na, okay... masama na ko. Mas masama na ko sa mata ng ibang tao... ano pa? gusto mo din marinig na mas maganda ka? fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas magaling sa sports?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas matalino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas favorable sa mata ng friends, nila mama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang ito na kasi ung last straw e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat sa paguuplift mo ng confidence ko a. Salamat dhel pinaramdam mo na panganay ako. Tangna. Eto na ba ung dramang sinasabi ni louise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I KNOW I'm MEAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-9161503803943241114?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/9161503803943241114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=9161503803943241114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/9161503803943241114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/9161503803943241114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/06/mind-farts.html' title='MIND FARTS'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-2701384107490544190</id><published>2007-05-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:45:26.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encounter with skinhead</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mei kwento ulit ako..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. alam kong sukang suka na ung blogspot sa mga kwento ko tungkol kay Siya pero shyetttt, nagbalik na ata ung crush ko sa kanya. hahahah. Kasi kanina meron kameng YFC meeting, practice para sa mga sayaw. Tapos ang meeting place ng new members: sa transfi. So parang pachill-chill lang kame nila ate mich sa floor- paulinian e- tapos dal-dalan pa kame jan. Tas all of a sudden, biglang mei pumasok na fishball- anak ng pating, kalbo na Siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas normally, sobrang wlang pansinan... o kaya, pasamaan ng tingin kaso kanina.. shyet... nyahaha... ngumiti! hahahah. Ewan ko... siguro normal lang yun pero nagulat tlga ako. So ngiti dn ako jan tas nagHi ako pero hnde ako nagsalita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas kelangan kasi namen ni Mau gamitin ung phone sa office ng Transfi para icontact si EJ kung ppnta... e nagmimeeting sila dun so mejo nahiya ako kasi naman.. hello, halos lahat ata dun, nakaaway ko na sa chat o nakasamaan ng tingin. So iniwan ko si Mau at Ate Mich para tumawag. Guess what, mga kachikahan, nung nakausap nia si Mau, sabi nia: "Asan na ung ate mo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayup! Nung kinwento saken un... takte. Ambabaw kaso ang cute kaya... wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas hnde pa jan nagtatapos ang kwento-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa bahay naman nila JohnC, nung practice na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kilig talaga tong c NL. Mei napatunayan ako: PERFECT nga siya. Isipin mo nman. Matalino, magaling sa sports, may alam sa music, tas ngayon... magaling pa sumayaw! oo na tlga, lahat na. Shett. Kung nakakausap ko lng tlga siya ng matino... hahahah. Tas eto pang c kaps siraulo.. kanina, mei hinuhug akong unan tas binato nia kay NL tas binato ulit sken nung isinantabi lng ni NL. Hayup.. natouch niya! natouch niya! hahahaha. what? I kid, I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, a good day. Bukas ulit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-2701384107490544190?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/2701384107490544190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=2701384107490544190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/2701384107490544190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/2701384107490544190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/05/encounter-with-skinhead.html' title='Encounter with skinhead'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-8932943163252446569</id><published>2007-05-15T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:18:18.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we were a movie- Miley Cyrus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;IF WE WERE A MOVIE Miley Cyrus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There you go again talking cinematic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're charming, got everybody star struck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How you always seem to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the obvious instead of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But get a ticket and you'll see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If we were a movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'd be the right guy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'd be the best friend that you'd fall in love with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the end we'd be laughing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching the sunset&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fade to black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Show the names&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Play the happy song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you call meI can hear it in your voice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh sure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tell me all about her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La la&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be acting through my tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess you'll never know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I should win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An Oscar for this scene I'm in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish I could tell you there's a twist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some kind of hero in disguise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we're together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's for real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now playing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish I could tell you there's a kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like something more than in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Could be amazing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... and there we go.  XD &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-8932943163252446569?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/8932943163252446569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=8932943163252446569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8932943163252446569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8932943163252446569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-we-were-movie-miley-cyrus.html' title='If we were a movie- Miley Cyrus'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-6148561873533104312</id><published>2007-05-14T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:56:42.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRESSED- NO, MAKE THAT SUPER STRESSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hnde ako nasstress sa YOUTH CAMP kung tutuusin. Pero kasi naman tong mga magulang ko... alam kong gusto nilang tumulong pero kung yung way nila of helping is to tell me na parang lahat ngt ginagawa ko mali nanaman at iparealize kung gaano kabigat ung mga gagawin ko... please naman, wag nalang. Ansakit na kasi sa ulo e... pinagdidiinan pa na inaako ko daw ung responsibility... tas sort-of blaming everyone sa pagkastressed ko... alamo yun... siguro, nakakatuwa sha for some people pero ang ayoko naman sa lahat yung ganun. Feeling ko kasi... mas nafifeel ko pa na hindi ko kaya. Kung kelan naman nagddoubt na ko sa kakayahan ko maglead... e kasi naman... ako? I've never been a leader my whole life and now, I'm leading the camp. Pero, sige, for God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, we'll be handing out Youth Camp flyers..  hnde naman ata ako makakasama... yeah, have to review for the crappy exams... I'm beginning to hate college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YANG CEP NA YAN KASI E. Bat kasi naimbento pa? Leche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-6148561873533104312?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/6148561873533104312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=6148561873533104312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6148561873533104312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6148561873533104312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/05/stressed.html' title='stressed'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-937260971581596204</id><published>2007-05-11T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T07:43:44.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PICTURES FROM ILC-NAGA incomplete&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AimpcyA31pc/RkPgaug2H9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PqLs_sbfmmE/s1600-h/ilc.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063137155861585874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AimpcyA31pc/RkPgaug2H9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PqLs_sbfmmE/s320/ilc.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; is our &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me&lt;br /&gt;How GREAT is our God.&lt;br /&gt;All will see..&lt;br /&gt;How GREAT, how great... is our God.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-937260971581596204?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/937260971581596204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=937260971581596204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/937260971581596204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/937260971581596204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/05/pictures-from-ilc-naga-incomplete-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AimpcyA31pc/RkPgaug2H9I/AAAAAAAAAAU/PqLs_sbfmmE/s72-c/ilc.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-4268738301382518187</id><published>2007-05-10T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T23:29:32.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back to Bloggin...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOME SWEET HOME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;na talaga tong Blogspot. Iba na talaga pag mei pinagsamahan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what seemed like months of no-posting... amback. ;) kalat-kalat na ang mga blog ko... merong multips, mei LJ, at kung anu-ano pang pwede kong mapagsulatan... pero iba pag blogspot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun. I'd like to thank the Blogger management, Google, Greenhills for my shirt,  Aveeno for my lotion, Cecon for my vitamins, and Vogue magazine for featuring my picture on the cover. um, yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyy... ampuch, kahit na walang nangyayari sa summer ko... khet na sobrang ang failure ng mga plano ko, pagod pa dn ako. Malapit na ang Youth Camp and when you sum up my summer, it pretty much would say YFC all over it- alright, not that I'm complaining- mejo nakakaemotionally tiring kasi. Sobrang namumood-swing ako. Tas umiiral pa tong matinding sibling rivalry nmen at milyon-milyong sermon nila mama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... again, not that I'm complainingl. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mei plus side din naman ang summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung masugid kang reader (akala pala...) Natatandaan mo ba si SIYA na paulit-ulit kong sinulat dito last year? Guess what... we're chums. hahahah. Eto yung kwento... mei isang YFC meeting sa parish tas mejo kasama sha dun sa activity na yun. Noong una, peste talaga kasi sobrang asar na asar kame sa kanya. Pano ba naman, 10 songs? Pinachoreograph ng 10 songs? Ano akala nia samen, professional? At take note... that was 2 days before the performance... e ANAK NG PATING, baka gusto ata niya ung steps prang kila shawn at jopet. Tas sabi pa.. wala kaming karapatang mapagod dhel we need to sacrifice... Aminado ako, mei truth dun, pero tao ba din naman ako at hindi ako into exploitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in fairness naman kay SIYA, ayos dn pala siya... pag nasa mood. Kasi nung debut ni Ate Melea, isa sa mga kaYFC ko the following day, biglang nasurprise nlang kame na andun pala siya. Tas grabe, ang kulit niya. First time ko kasi magcandle tas siya ung nagtuturo samen kung ano gagawin and stuff tapos nung mismong kami na ung nagsasalita nagsabog ng petals. Grabe kung crush ko lang talaga siya hanggang sa time na yun, natunaw nlang ako. Eto ung scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After candles...&lt;br /&gt;SIYA: Marion, akin na kamay mo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mar na kausap si Kaps inabot ang kamay pero hindi nakatingin...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIYA holds up the candle ring at hiningi ang finger...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mar gives the ring finger sabay taas ng kilay pero kausap pa din si Kaps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIYA: (tumawa) hindi jan kasya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sa loob loob ni Mar, ouch yun a. hindi naman ganun kalaki kamay ko! Pero napangisi pa dn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SIYA kinuha ung pinky tas sinuksok ung ring...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mar hindi pinansin, kausap pa dn si Kaps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He he he. Hayup, ang landi ng moment pero imagine mo na crush ko siya... hahah. Kilig din yun, kahit papano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang... &lt;u&gt;for the sake of updating.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-4268738301382518187?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/4268738301382518187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=4268738301382518187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4268738301382518187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/4268738301382518187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back-to-bloggin.html' title='I&apos;m back to Bloggin...'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-792266638532351176</id><published>2007-04-02T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:05:44.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabi ni Wu Zun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BEFORE I FORGET... again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAPSIIII!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/839862268l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Si Wu talaga o. Paimpress kay Papa. Ha ha ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-792266638532351176?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/792266638532351176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=792266638532351176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/792266638532351176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/792266638532351176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/04/sabi-ni-wu-zun.html' title='Sabi ni Wu Zun'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-6302659582746725842</id><published>2007-04-02T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T14:49:29.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM</title><content type='html'>Nakakaasar.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not myself lately.&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from the weekend trip to Pansol with my parents' household and their families, some yfc's and I thought I was going to go back to the up days but I only got pissed off and really really exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I get depressed easily, I'm very down, and what's worse is that I don't even know the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the summer job.&lt;br /&gt;We weren't  accepted because we were too underaged (that is, Lou and Mars weren't since I wasn't there for the interview but if I came along, I would also suffer the same fate).&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I'll be going to go on the jobhunt with Rakkel, which I doubt will happen, since I'm too (extra) lazy these days to even move my ass from my bed plus, I think I already spent most of my commute money on V-cuts and Potato Chips.&lt;br /&gt;I've also been thinking about the sched clashing with the ILC.&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be bad for me to take a three-day leave especially since I'm only taking a summer job.&lt;br /&gt;Where's my commitment?&lt;br /&gt;And I also can't ditch the ILC since I already payed 2,050 for the reg and transpo... imagine that, 1,050 for transportation to Bicol.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-6302659582746725842?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/6302659582746725842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=6302659582746725842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6302659582746725842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6302659582746725842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/04/screaaaaaaaaaaaaaam.html' title='SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-3978024177182297115</id><published>2007-03-22T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:12:47.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE ENDINGS LIKE THAT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;I HATE ENDINGS LIKE THAT. [SPOILER]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there was one thing I really hate, it's tragic love stories. I know some find it sweet and much more interesting but I'm really a happy-ending person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I've gotten hooked on this, now I won't be able to move on again for months until I find a replacement... which is close to pigs flying since this was by far the most interesting... uh, THING, I've ever watched. It got me laughing really hard and I can't believe everything was just going to end this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just like the Peter Pan case... seriously, all their efforts just went to waste. I'm seriously pissed-off/ sad right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm emotional like this. Hayy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-3978024177182297115?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/3978024177182297115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=3978024177182297115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/3978024177182297115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/3978024177182297115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-hate-endings-like-that.html' title='I HATE ENDINGS LIKE THAT.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-1626061201674231113</id><published>2007-03-21T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:44:33.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SUDDEN CHANGE OF MOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks pugaks. You've done it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k118/reggaeprinsesa123/Picture382.jpg" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep Holding On &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You're not alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Together we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When it gets cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it feels like the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no place to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know I won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No I won't give in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Keep holding on'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just stay strong'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish you were here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before it's too late, this could all disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Before the doors close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it comes to an end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;With you by my side I will fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll fight and defend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep holding on'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hear me when I say, when I say I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahLa da da daLa da da daLa da da da da da da da da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just stay strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's nothing you could say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nothing you could do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no other way when it comes to the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So keep holding on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-- brought to you by MARYEL comics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngayon ko lang napanood... masasabi ko lang, SI-SI-KAT-KAT-KAT. haha. Salamat sa tribute. Once a pugak, always a PUGAK. Thanks for everything, guys... Hindi pa dito nagtatapos.&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/27510477-1626061201674231113?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/1626061201674231113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=1626061201674231113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1626061201674231113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/1626061201674231113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/03/sudden-change-of-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-8232249661498843780</id><published>2007-03-19T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:59:39.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HANA KIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/03ec7p3_lxk50vf5vioq_775.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quan (Wu Zun)--- look at his lean body *drools* and Rui Xi (Ella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/wuzun1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na, jusko, addict na ko kay &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wu Zun at sa Hana Kimi&lt;/span&gt;- isang Taiwanese drama about this girl who entered a boy's school to have a love relationship with her high-jump tv idol, Quan. Eto ang thing dun, mei apat na gwapo. At ang lead actor na si Wu Zun, isang libvong paligong mas guapo kay Gian. Don't take me the wrong way, alam kong sumasagalpak sa pagkaguwapo si Joo Ji Hoon pero Wu Zun-- hayup. Pag nakita mo siya, lahat ng angulo, tama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Three years ago,Lu Rui Xi, was watching TV when she saw high jumper Zuo Yi Quan. She decides to transfer to his school and become his friend, but the particular school he attends is strictly boys-only. After a shaky start, including a rude collision with Quan outside of the classroom, Rui Xi is able to settle in at the school. By a stroke of luck, she has been assigned to be Quan's room mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, she is accepted as a normal student, but after sustaining an injury to the head, her gender is discovered by Quan and Mei Tian, the school health official. Mei Tian becomes her &lt;a title="Confidant" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confidant"&gt;confidant&lt;/a&gt;, but Quan keeps Rui Xi's secret to himself in order to protect her identity. Jin Xiu Yi begins to question his own sexuality when he finds himself attracted to this new student, whom he believes to be male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- ayon kay pareng wiki.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WAHEEEEEEEEEHEHEHe. I'll now be off to watch more of Hana Kimi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"This isn't gonna be Ying Kai's brokeback mountain"- Xui Yi (Jiro Wang) Don't worry, it's soo not yaoi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-8232249661498843780?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/8232249661498843780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=8232249661498843780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8232249661498843780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/8232249661498843780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-addiction.html' title='New Addiction'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-6930396078665855414</id><published>2007-03-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:48:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Padespidida kay Jamie.</title><content type='html'>Just got home from the malling with my friends. Jusko, nagmukhang expression of freedom and Mega. Andaming Paulinian. First time ko gumala in a group of almost 20. Jusko. And as usual, ako nanaman ang pinakahuling dumating. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Ghost Rider na napakapanget ng script... "My name is Legion 'cause we are... many"... haha. PG-13 yung movie at guess what, muntik na kaming di papasukin. Heheh. Sensha na, guys, dakilang baby face. I have to say, though, I realkly enjoyed the movie because of my friends, especially Marian... Papa J. Ambenta ever, hek hek hek. Sa lahat ng parts na mei mukhang lumalapit sa screen, sha lang yung sumisiga. Buti sana kung ganun lang, pero hindi, sinabunutan pa ko. hahaha. Shettt... As usual, sa aming magkakaibigan na nagoccupy ng isang row, kami nanaman ang pinakamaingay doon, to the point na yung kaharap at kalikod namin napuno na at nagawang lumpiat ng upuan. Kaya nga inaalay ko din ang entry na to para sa kanila. ^ _ ^ Sorry kuyas. At least, libre comments di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we played in the arcades kung saan ako naging super proud sa sarili ko dahil nakaabot ako ng Chapter 2 sa vampire nights at hindi ako ang unang namatay sa House of the Dead pero Chapter 1 lang ata inabot namin ni Rakky na kalaro ko. Oo, proud na ko nun. Nabeat ko ang sariling record na hindi pa sumasakit yung daliri ko kakapindot, talo na agad. This time, balikat ko sumakit. OHA! Ganon ako katagal nakalaro. Humph. *nod* Dito ko din natuklasan na isa sa mga hilig ko na mamaril ng kahit anong bagay na gumagalaw sa computer.. WEEEEEHHH! I'll go back for this... shooting is the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos... YELLOWCAB GALORE. At dahil everytime na pumupunta kame nila Jamie sa isang fast food chain, mei napapagusapan kameng hnde kanais-nais... ganon nnman ang nakagawian namen sa Yellowcab (baka isipin nio, sumososyal na ko from sa cheapipay na ffc lumilipat na ng yellowcab... hnde, nilibre kasi kame nila Marga and Camille... at dahil dun, sila na ang paborito kong TWINS, number one na), from gay people to Bern's first time drinking coke and comparing it to having the first times... Jusko. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sobrang mamimiss ko sila. Lalong lalo na si Jamie dahil aalis na siya sa Wednesday papuntang Japan... :( Eto nga ata yung rason kung bat hnde ako naiyak nung grad. Dahil alam kong magkikita-kita pa, ngayong, tapos na... nakakalungkot lang isipin na hindi na ganoon kadalas ko sila makikita at hindi na ganoon ka senseless yung pwede kong maging topic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATULATIONS BERN- isa ka nang ganap na tao! I'LL MISS YOU TODO JAMIE, BOGCHI, BOSSING at kung anu-ano pa ang natawag ko sayo ngayong taong to... wala na kong kafoodtrip. :( Wala na din akong kabangagan.... Ingat ka nalang sa Japan. Bring home some Japanese guys... *^_^* weeeeeeeh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SA LAHAT NG SENIORS.... TAKTE. Tapos na sa wakas. FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMM&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;... 'till June.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-6930396078665855414?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/6930396078665855414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=6930396078665855414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6930396078665855414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/6930396078665855414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/03/padespidida-kay-jamie.html' title='Padespidida kay Jamie.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116971518959201442</id><published>2007-01-25T16:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:53:09.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter about UP</title><content type='html'>Kwentong Bulok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bitter about UP. Ngayon ko lang nararamdaman ung impact ng hindi pagpasa sa UP. Parang pa-cool cool pa ko nung nakita ko sa website nila na hnde ako pumasa... sabi ko nga noon, "bonus na pag nakapasa pa ko ng UP"- nagquote pala ng sarili. So un ung mga katagang inalala ko nung nakita ko ung website, dahil ako ay isang taong mei sariling paninindigan, ayos lang saken na hnde nakapasa. At least diba mei school ako. Hindi ako nagmamagaling a. Nakakalungkot lang, kahit wla kong karapatan malungkot tungkol dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Wag nio nalang saken ikwento tong entry na to pag nagkita tayo sa kung saan man... haha. feeling ko ang yabang ko pero my blog is just fulfilling its role in my life- isang outlet ng negative vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Badtrip 2. Nakita ko na ang grades ko for the 3rd quarter, ayos lang... wala na sanang below 85 kung di lang dahil sa Math... shet. 79. SHett... at kulang pa ng isang... SHET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero... despite the bulok moments, mei good moments naman dn during the whole time na absent ako sa blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nakuha ko na ang letter ko sa ATENEO. WOOOOH! BS Psych. Dream school, dream course. Excited na ko magUAAP, ngayon makakacheer na ko at wla na saken di pedeng magsabi ng Ateneo ka ba? Ayos, ayos. Napakagaling na comforter (kama pala).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. um... aun, nakapaginternet na ulit ako at mei bago na ko pinupuntahang site na nakakaaliw basahin. OO, kahit ako ay napakabitter tungkol sa UP, idol ko pa dn sila pagdating sa mga creative ideas. Kaya, bago kong tambayan- peyups.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO NGA PALA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAGO MAGTAPOS ANG ENTRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEI GUSTO MUNA KO BATIIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS SA PAGPASA Rakkel, Maryel at Sheric SA UNIBERSIDAD NG PILIPINAS. HAYUP! IDOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MALAPIT NA ANG GRAD! ewan ko kung dapat ko to ikatuwa pero mejo naeexcite na ko. Tatahak na ko ng buhay kolehiyala. Hayup! At feel na feel ko na to dahil nagsisimula na kame magsukat ng Toga na nirerent lang naman sa school. -.-" &lt;-- yan lang ang masasabi ko jan. sigaw ng masa sa st. paul: SHOW ME THE MONEEEEEEEY. Achaka nagsisimula na kong maging nonchalant sa mga kung anu-anumang nirerequire ng aming mga napakagaling na mga guro, napakamapagbigay at nakakaintindi na kame ay graduating na at nagmamalasakit samin na masiguradong kami nga ay tunay na maggraduate kaya binigyan ang grupo ko ng 0/15% sa raw score sa card dahil lang sa wala kameng dalang materials para sa IP making. THE HELL! hindi naman niya sinabi.. I swear.... pag ako talaga nagbalik sa St. Paul at naging DL sa Ateneo, siya ung kaisa-isang teacher na pasasalamatan ko sa pagbibigay sakin ng isang masaya at maligalig na highschool fourth year life. Thank you, Ms. Rebonded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116971518959201442?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116971518959201442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116971518959201442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116971518959201442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116971518959201442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/01/bitter-about-up_25.html' title='Bitter about UP'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116971511967997448</id><published>2007-01-25T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T16:51:59.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter about UP</title><content type='html'>Kwentong Bulok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bitter about UP. Ngayon ko lang nararamdaman ung impact ng hindi pagpasa sa UP. Parang pa-cool cool pa ko nung nakita ko sa website nila na hnde ako pumasa... sabi ko nga noon, "bonus na pag nakapasa pa ko ng UP"- nagquote pala ng sarili. So un ung mga katagang inalala ko nung nakita ko ung website, dahil ako ay isang taong mei sariling paninindigan, ayos lang saken na hnde nakapasa. At least diba mei school ako. Hindi ako nagmamagaling a. Nakakalungkot lang, kahit wla kong karapatan malungkot tungkol dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Wag nio nalang saken ikwento tong entry na to pag nagkita tayo sa kung saan man... haha. feeling ko ang yabang ko pero my blog is just fulfilling its role in my life- isang outlet ng negative vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Badtrip 2. Nakita ko na ang grades ko for the 3rd quarter, ayos lang... wala na sanang below 85 kung di lang dahil sa Math... shet. 79. SHett... at kulang pa ng isang... SHET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero... despite the bulok moments, mei good moments naman dn during the whole time na absent ako sa blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nakuha ko na ang letter ko sa ATENEO. WOOOOH! BS Psych. Dream school, dream course. Excited na ko magUAAP, ngayon makakacheer na ko at wla na saken di pedeng magsabi ng Ateneo ka ba? Ayos, ayos. Napakagaling na comforter (kama pala).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. um... aun, nakapaginternet na ulit ako at mei bago na ko pinupuntahang site na nakakaaliw basahin. OO, kahit ako ay napakabitter tungkol sa UP, idol ko pa dn sila pagdating sa mga creative ideas. Kaya, bago kong tambayan- peyups.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO NGA PALA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAGO MAGTAPOS ANG ENTRY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEI GUSTO MUNA KO BATIIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS SA PAGPASA Rakkel, Maryel at Sheric SA UNIBERSIDAD NG PILIPINAS. HAYUP! IDOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. MALAPIT NA ANG GRAD! ewan ko kung dapat ko to ikatuwa pero mejo naeexcite na ko. Tatahak na ko ng buhay kolehiyala. Hayup! At feel na feel ko na to dahil nagsisimula na kame magsukat ng Toga na nirerent lang naman sa school. -.-" &lt;-- yan lang ang masasabi ko jan. sigaw ng masa sa st. paul: SHOW ME THE MONEEEEEEEY. Achaka nagsisimula na kong maging nonchalant sa mga kung anu-anumang nirerequire ng aming mga napakagaling na mga guro, napakamapagbigay at nakakaintindi na kame ay graduating na at nagmamalasakit samin na masiguradong kami nga ay tunay na maggraduate kaya binigyan ang grupo ko ng 0/15% sa raw score sa card dahil lang sa wala kameng dalang materials para sa IP making. THE HELL! hindi naman niya sinabi.. I swear.... pag ako talaga nagbalik sa St. Paul at naging DL sa Ateneo, siya ung kaisa-isang teacher na pasasalamatan ko sa pagbibigay sakin ng isang masaya at maligalig na highschool fourth year life. Thank you, Ms. Rebonded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116971511967997448?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116971511967997448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116971511967997448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116971511967997448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116971511967997448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/01/bitter-about-up.html' title='Bitter about UP'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116842614861236485</id><published>2007-01-10T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:49:08.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GUESS WHAT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HALIKINU. FLY HIGH, BLUE EAGLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116842614861236485?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116842614861236485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116842614861236485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116842614861236485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116842614861236485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/01/guess-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116772660798529250</id><published>2007-01-02T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T16:30:08.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pahabol na Entry.</title><content type='html'>One more day til the end of Christmas day. That's right, folks... the fun is coming to an end. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before &lt;strong&gt;everything else,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MALIGAYANG BAGONG TAOOOOON! *torotot* *torotot* *boom* *BANG* *iyak*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYTHING ELSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tapos na kasal nila lola and lolo. 50th anniversaries. Dahil sa kapos ako sa oras at sa pera pambayad sa tumatagingting na 120 sa netopia dhel 3 tumatagingting na oras na dn akong nandito at nagccam ng Math Project ko, hnde ko muna ipopost ung buong kwento... sa susunod nalng.ung pictures naman... sa susunod na dn sa multiply.... EVENTUALLY kgaya ng limpak limpak na napromise ko na mga letrato na hanggang ngayon ay wala pa dn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7048/2899/320/420621/DSC05841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yihee. Daig pang kissing scene nila TOBY MAGUIRE at KIRSTEN DUNST.&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/27510477-116772660798529250?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116772660798529250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116772660798529250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116772660798529250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116772660798529250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2007/01/pahabol-na-entry.html' title='Pahabol na Entry.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116650698032244334</id><published>2006-12-19T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T13:43:00.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Since&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;mahirap na atang mabati ko kayo ngayong pasko mismo. Dahil na sa wala akong internet sa bahay at dahil pupunta akong Mindanao para sa 50th anniv ng lola ko (totoong lola ko). WOOOOHOOOO!!! Feeling prinsesa ang lola mo. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116650698032244334?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116650698032244334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116650698032244334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116650698032244334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116650698032244334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-last-thing.html' title='One last thing'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116650549225928250</id><published>2006-12-19T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T13:26:26.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PUGAK Reloaded</title><content type='html'>".........&lt;br /&gt;Nang ma inlove ako sa'yo kala ko'y pag-ibig mo ay tunay&lt;br /&gt;pero hindi nag-tagal lumabas din ang tunay na kulay&lt;br /&gt;ang iyong kilay mapag-mataas at laging namimintas&lt;br /&gt;pero sarili kong pera ang iyong winawaldas&lt;br /&gt;para kang sphinx ugali mo'y napaka sting&lt;br /&gt;...." Sosyal noh? Nyahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overnight kila Lou last Friday. Masaya. Isang gabing takutan, pikunan, asaran, sigawan, habulan (kasama si Charlie the boy... ops, pangalan yan ng aso nila), kantahan, iyakan (dahil sa takutan), at shempre tawanan. Pagnadekwat ko na siguro kay Maryel ung mga pics, ipopost ko nalang kasi mahirap naman atang inarrate ko lahat ng nangyari ng isang buong araw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you would ask me, looking back sa year na to at last year, I would say na magandang Christmas present na ung mga nangayayari. I am surrounded by a pool of beautiful people, inside and out and I would just like to thank God for it. He he. English un. Anjan ang Pugak at anjan din ang aking mga hell sisters. Some friends only come once in a lifetime and I consider myself lucky to be there when they came. Grabe. You couldn't ask for anything else- totoo pala na there are some things in this world na hindi mabibili ng pera. Kaibigan. Mga kaibigan ko, simple lang pero malalim ang takbo ng pagkakaibigan, hindi sosyalan. Kung sa iba, tequilla ang inuman, malamang samin, gin na nilagyan ng chocolait para maglasang bailey's. Kung sa iba, out with friends sa movies, kami kuntento sa DVDs na binebenta sa Metro Walk. Simpleng pagkakaibigan pero malaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oha. Bagay ba? Ano, isipin nio nalang napossess ako ng isang emo na espirito na nagiillusyong nanalo sa America's Next Top Model at kinuha ang oprtunidad habang sha'y nasa net shop sa Ali Mall na magupdate at magpasalamat sa mga FANS niyang sumusuporta sa kanya sa kanyang tagumpay. Ayos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all the fans out there, message ng idol niyo para sa inyo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't fly and lift an island like superman...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but there's one thing "supermaman" &amp;amp; I have in common..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Remember what he always say..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm always around" Ü&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Collide playing in the background, everything else begins to fade]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116650549225928250?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116650549225928250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116650549225928250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116650549225928250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116650549225928250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/12/pugak-reloaded.html' title='PUGAK Reloaded'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116462691884718982</id><published>2006-11-27T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T19:28:38.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Love- Household head leaders training</title><content type='html'>John 7:26 "I made known to them your name, and will make it known; that the love with which you loved me may be in them, and I in them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One love. Ang galeng. This sunday I learned one important lesson in being a household head. Sobrang nakarealize lang ako ng isang bagay- sa buong pagiging kong household head sa YFC, kahit isang eses hindi ko pa nagagampanan yung papel ko. Na household head lang ako by title pero by acts, hnde. This sunday I came to know the real job description of being a household head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sabi nga ni kuya paske... uh, daddy-yo, papsi, tay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang kelangan mo lang gawin.&lt;br /&gt;1. love and lead people closer to God&lt;br /&gt;2. love and lead people closer to God&lt;br /&gt;3. love and lead people closer to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became so blinded about having close friends in YFC, became contented in having my fun na hnde ko na napansin na unti-unti na pala kame nawawala. Tapos, pinagiisipan ko kung pano mababago un when the solution is just really so simple. I couldn't really express the overflowing passion to serve in words right now since I'm not exactly one of the good expressers, if you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVANGELIZE. ONE LOVE. It revolves around that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116462691884718982?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116462691884718982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116462691884718982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116462691884718982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116462691884718982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-love-household-head-leaders.html' title='One Love- Household head leaders training'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116462509518932769</id><published>2006-11-27T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T18:58:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7048/2899/1600/88973/38053350548973l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7048/2899/320/850950/38053350548973l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Oh how we love the shadows. Wonder four striking their top model poses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;last retreat at Maryhill, Antipolo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116462509518932769?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116462509518932769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116462509518932769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116462509518932769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116462509518932769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-how-we-love-shadows.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-116075230917227381</id><published>2006-10-13T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T23:11:49.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over a month of no blogging and woah.</title><content type='html'>Mga ka-chikahan... I'm back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasensha na at hnde ko nauupdate sarili kong blog, andami kasing nangyayari sa isang buong buwan at hnde na ko nakakaupdate (kuno.. nyahah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;UP&lt;br /&gt;ADMU&lt;br /&gt;MIRIAM&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UST--- oops, kuha pang forms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;SECOND QUARTERLY EXAMS&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa tagal kong nawala, hnde ko na alam kung san ako magsisimula. From bottom to top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally done with the Second Quarterly Exams and truthfully I have proven my worth of being called a Professional Crammer. Woah, I pride myself in being able to survive the examinations without much preparation than a night of reviews on the phone because my notebook has gone missing and a few minutes of scanning the notebooks of classmates in school. Boy, are my grades going to suffer. Distribution of Report Cards: DEFINITELY SOMETHING I DON'T LOOK FORWARD TO. Cramming: DEFINITELY SOMETHING I HAVE TO PUT ON TOP OF MY NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION LIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Sa mga undergrads ng highschool. Kung pwede lang magpasa ng isang law na nagsasabing pwede kang magdrop ng subject sa High School, unahin nio ang MATH AND PHYSICS. Damn hard subjects. Kung bat naman kasi magkaiba pa ang formula sa Q ng latent heat of fusion sa Q ng temperature change.... uyyyy... hnde nakakarelate. NYAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISCRIMINATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERIORITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL THE... &lt;strong&gt;power&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Power.&lt;/strong&gt; ANG TABA KO NA. Massive na ko so ibig sabihin ba nun mas madami na ang power ko? Bat ba ang mga national players nasa Bantam at Lightweight division, malakas dn ba ang power nila? Massive dn ba sila? Woah, amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointless stuff. Eto nangyayari pag nag-aabsent ka sa blogging for a month. Nasstuck ka sa isang bagay at hnde ka maka-move-on sa dami ng pangyayari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya type lang ako ng type... nababangag. Usual thing na to sakeng nangyayari. Totoo pala ang kasabihang birds that flock together are the same birds. Nahahawa na ko sa mga kahawa-hawang terminologies ni *pinoy... ikaw... ay pinoy...* Oldest sister, Rakkel and interests &gt;.&lt;" (hahah Bogchi) ni Elder sister, Jamie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maririnig mo na sa aking bibig nowadays, na kadalasang kinagagalit saken ni momma dear and poppa dear ay ang mga salitang... THE HELL. PUTEK. SHIT. At ang paulit-ulit na salitang THINGY. Katulad nga ng sabi ni *pinoy... ikaw... ay pinoy* Oldest sister, Rakkel, if you don't know what that thing is called... call it a thingy. Ewan ko lang kung bat pati un kinagagalit ni momma dear. Mas ok naman un kesa magonomatopeia ako ng tra-la-la. Don't touch that (unspecified object)--&gt; Don't touch that tra-la-la. O dba, para kang asa bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING BACK. POINTLESS POINTLESS THINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... I have developed a new family-setting, haha, na nag-erupt from our constant pakikibahay sa bahay ni Jamie, at shempre, ako ay ang bunso. For the first time.. haha. *pinoy... ikaw... ay pinoy*- wala lang, feel ko lang iinsert. Pugad na namen un. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bugtong-bugtong (Riddle sa mga kachikahang sosyalin): Isa na akong massive na tao at pumupugad ako sa bahay na hnde ko bahay... ano tawag saken?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RETREAT... WEDNESDAY NA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hell. Hulaan nio kung saan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Hill, Antipolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unang down-side: Ikumpera mo naman ung lugar sa kung saan normally nagreretreat ang 4th year (Baguio), parang bago mo pa matapos ung isang rosary, nandoon ka na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uulitin ko, the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangalawang down-side: Split ang bus. Parang nagbigay ng isang kalahating fitang biscuit ang klase, nahati tuloy sa dalawa. Haha. May naisip tuloy ako... ngayon lng... ano mangyayari pag may isang girl na nagbigay sa isang fairy ng fita buscuit na hati? wooooh..... wooo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pangatlong down-side: May moomoo. Patay, gumigising pa naman ako ng madaling araw every day. Tindig-balahibo, mehn... baka makaface-to-face pa ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Hanggang dito nalang pala muna-- sobrang inaantok na dn ako..&lt;br /&gt;hehe. kanina pa actually, mejo halata na ata e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And what's the point of this whole entry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIMPLE, dahil ako'y nababanggag at kelangan ko magtype ng random thought. weeh. weeh.&lt;br /&gt;psssssss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANSWER SA BUGTONG-BUGTONG: PUGAD... BIIK. &lt;/strong&gt;Mashadong masakt ang baboy... biik lang para parang Babe in the City.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-116075230917227381?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/116075230917227381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=116075230917227381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116075230917227381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/116075230917227381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/10/over-month-of-no-blogging-and-woah.html' title='Over a month of no blogging and woah.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115778209017686012</id><published>2006-09-09T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T14:08:10.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday sa PDA</title><content type='html'>Hahah. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Voted for RJ Jimenez&lt;/span&gt;. Woooh. Alam niyo ba na YFC yan? Ang cute cute, reminds me of Sir Nico last year. Payat tas mejo geeky ichura but it adds to the charm. nyahahah. Who said bad guys always wins? Nyahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of his song, original composition niya. Yung Tuesday. Mga chong, nakakainlove ung song, ang ganda, swear. Naaalala ko nung metrocon nung kinanta niya to tas asa stage sha tas mei congo line ng mga other wacky... um... dudes sa likod niya na kumakain ng barbecue tas inalok sha habang nagigitara sha. Tas napalingon sha tas ngumiti sha. ANG CUTE. Tamo, nice guys. God-fearing guys. Parang... har har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... sa mga gustong mainlove o magpakaEMO lang. Here's Tuesday. Isipin nio, isang guy/girl (whichever your preference hahah) tas bestfriend mo tas malaman laman mo nalang, inlove na pala kayo and stuff. Hahaha. Sama-sama tayong magimagine. NYAHAHAHAH. LET's GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;TUESDAY- RJ JIMENEZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Every day tayo’y ay magkasama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Magkasama lagi sa iskwela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ang saya kapag recess at lunch break,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tayong dalawa ay parang nag daaaate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh oh oh yeeah..&lt;br /&gt;Ganyan tayo almost everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pero pag Tuesday… Namimiss kita… (break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Owohuwo.. Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ang lungkot ng araw pag dating ng Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Everyday na sana tayong magkasama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pero sana talaga d pwedeng ipilit pag Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hate this day of Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hate this day pag Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hate this day of Tuesday.aha aha aha. (break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Isa pang dahilan kung bat ayaw ko ng Tuesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kasi naman…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coding ako pag Tuesday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coding ako pag Tuesday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Coding ako pag Tuesday….Tuesday.!!!!!!Yehehehi yow!!!Aha! Mamimiss kita pag Tuesday!!!&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/27510477-115778209017686012?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115778209017686012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115778209017686012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115778209017686012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115778209017686012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/tuesday-sa-pda.html' title='Tuesday sa PDA'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115763646694460418</id><published>2006-09-07T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:41:06.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE STRIKES AND OUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 days&lt;/strong&gt; to go before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ACET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARION, nu ba, REVIEW!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115763646694460418?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115763646694460418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115763646694460418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115763646694460418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115763646694460418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/three-strikes-and-out_115763646694460418.html' title='THREE STRIKES AND OUT!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115763498535023100</id><published>2006-09-07T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:23:21.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/1600/One_In_A_Million_by_trinity_77.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/320/One_In_A_Million_by_trinity_77.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Random photograph I got from deviantart.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would much rather have regrets about not doing what people said, than regretting not doing what my heart led me to and wondering what life had been like if I'd just been myself." -- Brittany Renee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why try to fit in when we are all born to stand out? You are your own individual. As Dr. Seuss puts it, 'there is no one alive who is YOUer than YOU'. No matter what happens, we can't be exactly the same as anyone else so why not cut the crap and instead of improving yourself for others, improve yourself for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;This isn't me being a hypocrite. This is me making a mental note. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;“&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://en.thinkexist.com/quotation/there_are_many_who_are_living_far_below_their/14534.html"&gt;There are many who are living far below their possibilities because they are continually handing over their individualities to others. Do you want to be a power I the world? Then be yourself.&lt;/a&gt;” -- Emma Goldman&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/27510477-115763498535023100?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115763498535023100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115763498535023100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115763498535023100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115763498535023100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the Day.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115762820729523015</id><published>2006-09-07T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:27:35.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Batch Unkown. Heh heh heh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k118/reggaeprinsesa123/Big_Mix_Up_by_carrykoto.jpg" width="250" border="4" color="white" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Standing the test of time. Reunited ang mga lola.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setting: dismissal sa canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Characters:&lt;br /&gt;Maryel/Mars- Kilay at dila ni lola/ babaeng bading. "walanjo" girl.&lt;br /&gt;Louise/Papa Lou- Ano to, ngipin ni lola/ babaeng walang pahinga... ang bibig.&lt;br /&gt;Mellerie/Melo..oo..o... (para hindi halata)- Ilong ni lola/ senior na adeek&lt;br /&gt;Marion/Mar- Mata ni lola/ maganda. un lang. Hahahah. Ocge na nga, vain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oha. Own set of Laughtrip. Kaso hnde na to, Saturdays sa Sam's... pangalanan nating... Thursdays ng Pugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scene 1: Buong grupo nakaupo sa malayong mesa, piesta ng mga lola. Ang handa, isang styrofoam ng tuna spaghetti, regular fries na sour cream at isang blue lemonade na may apat na straws. Sayang walang pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[And... Cut.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hayyy... I missed these guys. Memories of 3rd year life. Putek, nakakamiss tumawa mapamalakas man o mahinhin. Mei chempo talaga ang tawa noh? Paminsan hnde mo mapigilan na mabibigat na Hah hah hah tas minsan naman kahet anong gwin mo, walang lumalabas, nangingisay ka lang. The latter one was my case kanina. Ewan ko kung baket. Mei mood?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Good homecoming sa school. She's alive ang drama ko kanina as in, "Marion, buhay ka pa pala". Zombie? Chka "Marion, I prayed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay putek. Hahaha. hnde ko pa pala nakukuwento ung Milo Junior Olympics noh, since nasa usapang zombies naman talaga tayo. 1st time ever ko makapagcompetition sa Milo pero dahil pinilit ako ni popa dear na magpromo nung ako'y blue high pa lang, red ang belt ko nung nakapagcompete ako. So, para sa wala dn ang pagdadasal ko na sana yellow belter nalang makalaban ko. Dahil ako'y mangmang pagdating sa mga competition, hindi ko inakala na ang pagsisign ko ng waivers para sa competition ay isa na palang agreement na ako ay ihahandang prey sa mga malalaki at matatangkad na black, brown and higher level red belters. CULTURE SHOCK. Hnde ko inakala na mei mga taong magaan sa loob ang pakain sa iba ang paa nila. Heh heh heh. Kill. Kill. Lupet! So in other words... TALO AKO at pinaglaruan ako ng kalaban ko. Turning side sa chan, out-in sa ulo... ano pa? Pasalamat sha may sakit ako nung panahong un at sa di maisip na dahilan, mahina ang aking comprehension. Ung tipong kung saka sha lumayo, marirealize ko palang na nasipa na pala ko. hahahah. Pero kidding aside, malakas sha at kahet pa ata nasa tamang pag-iisip ako ay Kill. Kill. parin ang mababasa mo sa ulo ko. I was the PREY. Nyahahah. joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ng mahabang commercial, o so un na nga. Ang saya ng araw ko. Tawa lang ng tawa kasama si Jamie, si Rakkel, si Louise, Mel and Maryel. Good karma ba to sa pagkatalo ko? Sobrang ewan, ang tipsy ko kanina dahil na ata sa pakikinig ng F4 sa makabagong iPod ni Mel at ng mga dance songs sa makabagong iPod paren ni Mel. Isama na dn ung pagkapanalo namen sa Pictionary despite of my deym cryptic drawings.&lt;br /&gt;Shet. Nakakaaddict ung Ignition, London Bridge at Down (makakrelate lng dito ang mga 4th yr hahahah. YEAH! DISCRIMINATION) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115762820729523015?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115762820729523015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115762820729523015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115762820729523015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115762820729523015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/reunion-batch-unkown-heh-heh-heh.html' title='Reunion Batch Unkown. Heh heh heh.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115743159902124524</id><published>2006-09-05T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T12:46:39.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Sick to go to school. :(</title><content type='html'>4 days of absence. Bed rest daw. Nakakabore. Akala ko pa naman, ayos na. Mukhang mahirap pala magcatch up sa school... badtrip. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115743159902124524?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115743159902124524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115743159902124524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115743159902124524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115743159902124524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/too-sick-to-go-to-school.html' title='Too Sick to go to school. :('/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115719621422015866</id><published>2006-09-02T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T19:25:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGH TRIP: Dalawang Komedya PART II.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, there's nothing wrong with your neck. Mukhang naghihilod ka naman araw-araw. Wala ka namang libag. Wala ka namang banil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Masyadong lumpy, ano ka ba! At saka, maikli. Dapat leeg, mahaba para graceful tingnan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; So pangit ang leeg mo, ano ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, 1-0. In favor of pangit ako. Baba naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(katahimikan.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; There's nothing wrong with your chin. I think it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Ano ka? Anong it's fine? Tingnan mo ng maigi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Walang mali sa baba mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;E wala nga akong baba&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Anong tawag mo jan? Paa?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; I mean, may baba ako pero it doesn't serve its purpose... Look, I have a weak chin, walang definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, sige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; 2-0. Next. Lips ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(titignan ni mario lips ni peaches ng mabuti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Manipis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; At saka lopsided. Hindi pwedeng i-pout. (Magpopout) Ang sagwa, di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; 3-0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Ngipin ko. O, eeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; May tinga ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; (Tatanggalin ang tinga) O ulit. Eeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Okay naman. Mapuputi. Kumpleto. Naka-jacket ba yan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Hindi, a. Eeeeeeeeeeee. Tingnan mong mabuti. Eeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; I don't see anything wrong with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Ano ka ba? May underbite ako. O. (kakagaat) O. (kakagat ulit). O. Kaya affected ang profile ko. 4-0 na. &lt;strong&gt;Ilong ko? Tingnan mo'ng ilong ko. Tingnan mo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Kumpleto naman ang butas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; o, side view (sa-side view sa kausap)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Ay, pango ka. (shet. I can imagine this. hahahah. it cracks me up)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Sobra ka naman, pango. Wla lang akong bridge.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Di ba yun na rin yun?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Iba naman ung pango. Pango- kapag sinabi mong pango, parang nakadapa `yung ilong mo. Parang "Wow, Thank you! Nagkailong ka pa." (NYAHAHAHHAHAH. Shettt....)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; O, siya, sige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; 5-0. Next, my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(katahimikan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; Hindi ka nman duling. Hindi ka naman banlag. (aahah. benta comments nia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Hnde mo nakikita ung flaw kasi masyado kang malapit. Lumayo ka nang kaunti. Ayan, o. Tell me, what's pangit with my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; (tinitingnan ng mabuti ang mata ng kausap) Sirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Peaches:&lt;/span&gt; Walang depth. Kulang pati expression. Masyadong giveaway. Mas maganda kung deep-set para pumungay nang kauni, di ba? Ano nang score?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Mario:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;6-0 na. In favor of pangit ka.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115719621422015866?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115719621422015866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115719621422015866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115719621422015866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115719621422015866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/laugh-trip-dalawang-komedya-part-ii.html' title='LAUGH TRIP: Dalawang Komedya PART II.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115719472491288367</id><published>2006-09-02T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:58:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAUGH TRIP: Dalawang Komedya PART I.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Epilogue: Onga pala, kanina nagtaekwondo na si Iggy at swear, super nakakatakot ung mga tao dun. Parang sanay na sanay na sa patayan. E, etong kapatid ko nga kanina halos makipagwrestling na sa kalaban nia. Nabadtrip siguro dhel nasipa nang nasipa sa ulo. Pero nevertheless, PROUD AKO KAY LITTLE BRO. Kahet na talo sa 1st match plng, panalo paden. Ang baet ni lil bro! kapag natutumba ung kalaban, tinutulungan preng tumayo. Awww. Well, Mana sa ate. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aun nga since manalo-matalo, celebrate pden according to psychology to boost a child's esteem at hnde sha mag-wallow sa failure nia, tinreat kame ng dad ko sa paboritong kainan ni Iggy kahet saan daw na gusto nia. E dahel narealize ng kapatid ko na once-in-a-blue-moon manlibre si papa ng ganto at napakamature na, McDo ang pinili. NAMAN. hahaha. Pero ayos lang, nagenjoy pden nman ako sa french-fry-topped burger ko na pinaliguan sa ketchup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos, after nun, nagpunta kame sa Natio to buy some books. Kelangan kasi ni Mau ng isang book na written by a filipino author pero english ung ginamit as a medium for writing so being a good ate (ahhaha), tumulong ako. And I came across this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LAUGH TRIP: Dalawang komedya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;by Chris Martinez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is actually a monologue of two comedies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;Welcome to Intel Star&lt;/strong&gt;- monologue on call centers in the Philippines. Reminds me of the Hindus pretending to be call center people in America and other countries even when they're in India. Wow, look at how hard people try just to have a taste of how it is like to be an American. &lt;em&gt;Izzinit (call center lingo for Isn't it)&lt;/em&gt; amazing? Friends, note the sarcasm. If people could actually put all that effort in contributing to the prosperity of our country then it the effort would be of something productive and would be of use. I mean, come on. We can't rise from being a third world country if we stay in the shadow of our colonizers. If we do that, like what Rizal said, the lives sacrificed by our heroes to fight for our freedom would be for nothing because we are still living as slaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Sa Sabado sa Sam's&lt;/strong&gt; - this monologue, on the other hand, is basically about four friends who had their own... uh, how can I put this?... difficulties and extremeties. There. Basically, that's how it was but despite these extremeties, they still managed to become friends. It's all about acceptance after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;- there was this one part of this monologue which was as funny as hell. hahah. Well, for me because as you might now, I'm pretty shallow when it comes to these things. And it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; witty. Maybe I should try saying this to my vain kid sister some time. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Excerpt: Sa Sabado sa Sam's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaches- Babae, 25 years old, assistant editor sa isang post house sa Makati, very conscious sa kanyang itsura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mario- Lalaki, 25 years old, in between jobs, laging nagwiweed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After this whole argument kung pangit, maganda, o mala-mala lang ang ichura ni Peaches na sha mismo ang nagbring up at pinagpipilitang ipoint-out ang mga panget sa features nia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/27510477-115719472491288367?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115719472491288367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115719472491288367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115719472491288367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115719472491288367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/laugh-trip-dalawang-komedya-part-i.html' title='LAUGH TRIP: Dalawang Komedya PART I.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115706782711853948</id><published>2006-09-01T07:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:43:47.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONG SPOTLIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAMPIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people love shoes of certain kinds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people love afternoons or the way the moon shines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they have their own reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To feel the way they do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's why I ask myself, what is it with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is there something wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With the way I speak?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't even see me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I pass you on the street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll close my eyes and let it be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I just can't see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why you love to hate me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people love weekends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beacause they can fool around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people love thunderstorms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because of how the drops of rain fall down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they have their own reasons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever they may be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's why I think it's kind of funny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you don't have one for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it sucks to face the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I ain't got no reasons too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whenever asked the simple question&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why I feel the way I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know it's stupid on my part to say that I love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though I know you hate me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you don't know why you do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115706782711853948?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115706782711853948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115706782711853948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115706782711853948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115706782711853948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/song-spotlight.html' title='SONG SPOTLIGHT'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115706675638725668</id><published>2006-09-01T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T07:25:56.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEY! This is the Caribbean Reggae Princess V. 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE!! humahataw. hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you, I get easily bored with layouts so don't be surprised if ever the version reaches up to 14 or so. Heheh. But don't worry, the enthusiasm would still be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MILO JUNIOR COMPETITION&lt;/strong&gt;- September 2 (Sunday), 8 am. Rizal Memorial... uh... thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(I learned this from rakkel, call a thing a thingy if you don't know what it is. Patweetums effect siguro kasi pwede namang thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shet! I hate to be a pessimist pero... WALA NA AKONG PAG-ASA. Kanina pa nga lang na nagttrain kame sa PCH for Sunday e biglaan nalang bumagsak ung feeling na un. DEYM (hahah. expression yan sa mga hnde nakakaalam. Kwento ni Driza na napanood daw nia sa link TV. hahahah. Unveiling another identity a.)! Aun nga. Mukhang hnde nalang ako nakasipa. Naiinis ako. Kung marinig niyo lang ung "strategies" ni Coach Ato, mapapa-"Why am I here again?" ka nalang kahet na hnde ka fluent magEnglish. Oha. Ewan ko nga ba kung bakit pumasok sa utak kong sumali sa ganitong competition e. Par ko na ring pinaplano ang sariling ko suicide. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, though, since darating at darating din ang panahong un na kelangan ko nang makipagcompete sa mga nakakatakona malalaki na malalakas na matuturing na ring kilabot ng tuhod at chan (yihee mars... hahah), ang tanging mahihilang ko nalang sa inyo, guys, ay ang inyong dasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ipagdasal nio naman ako na magkaroon ako ng sapat na lakas para makatagal ako ng 2 minutong hnde nabubugbog at mapatunayan na hnde ako sumali para lang ipahiya sarili ko kung di ay sumali ako para sa isang rason- ang magbigay dangal sa aking paaralan. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ngeh, joke. hahah. Nambola. Nagbabakasakaling makita ng mga guro, baka malagay sa pauliworld. Hahha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ipagdasal nio din ang aking mga makakalaban, na sa araw na iyon ay mapagisip-isip nilang hnde ako "worthy" para iambush nila. Pagdasal nio na maliwanagan sana ang kanilang isipan na ako'y isang first-timer sa ganitong competition at although nagpapanggap na rough on the outside, nanginginig naman to the max in the inside at DAPAT IDAGDAG, ay dapat kaawaan. Ayon nga sa sampung utos, "Thou shall not kill". Gusto ko pa naman makagraduate sa highschool na nakakalakad pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At panghuli, kahet silver lang, ayos na. Hahahahah. Joke to. Anti-karma-lipat-sa-iba. Har har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115706675638725668?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115706675638725668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115706675638725668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115706675638725668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115706675638725668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/09/yey-this-is-caribbean-reggae-princess.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115651154088489053</id><published>2006-08-25T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T21:12:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days and McDo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have the power!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Ang saya kaninang dismissal. Two hours ko inantay ang bus at sa loob ng two hours na un, wala kameng ginawa ni Driza kundi magpanggap sikat na singer. Hahahah. Halos lahat ng kanta na atang pumsok sa isip namen, nakanta na namen. Dumaan na sa Disney songs, OPMs (in line with the recently celebrated linggo ng wika), Spice Girls hits, Christina Aguilera hits, Britney hits, JLo hits, at kahet ano pa na pedeng sayawin.  Onga pala, kasama din ung Backstreet boys at A1 sa aming imbentong songhits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to feel like a kid again. Well, if you'd think about it... 7 months nalang ang nalalabi ko sa St. Paul Pasig. Hnde ko ang nagcocountdown dhel meron ang napakalaking emotional attatchement sa St. Paul. Eww. Ayoko na magpakaEMO noh. I have a side na sobrang kating-kati na makatungtong ng college at mei isang side naman na ayaw pa. For one thing, mamamimiss ko lahat. Busmates, Friends, Classmates- and I'll stop there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was like a blast from the past. Ansarap irecall ang buhay bata. Hahah. Hnde ko inaakala na naalala pa pala ng katawan ko ang pagsayaw ng Stop Right Now at ng Boots Scootin Baby... 5678. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namiss ko na dn si Driza. First bonding ata toh in a long time. Sobrang ansarap ulit magpakatimang khet na andami nang tumitingin at kumanta at the top of our lungs... still maintaining to be in the right key. Ashoo. aus a. Feeling alam kung ano ung mga keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... Kaya ata umulan ng todo kanina.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish it off, kumain kame sa McDo kanina nang basang basa. Woooooh!!!! RAINY DAYS ARE AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115651154088489053?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115651154088489053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115651154088489053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115651154088489053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115651154088489053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/rainy-days-and-mcdo.html' title='Rainy Days and McDo.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115624929599228426</id><published>2006-08-22T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T20:21:36.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 22.</title><content type='html'>Congratulations &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENIORS&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sa paghakot ng 1st place sa lahat ng games kanina sa laro ng lahi... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, except for dun sa teachers. har har&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st place dn kame sa SONGFEST! wooohoo.&lt;/u&gt; Seniors rule. At least Senior song ung kakantahin namen sa grad dba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Grads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 months nalang until we graduate from St. Paul. Hnde ako Paulinian all throughout pero sobrang andami ko talagang mamimiss. Nakakalungkot parang hnde pa ko prepared na makipaghiwahiwalay sa mga friends ko ngaun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina nga, itong c Macy napaaga pa ang alis. Langya talaga tong babaeng to. Hnde man lamang sken sinabi na last day na pla nia ngaun sa school at ngaun ko lang nalaman na aalis na sha. Shet kanina nung pinuntahan nmen ni louise... awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww........... NUMBER ONE FAN, I'll miss you super. Akala ko ba magkikita-kita tayo sa Ateneo? Wala na ung original fan ko!!! Wala na rn akong kaagaw kay JC Intal &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, except for Alex.&lt;/span&gt; Pa-indoindonesia ka pa! Dito ka nalang. :( Hnde na tayo makakanood ng UAAP together. :(Wala na rin akong stalker. Pero baliw ka tlga Macy, hnde mo man lamang sken sinabi na aalis ka na. Tssssssssk ka forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115624929599228426?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115624929599228426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115624929599228426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115624929599228426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115624929599228426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/august-22.html' title='August 22.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115608665791728807</id><published>2006-08-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T23:10:57.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad trip. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. I don't understand...::: YFC pipol sa transfi and some oldies... epal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kala ko ba tapos na? tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko na. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow mei taekwondo nanaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo Olympics Juniors sa Sept. 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115608665791728807?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115608665791728807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115608665791728807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115608665791728807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115608665791728807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/bad-trip.html' title='Bad trip. :('/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115520202090896974</id><published>2006-08-10T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T17:27:00.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nagpupulot ng text messages.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei tanong ako: Are friends that blog together the same friends? Napakaweird, parang lahat ng bloggers umiikot lang sa isang mundo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DISCLAIMER: friends, textmessages na natanggap ko- hehehe. oops, baka makasuhan pa. joke lang. Napulot ko dito: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Textmates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. =) Hayy... buhay nga naman ng walang cellphone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;382. Ang gabi ay itim, sa labas ay madilim. Tumingin ka man, cguradong madilim. Buksan mo man ang yong mga mata, kulay itim. Nangangahulugan, ang madilim ay itim. HUh? &lt;/strong&gt;(hahaha. I like it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;393. Huwag kang malulungkot o magdaramdam kapag ika'y nag-iisa. Sapagkat sa mata ng duling, lahat tayo ay dalawa. Hangga't may duling, hindi ka nag-iisa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;395. Kung ang kaibigan ng nanay mo ay pinsan ng kapatid ng kapitbahay ng tiyahin ng pinsan mo sa side ng tatay ng tiyahin na kapatid ng tatay mo, ano naman ang pakialam mo? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;504. Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;505. Love is not a matter of finding the right person but creating the right relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;506. To be in love is to be living in a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;507. You eased the pain when I faked the wound. You calmed me down when I faked the mood. You are instantly there when I faked the call. But why didn't you catch me? I did not fake the fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;522. Minsan, sa buhay natin, hindi maiiwasang mabasa ng ulan, maranasan ang bagyo. Pero sa mga pagkakataong ito, tandaan mo kaibigan, payong ang dalhin mo, huwag kapote. Ano ka, Grade 1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;527. IQ Test: A farmer has 12 cows and 5 pigs. One day, he went to the market with 2 cows and 3 pigs not knowing that 6 cows followed him on the way. The question is, will he... Revillame?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;528. Sa panaginip ko, naglalaro tayo sa tabing dagat, bigla ka na lang tinangay ng malaking alon! Umiyak ako at sumigaw! "Loko kang alon ka ah! Ano bang akala mo sa kaibigan ko? Tae?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;530. Ito ang chain message na siguradong ipapasa mo: "Magkakaringworm sa pwet ang huling makakareceive nito." Sori na lang sa mga walang load!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;541. Three people you will meet in life: First is the one you love most, second is the one who loves you most and the third is the one you spend the rest of your life with. Sadly, in real life, these three people are usually not the same person. The one you love most doesn't love you. The one who loves you the most is never the one you love the most, and the one you spend your life with, is neither the one you love nor the one who loves you the most. He/she is just the person who happens to be a the right place at the right time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;542. There will come a time in your life when you will fall in love with a single soul. For this person, you would do anything and not think twice about it, but when asked why, you have no answer. You will try your whole life to understand how a single person can affect you, but you'll never find out. And no matter how badly you hate it or how badly it hurts, you will love this person without regret, for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;553. I showed a picture of myself to you and said, "Tingnan mo oh, tayong dalawa." But you said, "Asan ako?" Then, I pointed at my chest and smiled, "Nandito ka sa puso ko."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;556. Real beauty&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is not based on physical features but in the heart. Yan ang motto ng mga pangit! Ito ang sa atin... With&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;good looks comes great responsibility! Good morning!&lt;/strong&gt; (sinabi ko na nga ba e. nyahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;564. Hindi ko na kayang mabigo sa love. Kaya kumuha ako ng taling matibay, itinali ko sa puno. Sabi ng mga kapitbahay, "Huwag, mahal ka namin!" Sabi ko, "Eh ano naman? Magsasampay lang ako, nakikialam kayo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;568. Tumabi ako sa iyo at huminga ng malalim. Tinanong mo ako, "Bakit?" Ngumiti ako. Nagtanong ka ulit, "Bakit nga?" Sumagot ako, "Bakit ba? Masama bang huminga?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;575. Ang ulan, handa ka man o hindi, bumubuhos. Pero sa tuwing papatak ito, may isang taong handang mabasa kasama mo. Sya yung taong wala ring payong! Of course!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;579. Ice cream ba talaga yung inendorse in Pacquiao sa TV ad nya na Nestle Ice Cream? Akala ko kasi, softdrinks. Kasi, sabi nya, "Oh mga bata, Mirinda na!" Lufet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115520202090896974?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115520202090896974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115520202090896974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115520202090896974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115520202090896974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/nagpupulot-ng-text-messages.html' title='Nagpupulot ng text messages.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115503642059532273</id><published>2006-08-08T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T19:31:06.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Overly dramatic text</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*You've been warned. Hit the back button if allergic to mushiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams bukas dapat hindi ako nagbblog. Hahaha. Last na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Argh. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tama ang love number&lt;/span&gt;. I do sway easily when it comes to the hinayupak thing called love or infatuation or whatever it is people might call it. Hindi ko na to maget. Hayyy. Wala, nagbago sha. Dati sabi ko kay kuya, natutuwa ako kay somebody dahel hnde sha katulad ng ibang guys na nakikikilala lang for the sake of may makilala. Akala ko pa naman eto na ang highest peak ng aking love story tas malaman-laman ko nalang ngayon na pareho lang pla. Ampanget. Tsk. &lt;u&gt;Ansarap niang sapakin tas hilain ung buhok ilong&lt;/u&gt; (eww). Nakakadisappoint talaga ang lolo mo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko rin maget. Bipolar ba? Paminsan aus sha minsan lumalabas ung attitude na kainis-inis hnde dhel annoying or something pero annoying in another way. Gets? MALABO. Pucheeng somebody yan. Gusto ko tuloy dambahan tapos kurutin ang ilong kasi hindi ko magets kung seryoso to o ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayy. Either way, college is the way so itatapon ko nalang to sa bintana. Sabagay, if you'd really look at it closely, it's better for girls in college to be part of the tribo ng mga NBSB. Heeheee. Parang Vince's Life ang drama ng buhay mo, dba? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hayup. I think I've fallen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115503642059532273?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115503642059532273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115503642059532273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115503642059532273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115503642059532273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/warning-overly-dramatic-text.html' title='Warning: Overly dramatic text'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115496076799351528</id><published>2006-08-07T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T18:00:52.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Bestfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halina't makisabayan mainlove. Hayyyy. ;;) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry, Ikaapat na post ko na ata to sa araw na to kahit na dapat ay nagrereview ako para sa exams sa wednesday, nagnonotes ng notes ni papa Pecto sa elective, ay nandito parin ako at nagbblog. Wala lang. Nang-aasar. Sinasatisfy lang pala ang craving for teary-eyed love stories. Well, ganun talaga pag wala kang lovelife dumedependa nalang sa buhay ng iba. :D Singles... UNITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nabasa nio na ba ang kakaibang story ni Jazz and Peach? Khet na isa shang kontrobersyal na storya sa iba, hnde parin maikakaila na nakakaantig din sha ng puso. Eto na ang susunod na makakapagpaiyak sa ating loveless. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Below is the winning piece in the latest UP Creative Writing Contest:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"My Bestfriend"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yown. Sa wakas, nahanap ko dn. he he he. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 4 months since i saw him and talagang namimiss ko na siya… pero what can i do? it seems that i have loved the wrong person…. but still the pain keeps on hurting me and kung walang magbibigay ng gamot para dito sa nararamdaman ko…. baka mamatay na ako….&lt;br /&gt;to give you a background about my life, everthing seems to be fine except dun sa time na dumating na sa buhay ko yung hinayupak na lalake na yon…. hehehehe…. kung curious kayo about dun sa guy… bestfriend ko po yon kaso lang iba na ang nangyari as time passes by…..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;lj-cut text="Read more..."&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classmate ko sya nung highschool. pards pa nga ang tawagan namen…. o db ang sweet? di na ako iba sa kanya and ganon na ren sya sa aken…. kung di nga lang ako naging babae baka naiuwi na ako nun sa bahay nila and baka lahat ng gawaing pang brusko eh i! pagawa na nun sa ken eh….. pero cyempre mukha pa ren naman akong babae noh!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;itempage&gt;{&lt;a href="http://causing-havoc.livejournal.com/478.html#cutid1"&gt;Click to continue reading... &lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/itempage&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;... I still love you……&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/LJ-CUT&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115496076799351528?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115496076799351528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115496076799351528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115496076799351528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115496076799351528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-bestfriend.html' title='My Bestfriend'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115495411946827894</id><published>2006-08-07T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:35:19.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIENDS, mei alam ba kayo na cute na mga story like ung college love story na pinabasa ni POCH. Mga tipong Vince's Life. AAAAAAAh. Mars, gusto ko ulet magbasa ng ganun.  I-comment nio nalang. :D Salamat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115495411946827894?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115495411946827894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115495411946827894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115495411946827894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115495411946827894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/friends-mei-alam-ba-kayo-na-cute-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115495165637369010</id><published>2006-08-07T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:54:16.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Piece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-gawa ni Apo. Pinupublish ko lang. So proud of you, apo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A genuine friendship is what I really liked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No doubt why people are lonely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s because they build walls, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Instead of Bridges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then I met my grandma, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her love completes my existence&lt;br /&gt;Together with you, I laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seek for the reason why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I even dance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I laugh again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the most thing that you have never known, It makes me live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It completes me more and furnishes me strength to believe in myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like a gust of wind, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a friendship has shaken me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank God for everything,  Including you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For thin or fat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rich or poor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Small or tall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;White or black hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what, I’ll be your crying shoulder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And be the friend that will always be there for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Through embarrassing and funny moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you cry,I will cry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; When you laugh, I will laughp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But &lt;em&gt;when you jump off the window, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will laugh again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115495165637369010?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115495165637369010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115495165637369010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115495165637369010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115495165637369010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/last-piece-gawa-ni-apo.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115494815095454083</id><published>2006-08-07T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:55:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling kolehiyala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Imagine.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mapunong University of the Philippines, suot-suot mo ung bago mong white na shirt tapos simpleng jeans lumabas ka ng sarili mong kotse na mei sticker ng University of the Philippines na nakadikit sa window sa likod (o kung ano man tawag dun). Paglabas mo, masaya kang binati ng masimoy na hangin. Scholar ng bayan ang tawag sayo&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Wish ko lang*. Hinahang-over parin ako. Haha. Kasi naman sila Mars, Mel, at Lou kanina sa elective nakapagreminsce ng moment. Grabe. Hindi ko pa pala nakukwento yung tungkol sa pagtetest ko sa UP. Harhar. Ang saya pumasok sa school ng madaling araw, promise. Sobrang naasar kasi ako dun sa simulation namen nung Friday. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Out of 200, score ko: 119... out of... 200.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; Tapos malaman-laman ko na ni isang item, walang lalabas sa UPCAT. Pero hindi ko rin sinasabi na madali. Kasi leche-flan yung Math puro geom ang puchee. Nakakaiyak. 20 ung binlanko ko dhel sa pressure ng right minus wrong. Magkanegative pa dba, sana man lang isang counting number score ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ung sa language pa.. ung iaarrange mo ung paragraphs. Kasi ganito un... mei item na iaarrange mo ung words to form a sensible sentence. Tapos gan2 sha. Hnde to parehong-pareho a. Pero halos ganito na dn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- last&lt;br /&gt;2- doctor&lt;br /&gt;3- not&lt;br /&gt;4- a&lt;br /&gt;5- time&lt;br /&gt;6- saw&lt;br /&gt;7- was&lt;br /&gt;8- the&lt;br /&gt;9- known&lt;br /&gt;10- I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so prang mei choices echos. Tapos. Ilang minuto ko yan pinagisipan ang sagot lang pala... &lt;em&gt;The last time I saw the doctor was not known&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;HAYUP! &lt;u&gt;Hinayupak&lt;/u&gt; talaga. Ewan ko lang a pero dhel after na to ng Math, sabaw na sabaw na siguro ung utak ko. Sinabayan pa ng maeere kong mga katabi na sabi daw nila kayang-kaya pala daw ang UPCAT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kasi naman, anlaking bagay pag talagang pumasa ka sa UP. Alam kong gusto ko talaga pumasok sa ADMU pero kung ikukumpera mo ung &lt;strong&gt;200,000&lt;/strong&gt; na tuition annual ng ADMU sa &lt;strong&gt;25,000&lt;/strong&gt; annual ng UP, san pa dba? Feeling ko nga pati mom ko hnde na ata umaasa na papasa ako sa UP kasi sabi if ever pumasa daw ako, mei kotse ang lola nio. Har har. Umasenso pala. Wala ngang cellphone, kotse pa kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70, 000 students from various schools took the examinations. Milagro na siguro kung pumasa pa ko dito pero, friends, please... pagdasal nio naman ako o. Alam kong 1 out of about... 45,ooo or more ung probability na papasa ako &lt;strike&gt;kotse dn to&lt;/strike&gt; pero... har har, gusto ko talaga.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, sorry, mahaba na. Eto pala, mei commitment na ko sa sarili ko towards being 100% pure na motto ng YFC. Great things start from small beginnings diba? I promise na from now on, hnde na ko magmumura. *Tanging yaman* hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last words (seryoso na to): PUG. PUGAK. PUG PUG PUGAK. PUG. PUGAK. PUG. PUG PUG PUGAK. Ang saya ng elective ko kanina dhel sa inyo, guys. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115494815095454083?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115494815095454083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115494815095454083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115494815095454083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115494815095454083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/feeling-kolehiyala.html' title='Feeling kolehiyala'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115487102607500114</id><published>2006-08-06T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:58:46.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things with * are codenames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there is one thing I hate, it's being compared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakadown nga lang kasi ung dalawa sa mga taong iniisip mo na isa sa mga hnde magkukumpera sa yo, sila pa ung mismong gumagawa nun. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang kasi, kahet papano nakakahurt sha khet na hnde halata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naman noh, kahet na nang-aasar ako, makiramdam ka naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya na sana knina e. Fun ung misa ng bayan ni Bishop Nes. Oo, haha, ngaun alam ko na ung pangalan nia. Tapos haha, kumpleto pero shempre, exempted na c kicks* sa mga un pro gets halos lahat sila andun. Hahahaha. Pati si Daniel* at ung kuya niang ubod ng tangkad*, andun pa c kuya*. hahah. bumabawi pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH.. hay nako. Sa totoo lang, &lt;em&gt;hnde ko talaga masabi kung gaano ako kanadown kanina sa mga iniimply nia&lt;/em&gt;. Never good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hay, marion, hnde ka na natuto. &lt;/em&gt;Haha. obvious ba na ayokong magdrama?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115487102607500114?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115487102607500114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115487102607500114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115487102607500114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115487102607500114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-with-are-codenames-if-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115485130514812401</id><published>2006-08-06T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T16:01:45.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"In this crazy world and all it's fuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;who's to tell if it's love or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; just a simple crush" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've FALLEN for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is this i'm feeling, I just can't explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you're near, I'm just not the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to hide it, try not to show it. It's crazy. How could it could'nt be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, my heart gave in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm fallen in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally know how it feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you said hello, I look in your eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly, I felt good inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this really happening? Or am I just dreaming? I guess, it's true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, my heart gave in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm fallen in love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally know how it feels &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter where I am, thoughts of you still linger in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what time of dayI've really, really fallen for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've fallen for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, my heart gave in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm fallen in loveI finally know how it feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115485130514812401?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115485130514812401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115485130514812401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115485130514812401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115485130514812401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-this-crazy-world-and-all-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115476032243613559</id><published>2006-08-05T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:33:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPCAT's DONE. FOUR MORE TO GO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;Entrance examinations:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ADMU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;UST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CSB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Miriam College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hayy... Makakahinga na ulit ako. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eto yun sa mga swerteng third batch at fourth batch na tomorrow pa magtetest, a good tip would be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;REVIEW YOUR 2nd year BIO pti na dn ung 1st year GEN SCI. Tapos pag feeling nio nasstress na kau, tanggalin nio thumb nio- joke, hnde nman. Ipinch nio lang. It helps to release oxygen throughout your body. Oha, ako nagisip nian. Joke, kasuhan pa pla. Napulot ko yan kay Ms. Mondigo. Tapos habang nageexam, kumain ng bubble gum o kaya naman potato chips para kahit na hnde mo masagutan, may kadamay ka. Sabi nga ni Jamie, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Birds that stay together are friends.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;(haha. Andaming version pala)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nakakainis nga lang dahil lahat ng inaral ko hindi lumabas, mostly mga hindi ko pa naaral. UP Exams were so time pressured, I almost didn't finish the Math Part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Pero anyway... hay... at least nakakahinga na ko.&lt;br /&gt;Kelangan ko na lang ngayon isang napakalaking Miracle na tumama ang mga chamba chamba kong mga sagot o kaya naman tama lang na nileave blank ko and stuff like that. Hay. I love God. When you need someone to cry on, sa kanya lang talaga, swear. No one can understand you like he does. You don't even have to utter a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115476032243613559?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115476032243613559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115476032243613559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115476032243613559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115476032243613559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/08/upcats-done-four-more-to-go.html' title='UPCAT&apos;s DONE. FOUR MORE TO GO.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115414940846834581</id><published>2006-07-29T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T15:34:53.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Number 5.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You go from one emotion to another so fast&lt;br /&gt;and so often, it's hard to keep track! but you're&lt;br /&gt;intelligent. You are also bold and daring, and you&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the finer things in life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;{Your love match: A man who can accept that he&lt;br /&gt;may not be your no.1 priority}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is quite depressing. Hahah. But sometimes those things that hurt you are those things which are real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Grabe. Eto dn, mas nakakaasar. Hnde ako nakapunta sa kumpil nila kuya Jo. awww. Kasi naman si popadear, ayaw ako payagan kagabi ksi gusto nia ako magattend ng Taekwondo. In all fairness, masaya na ko sa taekwondo ngayon. NATIONALS NA SA SATURDAY... support! Har har. Kicks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115414940846834581?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115414940846834581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115414940846834581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115414940846834581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115414940846834581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/love-number-5.html' title='Love Number 5.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115354328805511837</id><published>2006-07-22T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T13:07:08.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I would go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="310"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/712GgchDKPI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/712GgchDKPI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love unfalling....&lt;br /&gt;overtaking my heart...&lt;br /&gt;you take me in...&lt;br /&gt;finding peace again...&lt;br /&gt;fear is lost in all you are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I would give the word&lt;br /&gt;to tell your story....&lt;br /&gt;'cause I know that you've called me...&lt;br /&gt;I know that you've called me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost myself for God&lt;br /&gt;within your promise...&lt;br /&gt;and I wont hide it....I wont hide it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus,I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;and I would go...&lt;br /&gt;to the ends of the earth&lt;br /&gt;to the of the earth&lt;br /&gt;for you....alone are the son of God...&lt;br /&gt;and all the world will see&lt;br /&gt;that you are God...&lt;br /&gt;that you are God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115354328805511837?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115354328805511837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115354328805511837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115354328805511837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115354328805511837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-would-go.html' title='I would go.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115305424296487678</id><published>2006-07-16T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T20:55:03.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sectoral Assembly: reflection about Worship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Bago ang lahat (si kuya joeld lang ang luma- woeh, nanguha ng linya), magsosorry nga pala ako sa mga nagbabasa ng mga entries ko na hnde makarelate dhel puro YFC issues ung nakalagay. Heheheh. Sorry na. sorry na. Papangunahan ko na, isa nanamang hirit to. XD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seryosohang usapan muna. Realizations: Sector Assembly (pictures coming soon........)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;span style="color:brown;"&gt;So blessed, I can't contain it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed. I consider myself blessed because I was one of those who had the privelege to get to understand and give importance to my relationship with God through other people. I consider myself blessed because just a few hours ago, I became a witness to how God worked miracles in other people's lives. I became a witness to how majestic God truly is. I realized that even with my lousy lovelife, I am still blessed. Blessed to have wonderful friends who supports me and accepts me for who I am, blessed to have passing grades in my academics, blessed because I have a wonderful family behind me and my relationship with them is okay, blessed to have something to spend for my needs, blessed because I'm still studying, blessed because I can see, hear, speak, touch, smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naaalala ko tuloy ang kwento ni kuya Pask noong nagtongue's workshop kame noong 3rd Youth Camp. Isang deaf mute, nagppreach at nagwoworship kay God. Sha na kulang ng dalawa sa kanyang five basic senses, nagagawang magfull worship, nasasabi na blessed parin sha despite her condition, nagpapasalamat sa Diyos sa kung ano man ang meron sha. Bakit tayo, hnde man lamang natin magawa? Hnde man lang tayo nakakapagallot ng kahit na 5 minutes para lang magpasalamat dahil kahit na anu man ang condition natin, we are still blessed because we are still living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:brown;"&gt;&lt;dir&gt;&lt;b&gt;So much you gotta give it away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagos. Sana narinig din to ni &lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;LAGI NALANG BANG IKAW&lt;/span&gt;. We are blessed to be witnesses of God, yes but the love of God is overflowing. Hnde sapat na tayo lang ang manourish. This is what you call, true service. You could only serve God through serving his people and serving his people shouldn't just stop at one thing. True service is when you also let others experience God. This is the true essence of being a YFC. To introduce God to those people who don't know him. Sobrang nakakaflatter lang because we are called to be disciples of Christ. Through YFC, hnde lang tayo ang naggrow, tinutulungan pa natin ang iba maggrow. Hnde ba mas maganda? Sabi nga sa YFC. In 7 years' time, the world would bow down to Christ. Tagos. Kung tatanungin mo ko, this is how we could truly achieve peace in our selves and in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:brown;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;dir&gt;Your love, has taught me to live now&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend#1: Dba alam natin na hnde selfish na God si God? E bakit nia sinabi na dapat sha lang daw ang dapat nating mahalin?&lt;br /&gt;Friend#2: Dahil kung minahal mo ang Diyos, lahat sayo, tama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa ang mali mo kung susundan mo lang sha? He is perfect with him alongside us, we could also achieve near perfection. Nakakakilabot noh kung ano ang nagagawa ng faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:brown;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;dir&gt;You are, more than enough for me. Ü&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dir&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115305424296487678?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115305424296487678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115305424296487678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115305424296487678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115305424296487678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/sectoral-assembly-reflection-about.html' title='Sectoral Assembly: reflection about Worship.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115279284336772800</id><published>2006-07-13T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T21:37:14.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lesson learned: Don't be something you're not in order to please other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For quite a time there, I seemed to have forgotten myself perhaps because of being blinded by the awful effin GEE. In the end though, turning myself into someone I'm not didn't pay off. It's actually quite not good on my part and on the part of the $%@^%&amp;^@#^&amp;amp;!*^#$!^@&amp;#*$@^&amp;amp;%#^!$#^&amp;$ Gee as well. I even think that all the time, we were both playing roles. Tama si pareng eizel, mas ideal nga talaga ang guy na sups. XD At least the sincerity is there. Pero don't get me wrong, the thing is that I was actually very sincere about everything tas biglang ganun. Gets? It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay.. mei ugali kasi sha na hnde ko masasabi dito dahil baka blogger dn pala sha at mabasa nya toh. Aba mabibisto ang lola mo at lalaki ang ulo ng lolo mo. Palalalain pa ata. Pakshet na tao yan. Haha. Awat na nga. Eto nanaman si lola- in and out of love ang drama. Kaya nga naman, natutunan ko rin na it is best to be sure 100% on your feelings before you believe in something. EWWW! Emo. Har har. Lagi naman akong nagaganito. Parang kay PG1 dba? Mei bagay na ikatutuwa mo tas sasabihin ng lahat na un na nga un tas all of a sudden, wala talga. Hinayupak na mga lahat yan. Hahahah. Isa sa dahilan ng pagpapaasa. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napapaisip tuloy ako ngayon. Take note ngayon palang a. E mejo lang naman matagal tagal na dn 2. Har har har. Last last year *EDIT* pa ata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:pink;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Another lesson learned: Bitterness doesn't help anyone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Humanap ka ng panget, ibigin mo ng tunay&lt;/i&gt;- hahahaha. eto na pala nalang yung ginawang motto. Joke lang. Foul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad marion. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: year pala hnde month. wrong info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115279284336772800?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115279284336772800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115279284336772800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115279284336772800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115279284336772800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/unhappy.html' title='Unhappy'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115261614097545864</id><published>2006-07-11T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:10:09.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another UAAP season</title><content type='html'>Talo kame sa English :( . *We're craving for vocabulary to explore some more*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Halikinu Kinikina&lt;br /&gt;Halikinu Kinikina&lt;br /&gt;Yea bo yea bo Ateneo rah!&lt;br /&gt;Halikinu hu&lt;br /&gt;Halikinu rah&lt;br /&gt;Halikinu kinikina&lt;br /&gt;Rah rah rah! " &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagsimula na ang UAAP last saturday and Ateneo won. YEAH! Pero against NU Bulldogs lang so it's a given. Haha. Joke. It's actually quite sad since I didn't get to watch this because of some um... affairs. Heheh. You know, busy senior life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[Onga pala, kelan na ba irerelease ang ID? Excited na ko magpakaabuse ng authority. Har har har. Joke lang. Kasi naman. Triple pa ata ng height ko ang height ng mga 3rd year ngaun. Tsk. Hehe. ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going back. I could actually foresee it already. This year's UAAP season would be less exciting than last year's or the years before that. One reason would be because the good... (looking?) ones aren't there to play anymore. Kahit na mahirap man aminin, UAAP isn't UAAP without DLSU participating in it. I mean, where would the thrill because of rival schools be? Don't get me wrong though, I'm a true-blooded atenista in and out (at least for now, that is... my future depends on the ACET results. Har har har). Pero sayang lang talaga, it was actually the rivalry between ADMU and DLSU was actually the spice of the UAAP. Khet na aminado ako, mei iba ding mas magaling pa sa two schools like *ahem* FEU. Pero gets... iba talga ang rivalry. Nakakamiss na din siguro yung sobrang enthusiastic na crowd na todo todo kung magsupport at mangantyaw. Sa mga pikon na kalokohan na dn ung ginagawa sa mga foam glove echos and mentos balloons. haha. O kaya yung mga sapakan ni Yeo at nung kung sino pang nayayabangan sa kanya. Ang pagsisigaw ng "You suck Yeo!" na kala mo isusuka mo na bituka mo. Hay... ang saya nun, in fairness. Hahah. Pero who knows, it might turn out well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115261614097545864?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115261614097545864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115261614097545864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115261614097545864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115261614097545864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-uaap-season.html' title='Another UAAP season'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115253358634544849</id><published>2006-07-10T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:16:39.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Achieving peace and order.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;YFC people: HAHAHA. Wala na tayong issue. Cased close. XD &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... at may sim card na ko!!! HAHAH. mei bago na kong number... kelangan ko nalang cellphone. Tsk kasi, nanakaw pa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115253358634544849?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115253358634544849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115253358634544849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115253358634544849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115253358634544849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/achieving-peace-and-order.html' title='Achieving peace and order.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115253308638113124</id><published>2006-07-10T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T20:04:46.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess lessons. Haha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/1600/bemyescape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/200/bemyescape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture taken from:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.&lt;a"&gt;RAPEMYSKIN&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/1600/faces.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/1600/faces.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visual Poise. Personality development kanina. Haha. Nakakatuwa. Sabi daw nila, pag labas daw dapat masasabi mo sa sarili mo... "I'm Beautiful". Kala ko pa naman, lahat iaambush makeover. Tatlo lang pala. Sayang. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ayos lang dahil sobrang naenganyo kami nila Jamie na magpakalady-like. Nyahahah. At magkakaroon kame ng glamour day. AHAHAH. ang ganda pakinggan. One time big time na kung kelan kame pupunta sa either bahay nia or kay Celine para lang magpicture-picture at magmake-up make-up. Ahahah. Touching up ang mga bru. Tamang tama, mei garden sila-- feeling diyosa ng kagandahan. HAHAHAH. Parang ilang inches away nalang ako sa paghahabol sa karir ko sa pagiging model. Pesteng height requirement. XD Haha. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, narealize ko. Lahat naman talga ng tao maganda dahil meron taung sarisariling kanyakanyang (redundant?) features na unique lang sa kanila. Beauty lies on the eye of the beholder. We shouldn't just focus our attention on the people who put us down because of our physical appearance. You might never know but there's surely one person there who would think that you are the prettiest thing ever created by God. Awww. Ang ganda naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya naman dapat talaga nating tangkilikin ang sariling atin. Nakakahiya lang talaga isipin na pati mga girls sa ibang bansa pumupunta pa sa bansa natin para makapasok sa isang modeling career dahil we, filipinos, daw ay fond of people who are tall with white complexion. [[ Teka pala, icclear ko lang. Hnde ko toh sinasabi para maging bitter a. Nyahaha. Ew naman o. ]] Hnde ba talaga nakakahiya? Sa dami naman ng magagandang pilipina jan *ahem* *ahem* Haha joke. How could we improve our culture kung ang kagandahang pilipina ay hnde natin talaga tinatangkilik. Tingnan mo nalang. Ano ba ichura ng mga nananalo sa binibining Pilipinas? Naman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115253308638113124?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115253308638113124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115253308638113124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115253308638113124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115253308638113124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/princess-lessons-haha.html' title='Princess lessons. Haha.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115242667109279449</id><published>2006-07-09T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T14:40:43.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mashado ata ako Nawili. Take 3!</title><content type='html'>Ikatlong entry in one day. Ha ha ha. Oi, pagbigyan, bagong layout. Pagsasawaan ko muna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumalaw lang ulit ako para sabihing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PAROKYA NI EDGAR is now officially a LEGEND!!!&lt;/b&gt;... sabi sa SOP. Heheh. Napag-isip tuloy ako, hnde naman siguro sila ganun katanda diba? Nyahah. Antique na pala. Hnde nman siguro ako nauuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super saludo talaga kay Chito at kay Buwi. Super funny. "Ang message ko lang sa inyo..." *tingin sa cellphone* "natanggap mo na?" hahahah. Ang cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... speaking of cute. Grabe na to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang cute nia tlaga noong other night. Hahahah. Super baet. Minsan ka nalang makakita ng ganitong klaseng tao na hnde nagpapaapekto sa mga nangyayari sa kapaligiran niya. Masaya ang buhay pag ganito. Hahah. Sobrang kahet na malabo, umaasa pren ako. KORNY. haahahah. Parang pang-textmessage na baduy. hahah. Joke lang. Pero di nga, ang cute nia. Sha yung isa sa mga kakilala kong matino at maayos ang pamumuhay. Ha ha ha. Kinikilig nalang pala nanaman dito. Napakacute kasi ng kaibigan niya e- ansarap ibalot tapos ibato sa ilog. He he he. Joke lang, bad pala yun. Bubutasan ko nalang yung balot para makahinga. Har har har. Baaaad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115242667109279449?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115242667109279449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115242667109279449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115242667109279449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115242667109279449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/mashado-ata-ako-nawili-take-3.html' title='Mashado ata ako Nawili. Take 3!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115240595478773951</id><published>2006-07-09T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T08:45:54.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E D I R P</title><content type='html'>The deadliest of all sins. Pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikkwento ko lang, mei nabuong bagong issue. Patay na sana nabuhay at binubuhay pa. In my opinion, pride on both sides is the main root of all this. Nasabi ko na insights ko tungkol dito kay Kuya Joeld, beloved chapter head. Kung matagal palang at pinabayaan na, hindi na sana nabuhay pa. Ngayon naman na pinapatay na ulet, mas lalo pa ulit pinagyayaman ng nasa kabila. I think it is best for both the ministries to just give way so that it may all end in peace. Naman o. We're serving in the same parish. We're serving the same God. Irespeto nalang ang desisyon ng bawat side. Un kasi ung kulang e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we let ourselves be driven by our emotions, nothing is then left for us. Hayaan nalang natin. Yung nangyari before, nangyari na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka, mei iiinsert ako. May bago akong natutunan kagabi ayon kay Kuya Joeld translated in english by: Herbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapag may 'unusual' negative event na nangyayari sayo. There're five ways of dealing with it.&lt;br /&gt;1. Understand.&lt;br /&gt;2. Try.&lt;br /&gt;3. Share.&lt;br /&gt;4. Help.&lt;br /&gt;5. Above all, Pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115240595478773951?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115240595478773951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115240595478773951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115240595478773951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115240595478773951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/e-d-i-r-p.html' title='E D I R P'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115240315566788129</id><published>2006-07-09T07:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T07:59:15.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagong layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pakibisita na rin ang &lt;a href="http://prinsesaroyale.multiply.com"&gt;multiply&lt;/a&gt; account ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115240315566788129?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115240315566788129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115240315566788129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115240315566788129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115240315566788129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/07/bagong-layout.html' title='Bagong layout!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115129933745855072</id><published>2006-06-26T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T13:22:17.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mental Note to Self:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;The key to become a happy person is to expect less.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung pano ko sisimulan 2 so ganito nalang, I'm depressed. Hehe. Putek, hardcore kadramahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi nga. Andaming nangyaring magaganda over the weekend. Anjan na yung Parent's Appreciation Night achaka yung CFC anniv kaya nga hnde ko lubusang maintindihan kung ano ang nagpapadepress saken. Well, actually parang alam ko pero ayokong aminin kasi parang kumikinang nanaman sa pagiging hardcore kadramahan. Ewan ko ba, baka kaya ko gusto maging psychologist pag laki ko kasi gusto ko munang ispychologize sarili ko. Pero mukhang panget dba, ako ung kauna-unahan kong pasyente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, to put it simply, alam mo ba yung feeling na something na mashado ka nang pinuno tas nung nawala parang feeling mo hinahanap-hanap mo naren. Nyahaha. Marilyn Monroe pala ang drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nakakairita pa mga ******** ko. Ginagatungan pa. ARGH!!!! Gusto ko na talaga magcollege para narin makalayo sa ganitong feeling. You know, starting a new leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paking shyet, you know, nakakairita tlaga. Hindi ko alam kung paano ko ibubuhos ung feeling sa ganito. Hnde ko rn naman alam kung kanino ko sha pwedeng sabihin. Gets? Ang helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trapped in the tangles of my wrong doings"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115129933745855072?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115129933745855072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115129933745855072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115129933745855072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115129933745855072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/thought.html' title='A thought'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115088738002347105</id><published>2006-06-21T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:10:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagong Kilig Kanta for the Week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span zolor="yellow"&gt;"I take one step away&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll find myself&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to you "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. Eto, orig. Grabe! Mahal ko na si Chito Miranda! Nyahahahah. Kahit na sobrang nabigo na ko sa promise ni Kuya Ang na ipapakilala nia ko k Chito at sa boong parokya. Feeling ko talaga pag nangyari nga talaga ung pagpunta nila, pwede na kong himatayin. Nyahahah. Heehee. Obsessed fan? Hnde, in love na fan. Nyahahah. Heehee. At least safe magassume k Chito, dhel umpisa pa lang alam mo na na bigo ka. Pero ayos lang, at least nainlove. Heeheeheheh. Joke lang. Kadiri. Pero di nga, naiinlove na tlga ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/320/145_ful.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iba na talaga pag tinamaan. Kahit ano pa sha, tatanggapin mo. AhAHAHAHAHAHAH. Titigil na ako dahil nakakadiri daw ako sabi ng katulong namen. Nyahahahah. Imagine... Nyahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero sa totoo lang, this just goes to prove na hnde lahat ng pagmamahal nababase sa looks. Ewan ko a, pero para sakin mas importante pren tlga yung personality......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at ang talento. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pag meron ka nun, &lt;u&gt;APPLY NOW.&lt;/u&gt; Call 4**-****. Kala mo noh? No no no, papsi will kill me. Heheheh. Anu un?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONE AND ONLY YOU&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took one look&lt;br /&gt;Then forever lay out in front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One smile then I died&lt;br /&gt;Only to be revived by you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There I was thought I had everything&lt;br /&gt;Figured out, goes to show&lt;br /&gt;Just how much i know&lt;br /&gt;'Bout the way life,place out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I take one step away&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll find myself&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to you&lt;br /&gt;My one and only one and&lt;br /&gt;Only you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i know that i know&lt;br /&gt;Not a thing that I know &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Except the fact that i'm yours&lt;br /&gt;And that you are mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...,that you told me that&lt;br /&gt;This wouldn't be easy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And no, i'm not one&lt;br /&gt;To complain &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/320/cute.png" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115088738002347105?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115088738002347105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115088738002347105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115088738002347105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115088738002347105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/bagong-kilig-kanta-for-week.html' title='Bagong Kilig Kanta for the Week.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115080220678959936</id><published>2006-06-20T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:34:57.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Issueng "Give to God What is for God"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Insert Clip here-- Keilangan pa bang sagutin to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured hindi na. Sa totoo lang, all that was suppose to be said were already said. Nasa kanya na lang un kung magpapakatigas parin sha ng ulo nia, which, apprantly, is what he is doing. Sayang yung pagkahanga ko sa kanya before. I was wrong to even look up to him in the first place seeing that he was not worth all that attention. Isang taong mali ang notion sa pagiging banal. It is not enough for you to just rely on being religious. Isa lang yan sa three components. Of course, it is important for a Catholic to know his sacraments, it isn't wrong for you to be devoted in your ministry; in serving the Holy Eucharist. It is not at all wrong to be religious but like I said, you can't just base your faith on that. Look outside the box. If you really are as religious as you say you are, you would know that the love of God is truly overflowing; it is more than enough for you or for me that we have to share it to the people around us. That is where SPIRITUALITY comes in. The other two components, the heart and the hands. Your passion to serve God through others, (take note: did you know that you could actually serve God in many ways not just in participating in one of His sacraments? Your incapability to know that is one proof that you don't really know what you are talking about. What kind of a ministry leader is that?) and the way you praise and worship God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELIGIOUSITY + SPIRITUALITY= HOLINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also doubt that you have the capability to know that. Bakit? Cause you are selfish. Nanggaling na sayo un. Alam ko naman na &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;r devotion to &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;r ministry is &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;r way of serving our God. [[That's right, YFC also is an organization who serves &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;r same God at hindi kami aglipay o kung anu mang sinasabi mo. Tsk, hello? Anung klaseng excuse un? At ang worship ay hnde rin pinagbabawal ng Pope. Uulitin ko, hello. San mo nakuha un? Hnde mo ba alam na ang worship ay ang highest form of prayer? Isa nanamang proof of &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;r incapability as a leader. ]] Pero does it always have to be about &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;? Hnde &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; ba kinonsider na we are different people. Yes, we are made in His image and likeness pero jan din pumapasok ang free will at ang freedom. We may be the same pero the way we experience things are different. Kung pano &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; naggogrow ay hnde necessarily the same as kung pano sila maggogrow. Paminsan-minsan ba ay napag-isipan &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MO&lt;/span&gt; un? If not, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; are the pitiful one. We don't also promise that by their joining in YFC ay bigla nalng silang magiging banal. Lahat naman ng bagay ay hindi &lt;b&gt;instant noodle&lt;/b&gt;. YFC is an instrument that would help its members cope with different aspects of their lives, different aspects of trials kasama na din siguro dun ung obstacles na naeencounter nila sa iba pa nilang ORGANIZATIONS. This just goes to prove that we are NOT playing a tug-of-war, our doors are open to everyone. The room is wide enough to accomodate those who knock on our doors. We don't lock everyone up inside. Hindi toh laro, hindi toh pasikatan. Hindi toh paramihan ng members dahil YFC pren ang yfc khet na nagiisa ka nlang na nagseserve. Kung tutuusin ang Altar Server ministry at ang YFC at ang kung anu mang organization sa simbahan ay dapat nagcocompliment sa isa't isa. Bakit ba kasi keilangang gumawa ng paraan para magCLASH? Nagpapasalamat nalang talaga ako sa leader namen dhel marunong shang makitungo sa mga members nia. Alalahanin mo, LEADER &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; lang at hindi &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ikaw&lt;/span&gt; ang NAGDIDISISYON para sa kanila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman kasi pwedeng puro &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;IKAW&lt;/span&gt; nalang. Pride &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; sinasabi mong nasaktan at nadisrespect ka pero SILA? Nagawa &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; ba silang marespeto? Do you really care for them enough to RESPECT their decisions. I'm sick and tired of you always talking about how bad &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; felt, how hurt &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; were, and how WRONG THEY are. Bago &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; linisan ang mukha nila, linisin &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; muna ung sayo, chong. Bago &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; pumuna ng mali ng iba, tignan &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; muna kung may mali ka sa sarili &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; at turuan &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mo&lt;/span&gt; sarili &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;mong&lt;/span&gt; tanggapin un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALANG LEADER NA SELFISH. WALA RING GOOD OR BAD ANG PAGKASELFISH. HDNE MO MAPAGTATAKPAN NG MAGANDA ANG MASAMA. BAGO KA RESPETUHEN, MATUTO KA RING RUMESPETO. Matanda ka na sa ministry mo pero hnde mo paren un naintindihan. Sayang ang advice na binibigay mo sa iba kung ikaw mismo hnde sumusunod. Maikukumpera ka na sa mga prayle sa panahon ni Rizal. Naiintindihan kong tao ka lang at 99% of the time, nagkakamali pero bago mo punahin ang pagkakamali namen, natanggap mo na ba na mei mali ka? Kasi natanggap na ng organisasyon namen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115080220678959936?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115080220678959936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115080220678959936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115080220678959936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115080220678959936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/issueng-give-to-god-what-is-for-god.html' title='Issueng &quot;Give to God What is for God&quot;'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115059868766699765</id><published>2006-06-18T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T11:41:34.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reggae's Food for the... Day?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img height="200" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/bf203.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:yellow;"&gt;"Man looks at the outward appearance,but the Lord looks at the heart" (1Sam16:7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ang lahat, babatiin ko muna kayo ng &lt;b&gt;Happy Tatay's Day&lt;/b&gt; at &lt;b&gt;Happy Kalayaan Day&lt;/b&gt;... khet na isang week na ung tinagal since magIndependence Day. Ang cute noh? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: one long entry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marion's Food for the Soul&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DISCLAIMER: Nakuha ko ung eksaktong story na 2 galing sa isang blog na pinaghoppan ko at hindi ko 2 inaangkin. Heheheh. Iwas-kulong pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Ang binatilyong si &lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt; ay nagtungo sa ibang bansa upang mag-aral. Nang siya ay matapos, nagbalik siya sa kanilang bayan. Kinausap niya nag kanyang magulang at hiniling na ihanap siya ng isang eksperto sa larangan ng relihiyon o isang matalinong tao na maaring makakasagot sa kanyang tatlong katanungan.Natagpuan naman ng kanyang magulang ang taong hinahanap ng kanilang anak, si &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt; at ito ay hinarap nila sa binata.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Sino ka? Masasagot mo ba ang tatlo kong katanungan?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Ako’y isang mananampalataya Diyos at susubukan kong sagutin ang lahat ng iyong mga katanungan.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Sigurado ka? Marami na akong napagtanungan na mga guro at mga eksperto pero ni isa sa kanila, walang nakasagot sa aking mga katanungan.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Gagawin ko ang lahat ng aking makakaya.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Eto ang aking tatlong katanungan...1.) Mayroon ba talagang Diyos? Kung mayroon man, ano naman ang kanyang anyo?2.) Ano ang tadhana?3.) Kung ang demonyo ay ginawa mula sa apoy, bakit sa katapusan ng mundo siya ay itatapon sa impiyerno na ginawa din mula sa apoy. Sa palagay mo ba masasaktan ito gayung ang demonyo at ang impiyerno ay gawa mula sa apoy? Naisip ba ito ng Diyos?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Walang kaano-ano ay biglang sinampal ni Marco si Utoy.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt; (halatang nagulat at nasaktan sa pagkakasampal) : Bakit ka nagalit sa akin ?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Hindi ako galit. Ang sampal ay ang kasagutan sa tatlo mong katanungan.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Hindi ko maintindihan.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Ano ang naramdaman mo matapos kitang sampalin?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Siyempre masakit, muntik na na ngang matanggal ang mukha ko eh.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Naniniwala ka ba na nararamdaman ang sakit.?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Oo naman.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Ipakita mo ngayon sa kin ang anyo ng sakit.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Hindi ko kaya.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Yan ang sagot sa una mong katanungan. Lahat tayo nakakaramdam sa presensya ng Diyos gayong hindi natin nakikita ang kanyang kanyuhan. Kagabi sa iyong pagtulog, napanaginipan mo ba sasampalin kita?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Hindi&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Iyan naman ang tadhana, ang sagot sa ikalawang katanungan. Ang aking kamay na ginamit ko upang samplain ka, saan ito gawa?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;: Gawa iyan sa laman.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Iyan namang mukha mo, saan iyan gawa?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;siyempre sa laman din, ano naman akala mo dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt; : Ano ang naramdaman mo matapos kitang sampalin ?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;Utoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Masakit, siyempre.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Marco&lt;/span&gt;: Tama, at yan ang aking sagot sa ikatlo mong katanungan. Kahit na ang demonyo at ang impiyerno ay ginawa mula sa apoy kung gugustuhin ng Diyos, magiging isang malupit na lugar ang impiyerno para sa demonyo. &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115059868766699765?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115059868766699765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115059868766699765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115059868766699765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115059868766699765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/reggaes-food-for-day.html' title='Reggae&apos;s Food for the... Day?'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115036574741613073</id><published>2006-06-15T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T18:02:27.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School is F-R-U-S-T-A-T-I-N-G</title><content type='html'>Super. I really miss my old classroom. Sana nagblock section nalang. Namimiss ko na sila Mel, Mars, Lou, Eizel, Celine... you know, etong mga taong 2. awwwwww.... Sobrang sana last school year nlang. Masaya pa sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka- icucut ko muna 2. Dahil peste, ANDAMI-DAMING HW. Lech. Putek talaga 2ng teachers na 2. Ang masaya lang teacher ko c Sir Velarde this year. Hahha. Nice. Looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115036574741613073?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115036574741613073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115036574741613073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115036574741613073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115036574741613073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-is-f-r-u-s-t-t-i-n-g.html' title='School is F-R-U-S-T-A-T-I-N-G'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115010188446963336</id><published>2006-06-12T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T16:44:44.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's THE HEAT THE HEAT THE HEAT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7048/2899/320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe. Para saan ung image? Wala lang! Heat vision yan. woeh. ang Korny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakatapos lang kanina ng amazing race... hayy, promise, ang init! Un lang talaga ang masasabi ko. Parang sobrang naluto ako sa init ng araw sa kakaikot ng lhat ng areas ng parish. Ang lupet. Pero in fairness, masaya. Exposure dn un. Hahaha. Kaya tandaan nio ung mukhang to, baka maya-maya magappear na dn sha sa Extra Challenge. Lupet! Heheheh. Pero aus lang dhel in the end, may reward dn lhat ng teams ng Pot of Gold. Heheheh. Khet na last placer kme, masaya pren kc nalula kame sa kadamihan ng candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. Wala lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115010188446963336?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115010188446963336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115010188446963336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115010188446963336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115010188446963336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-heat-heat-heat.html' title='It&apos;s THE HEAT THE HEAT THE HEAT!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115001096338688970</id><published>2006-06-11T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T15:31:25.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EMO habang umuulan</title><content type='html'>Ako’y alipin mo kahit hindi batid&lt;br /&gt;Aaminin ko minsan ako’y manhid&lt;br /&gt;Sana ay iyong naririnig&lt;br /&gt;Sayong yakap ako’y nasasabik&lt;br /&gt;Pagkat ikaw lang ang nais makatabi&lt;br /&gt;Malamig man o mainit ang gabi&lt;br /&gt;Nais ko sana iparating na ikaw lamang&lt;br /&gt;Ang siyang aking iibigin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115001096338688970?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115001096338688970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115001096338688970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115001096338688970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115001096338688970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/emo-habang-umuulan.html' title='EMO habang umuulan'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115000870808142329</id><published>2006-06-11T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T14:56:04.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="280" height="276"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQDeMw4NnjM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PQDeMw4NnjM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="280" height="276"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for his carreer. KAYA MO YAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115000870808142329?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115000870808142329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115000870808142329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115000870808142329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115000870808142329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/rofl.html' title='ROFL'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-115000182570468505</id><published>2006-06-11T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T12:57:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kasayahan ng Pagiging YFC</title><content type='html'>Commericial muna: Kadiri pala ung last entry ko noh? Saksakan ng kamushihan. Nyahahah. EWW. kaloka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukod sa pagseserve k God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPORTSFEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyahahah. Kakatapos lang nung sportsfest namen. Heheh. Actually last week pa hnde ko lang ata nakuwento. Grabe to the max a. Natuto na ko magVOLLEYBALL!!!! wooooohooooo. Tinuruan ako nila ate Jhen at ni Kuya Paskee na nagsilbing coach nmen sa halos lhat ng event na sinalihan nmen. *ahem* *ahem* at to think na two out of three events ang sinalihan ko. Nyahah. Ang kapal ng mukha. Hahaha. Ui, kung nasiksik ko pa sarili ko sa badminton, ginawa ko. Aba, exposure dn un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, balik sa volleyball. Sobrang natutuwa ako dhel first time sa buhay ko [hnde 2 exerehado a] ay napalampas ko ung bola sa net. Totoo sobrang hnde ako marunong magvolleyball. Ito na siguro ung second time ko plang na naglaro. Ung unang beses kaya siguro ako natroma dhel tinakwil ako ng mga teammates ko dhel bumalik ung bola. Hehehehe. O kaya iniiwasan ko ung bola khet na directly na sakin na. Heheheh. Sisigaw nlang bigla ng 'yours'. Yung 'mine' kasi mei karapatan ka lang isigaw un pag ung bola no way na na mahit mo. Ung tipong mei maghihit na. Heheheh. Kala nila a. Nakaya ko na. Yiheeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos other than that mei natutunan pa kong bagong laro. Women's basketball. Masaya. Heheh. Prang Wrestling at Agawang buko in one. Si ricille nga lumusot pa sa ilalim ng nagdedefend sa kanya. Hahahah. Tapos pilit na niyayakap ung kalaban. Hahahahah. Kulang nlang i-pedigree na pra makalusot lang. &lt;em&gt;"Ayan kasi, sinabi nang umalis ka e" &lt;/em&gt;Hahahahah. Pero in fairness, masaya. Khet isang quarter lang ako. Halfcourt lng nman e kaya ok lang gumulong gulong at imop ung floor. Mas hindi nakakapagod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MTV Sa Burger Machine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, kasi you know, sikat. hahaha kasi gan2 un, kmi nila best chka ni trenzy ksma ung kpatid ko ngburger machine one time. Gabi na kasi un. Actually, recently lang 2 mga nung friday? Tapos sobrang gutom kc kame ni Mau. E biglang pinatugtod nung isa nilang customer sa phone ung 'push the buttons' maya-maya napapaindak na kame. Hahahahah. Ang fun! Parang MTV. Isa-isang sumasayaw. Tas si ate, super baet. hahah. Tawa lng ng tawa.  Nyahahah. Mei pachair chair pa nun at pa-face the audience effect. Langyuts. Ang cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay at before pla un, mei bago nnman akong nakilala. hahahahah. YFC dn sha pero sa ibang sector dw. Heheheh. Nagtanong kung pano makakauwi. Heheheh. Cute guy, in fairness. Nyahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe. Balik dun sa sikat. Ngaun, ngaun, sa khet saan pumunta sa area namen, alam na YFC kme. Maya-maya mei nagtatanong nlang kung pupunta ba dw kme sa isang YFC event o kaya nman nagtatanong kung anong sector nmen. Oha. Masaya na ko dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS ULET:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Room 3 ako. AYOKOOO... super. Una, anlayo ko kla mars, mel at louise, pti na rn kila eizel at tin. Nakakainis. Feeling ko super wla akong makakasama sa first day. Naman!!!!! isali mo pa dun na makaksama ko mga DD. Anu ba un.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-115000182570468505?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/115000182570468505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=115000182570468505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115000182570468505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/115000182570468505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/kasayahan-ng-pagiging-yfc.html' title='Kasayahan ng Pagiging YFC'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114983663923552351</id><published>2006-06-09T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T15:03:59.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY NAAA...</title><content type='html'>*******. Not worth the attention. Sobrang nakatulog ako nung isang gabi dwelling on how bad I felt na c *toot* ay prang na you-you-know na kay *beep*. Sobrang all thanks to Poch for unintentionally making me feel better and making me realize na the world doesn't revolve around *toot*. Finally. Parang yung sabi nga nila Best, wag hanapin. Sana macondition ko na sarili ko na parang go with the flow lang at darating dn un. Kaya ko un noh. Besides, it's God's will dhel deep inside, I know na naman na hnde pren ako handa. Walanjo. Hahaha. Pangtelenobela na ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balik tau sa the world doesn't revolve around toot. Narealize ko dn pala na the world doesn't revolve around me dn. Sobrang sorry na tlga ng sorry!!! Hnde ko tlga sinasadya na matake for granted ko ung ibang tao kaya super sorry lng tlga. It was 100% my bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114983663923552351?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114983663923552351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114983663923552351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114983663923552351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114983663923552351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-naaa.html' title='SORRY NAAA...'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114951429261536165</id><published>2006-06-05T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:31:32.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gitarista-In-Training</title><content type='html'>Wakanang kaning! Ang galing ko. Nyahahahaha. Shempre hnde ko pa alam ung chord chord effect. Nyahahah. Pero magaling padin. Alam nio kung bket? Hahahahahah. Alam ko na sa wakas ung KISS ME! Ang astig. Tinuruan ako ni Kaps kanina. Tas pati itong Gitara... hnde ko pa alam. Hahaha. Anu un e, u know, project ko. Nakakaaliw talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Martha andito kanina. ANG FUN nung batang un. Hhahahaha. Ui, pag nakita nia 2, matotouch. Hahahah. Nakakaaliw. Marunong na rn maggitara, sana ako dn. MEI PIC NA KOO!!! tama ba spelling? PIK, PEEK, PEAK, PIQUE. Kung anu man spelling nun. Basta ung pinanggigitara. Hahahahaha. Actually, si Martha nagbigay sken ng pique (pic. nyahaha) SOSYAL ung pique, red ung kulay. Nyahahahahhahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTIG. Sana sa susunod ulet. Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YFC ulet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansaya in fairness a. Andami naming projects... ILC... METROCON... tas dhel sosyalan to the max, hahahah. Mei beneficiary concert pa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fund raising for METROCON-ILC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andami gagawin sa sembreak at christmas break. Dalawang Youth Camp, shempre palalaguin ung chapter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114951429261536165?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114951429261536165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114951429261536165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114951429261536165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114951429261536165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/gitarista-in-training.html' title='Gitarista-In-Training'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114933116478570169</id><published>2006-06-03T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T18:46:42.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Bloopers</title><content type='html'>Dahil nakakalula na tignan ang isang entry na punong-puno ng salita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entry nalang na punong-puno ng ligaya. Pictures speak louder than words. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/sanshanakatingin.jpg" width=255 height=180&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino pa kaya pede itext?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/saanshanakatingin.jpg" height=180 width=255&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kc... nakita ko kagabi nasa taas un e.. Oo, nasa taas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/kapshabangnagtataasngkilay.jpg" height=180 width=255&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaps (nagiisip): Anu ba tong nararamdaman ko sa chan ko? Nagbawas nman ako kninang umaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Uiii...&lt;br /&gt;hnde toh against sa kanila a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember guys, we're not laughing at you...&lt;br /&gt;We're laughing with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. Jutots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114933116478570169?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114933116478570169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114933116478570169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114933116478570169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114933116478570169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/camp-bloopers.html' title='Camp Bloopers'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114930696342563062</id><published>2006-06-03T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T11:56:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McDo Survey Ayon kay Kaps.</title><content type='html'>1. anong mas masarap na sundae, burger&lt;br /&gt;king o mcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: McDo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. anong mas masarap, burger mcdo o&lt;br /&gt;hamburger sa mcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: hamburger sa McDo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. saang mcdo ang da best?&lt;br /&gt;.: Sa metrolane pati sa AliMall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. anong pinakapanget?&lt;br /&gt;.: Don Henricos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. anong masarap na flavor ng&lt;br /&gt;mcflurry?&lt;br /&gt;.: Oreo o kaya ung ano... ay hnde, ung ano nlang... Cge, oreo nlang. Hahah. Pasaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. sinong lagi mong kasama sa mcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.:. Ako. Ako lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. naglalaro ka ba sa playplace?&lt;br /&gt;.: Hindi (woeh). Sa Shakey;s lang dati ako nakapaglaro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. may kaibigan ka na bang staff?&lt;br /&gt;.: wala. Pero mei nangaasar saken na staff. Putek un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. anong masarap na breakfast sa&lt;br /&gt;mcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: Ung ano... chicken nug- chicken, chicken, chicken fillet. Mali. Ay tama. Chicken fillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. kailan ka huling nagmcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: Ok, uh, nung, april. tagal na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. sinong kasama mo noon?&lt;br /&gt;.: Um, wala. Ako lang. Ay w8 lng, kasama ko pla tito ko nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. anong inorder mo?&lt;br /&gt;.:. Uh, uh, ano un? Anu un? Burger Mc- ay hnde, ung mas malaki dun. Big Mac. Tas hnde pala gumana ung coupon. Putek. Hnde kame nakadiscount. Tas mei extra spaghetti pla ako dun. hahahah/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. natry mo na ba yung mcjelly trio?&lt;br /&gt;comments?&lt;br /&gt;.: Oo. Bket walang lasa ung sa babang baba. Hhahahahah. Masarap ung nasa taas pero ung nasa baba, ung gellatin. Wlang lasa. Mejo mei pagkaasim pati matamis pero maasim. (kala ko ba walang lasa?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. eh yung isa pang jelly? yung&lt;br /&gt;coffee?&lt;br /&gt;.: wala paring lasa. Mapait. Sinukan kong halu-haluin tas nung pagkatingin ko, parang nasira ung aking appetite. Kung irarate ko hanggang 5, cguro 4.5. (so masarap?) Oo, ung gelattin lng ung hnde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. kailan ka ulit magmmcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: Kung ililibre ako ng Kaps ko. (hahahahahahh. Aus kaps!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. sinong favorite character mo sa&lt;br /&gt;mcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: Sino ba? Um, um, hm.... si Ate Marion. Hnde. C donald! (hnde nman mcdo un a!) c donald mcdonald! pati si Hamburglar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. nagbirthday ka na ba sa mcdo?&lt;br /&gt;.: pakielam ko ba, ayoko nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. nakakailang fries ka?&lt;br /&gt;.:. Dalawa pero humihingi ako ng ketchup, nakakaanim ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. ilang beses ka nagmmcdo sa isang&lt;br /&gt;linggo?&lt;br /&gt;.:. depende&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Ano ba si Grimmace?&lt;br /&gt;.:. ung ano ung kulay violet na parang tae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. anung favorite mong pagkain dun?&lt;br /&gt;Ketchup! Oo seryoso ako ketchup! Hahaha. ung ano a, tomato ketchup. (un nlng ililibre ko sau. nyahahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, sa friendster ko toh nakuha. Natuwa lang ako sa pinagsasagot nia kaya pinost ko dito. Hahahah. Oha? San pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si kaps tlga sumagot nian a. Ako lng taga type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114930696342563062?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114930696342563062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114930696342563062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114930696342563062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114930696342563062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/06/mcdo-survey-ayon-kay-kaps.html' title='McDo Survey Ayon kay Kaps.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114890563433215282</id><published>2006-05-29T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:27:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakatingin sa Kawalan</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/28930706061498l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Grabe. I've learned something today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hnde dapat nageexpect at nadisappoint, masakit. Totoo un sobra. Yung tipong nasa peak ka na ng kaligayahan mo tapos biglang all for nothing. YUCKKKK!!! KADIRI!!! nyahahahha. Ang mushy. Epekto ata ng Youth Camp. Pero like I said, darating dn at darating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hnde ko na sha crush. Nakakinis. NakakaturnOff dong. Ewww. Ang kapal ng mukha niya!!! Aminado sha na crush ko sha. Please. As if naman ganun sha kaguwapo walanjo, sapakin ko un e. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ayoko na sa gwapo. Wala lang. Nyahahah. Mas maganda pala talaga pag mas nangingibabaw pren ang personality nia kesa sa appearances. Nyahahahah. Alamo un, nung isang araw nga, parang nakakabaliw. Sobrang funny guys are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAMAYA NA NGA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114890563433215282?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114890563433215282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114890563433215282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114890563433215282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114890563433215282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/nakatingin-sa-kawalan.html' title='Nakatingin sa Kawalan'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114857050471889087</id><published>2006-05-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T23:21:44.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga PaJUTOTS Heheh</title><content type='html'>Grabe, bukas na pala ung youth camp. Sobrang pagod ako ngayon dapat nga matutulog na ko pero naganahan ulet ako sa nakita ko. Nyahahah. In and out of Love nanaman ba ang drama? Nyahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero di nga, napapagod ako ngayon. Nakakadrain talaga ang Geom chka sobrang feeling ko umaatake nanaman ung aking other side-- si Frances. Mamaya, makikita nio nalang akong nakasabit sa bundok tas nababaliw sa isang singsing. Nyahahah. The best. &lt;i&gt;My precious&lt;/i&gt; Nyahaha. Pero seryoso na. Nawawala na talga ako sa sarili pero hnde pa nman ganun ka baliw. I could feel the drive slipping away. Napakadaling mabadtrip sa mga napakababaw na bagay. Ganun ba talaga pag teenager? Lahat nlang sa kung anu-anong bagay biniblame. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patay, sinasaraduhan nanaman ako ng ilaw ni Papsi. Kailangan na tong bilisan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta, ganito nlang pala. Continue nio pa po ang pag suporta sa YOUTH CAMP. Sana talaga mabalik ung drive ko. Ung hyperness chka kakulitan... Hnde ko gusto ung nangyayari sakin. Bat pa kasi nagtatransform. Nyahahah. Nakakatulong ba ang chocolate? Sabi sa isang magazine, oo daw. Pero madadagdagan nnman ang pimples, ang hirap pa nmang tanggalin nun. Hala. Ui, bago ang lahat, joke lng ung mga un a. Ang maniwala, sasara ang pwet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114857050471889087?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114857050471889087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114857050471889087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114857050471889087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114857050471889087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/mga-pajutots-heheh.html' title='Mga PaJUTOTS Heheh'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114844329224105699</id><published>2006-05-24T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:58:02.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check this out</title><content type='html'>Tawang-tawa kami dito nio Maryel. Hinayupak! hahaha. It made my day. Enjoy. Ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c8qqp4u5NQw" width="276" height="230" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114844329224105699?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114844329224105699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114844329224105699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114844329224105699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114844329224105699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/check-this-out.html' title='Check this out'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114844186088941725</id><published>2006-05-24T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T11:37:40.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At dahil sa Colonial Mentality</title><content type='html'>Let's forget muna other personal problems. Sa sobrang inis ko kahapon, pinuntahan ko ung site na tinuro sken ni Mars sa LSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cofibean.blogspot.com"&gt;Cofibean&lt;/a&gt;. Grabe sha. Whoever the guy is. Sobrang discrimination to the max. Feeling ko talaga these kind of guys only exists in the movies. Mei totoo pa plang taong ganitong buhay sa mundo. It's unbelievable how any person could fathom to live like how he is living. Sobrang full of himself na others are just mere clouds sa buhay nia. Grabe sha makapanlait ng mas mababa ang social status sa kanya. Ibang klase. Parang mei tao pala na kaya ung ganun. Nakakatakot lang kasi kung sa sariling bansa palang mei ganitong klase na ng discrimination, pano pa kaya sa paglipat nmen sa ibang bansa. Pakshet. Anu nlang kame dun? Shempre hnde lang social status ang dinidiscriminate kundi pati na rn ung race. Hay, oh well, pero I guess hnde tlga mawawala un sa isang society. Ang tawag dito. Crab mentality. People push other people down para makita nila kung gano talaga sila kataas. Kawawa talag ang mga taong ganito kasi keilangan pa nilang iassure ang sarili nila. It's like an oxymoron. A beautiful landscape pag pinost mo sa isang wall, andali lang lampasan at hnde mapansin pero pag pinagtabi mo sha, with let us say, sa isang slums are, sobrang titingkad ung building at dun mo plang sha mapapansin. Malala. But that's how people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could also blame this thing sa Colonial Mentality. Pag mukhang local, iniisip kagad na mas mababa ang social status. So keilangan tlagng mei dugong foreigner to be considered as part of the elite group sa bansa natin. hah. If ever, sariling bansa parin ang tawag dun. If he thinks filipinos are 'bobo' for not letting other people run our country for us nlang, then I think he is even dumber for considering the idea in the first place. Pag ang pinoy lumipat ng ibang bansa, considered sha as isang second pirority citizen, kahit iba-ibahin mo pa ang citizenship nia. Hnde ba kau naaawa satin? Kung pati sa home country naten, ang trato pren satin ay second priority citizens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Shempre galing US nanaman. Anu ba yan, wala bang sariling isip ang Pilipinas?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May bagong game sa TV. Deal or No deal ata ang tawag. Isa nanaman sa mga borrowed game shows from sa ibang bansa. Ang unang reaction jan shempre ay ang nasa taas. Nakakinis shempre dba. Iniisip naten na ang media ay isa sa mga nagddrill sa utak naten na mas maganda pag galing US. E kung hnde pa dn nman tau bulag. Hnde lahat ng bagay nlang ay dpat iblame sa media. Pag-isipan mo, gumawa dn nman sila ng attempts para makapagbigay ng mga gameshows na 'sariling-gawa' pero most, if not all, nalalaos dn after some time kasi pag mei duamdating na gameshow from another country, mas pinapanood un. Para satin, kahit gano kaordinaryo ang takbo ng gameshow, maganda pren. Shempre, from an industrialized country ba naman galing. Para satin cool na un. Hnde rn kasi natin tinatangkilik ang sarili nateng mga ideas. Nakakahiya talaga. Dito nanaman pumapasok ang mga scientists na Pilipino na mei sobrang lalaking leap pala na nagawa sa siensha an hnde man lamang naten nabibigyan pansin. Foreigners pa talaga ang nakakapnsin sa kanila. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang colonial mentality ay isang sakit ng lipunan. It's a given fact. This is why our economy is as it is. So let those discriminating folks like the fag Cofibean drop dead. Wag kasi magcocomplain kung wala ka namang cinocontribute. Our economy, guys, is not going to fix itself. Hnde rn in an instant ay uunlad kagad tau. It takes time. It takes discipline. It takes obedience and perseverance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Mamatay na sila. At one point of another, uunlad din tayo. Ü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114844186088941725?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114844186088941725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114844186088941725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114844186088941725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114844186088941725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-dahil-sa-colonial-mentality.html' title='At dahil sa Colonial Mentality'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114839227189952451</id><published>2006-05-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:51:11.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YFC-speaking.</title><content type='html'>Guys, please please please. Support kayo sa Youth Camp namen. Ibang klase tlga si Taning maka-impluwensha. Hnde maganda un.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple advice, PUSH. Pray Until Something Happens. Matamaan na ang matatamaan sa mga kaYFC ko. Hnde nio ba napapansin na tuwing mei gaganapin na something na for God mei nangyayari na ganito? Hnde nio ba naiisip na baka tinetest lang tau? Sobrang pinapaalala ko lang. Ang Youth Camp, hnde para saten. Yung ginagawa nateng pagseserve sa YFC, hnde barkadahan. Para un kay God. Nakakalat si Taning sa paligid. Kaya tayo mabilis maggive-in sa temptation paminsan dhel nakakalimutan natin ang simple pero importanteng aspeto sa ating buhay. SI GOD. This might even sound hypocrital pero para saan pa na nagYFC tau kung hanggang ngayon, hnde pren natin nakikita ung ganun? YFC is supposed to let us grow spiritually. Sa lahat ng bagay, si God. Shempre, guilty ako na nagkakasala dn ako. Khet shempre maliliit na bagay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mali kasi talaga e. Chong, easy ka lang. Feeling ko alam ko na ung problem mo. Kung about sa kanya dhel nabadtrip ka nanaman at nadala ka ng emosyon mo dhel nasulat mo un, isipin mo nlang. Hnde ka napabayaan ng Dyos. There must be a purpose for whatever na ginagawa nia sayo. ikaw na rin nagsabi sken. Just obey. Just push. Dhel in the end, lahat ng nangyayari para din sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chill lang muna at pray. Hnde ko alam kung mababasa mo toh or something pero pagpray mo lang yan. Kung anu man mangyayari, wag mo kame ipush palayo, mas worse, wag mo ipush si God palayo. We are Youth for Christ for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114839227189952451?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114839227189952451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114839227189952451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114839227189952451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114839227189952451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/yfc-speaking.html' title='YFC-speaking.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114822578504366143</id><published>2006-05-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:36:25.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hnde pa aawat.</title><content type='html'>Wait lang. Hnde ko talaga mabuhos lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano kaya kung maglie-low na rn muna ako. Sobrang nakakadisappoint tlaga kc. Mamatay na talaga ung mga nagpapaasa. Fine, joke. Pero nakakainis pren tlga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A formula to achieve a happy life: expect less"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argghhh. Ansarap talaga nia sapakin!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114822578504366143?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114822578504366143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114822578504366143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114822578504366143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114822578504366143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/hnde-pa-aawat.html' title='Hnde pa aawat.'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114822543901426324</id><published>2006-05-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T23:30:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Someday my prince will come"</title><content type='html'>Haha. Yuck, drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At grabe, magigive-up na ko sa lovelife. Pag iniisip mo pala un, mas naddrain ka lang tapos sulat ka ng sulat sa blog mo bout daydreams mo sa kanya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ay teka, nakakadiri na. Sbi nga ni Mars, hnde dw sken tlga bagay maging mushy. Ewan ko ba kung baket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes tuloy feeling ko na nagpplay lang ako ng part sa isang pagtatanghal. Hindi pa talaga nakikita ng tao kung ano ang nasa likod ng aking telon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ano, Mars, aus ba? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay, ano ba, gan2 nlang, live life one day at a time. Kung mei dadating, dadating dn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE! Tapos na ung sayaw. Masaya sha, in all fairness. Grabe, nagpanik tlga kame nun. Mejo nakakahiya. E kasi naman dapat tlga ung usapan sa umpisa sasayaw tapos nakakapanik kasi magsstart na ung mass wala parin etong cla kevin, justin at JR. nagsunduan pa pla. E buti nlang, namove sha after ng final blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kahit na sinabi ko kanina na my prince would someday come and I believe na ung "prince" na un ay hnde si PG1, natuwa pren ako. In fairness kasi nakita ko sha at surprise, suot nnman nia ung paborito niang damit na mei collar. PAPA UMM!! hahahahahahah. Ang kulet. Pauso talag ni Ricille. Kaya nga lang, sobra na tlga. Andami ko nang kaagaw. Ganun tlga, hnde ako swerte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE # 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mei bago na ata akong crush... hihihi. Alam kong hnde pren sha c "prince" but it's okay, at least to keep me inspired? hahaha. Kaso nga lang, bawal tlga ibunyag. Naging crush ko na tlga 2ng bagong 2 dati pa nung nagchoir sila. Heheheheh. Nakakaaliw. Hihihi. Kaso  un nga bawal, hihihihi. Crush sha ni ______, tas kutob namen na mei crush dn sha k _____. Kung hnde kc dahil kay JohnC hnde ko na ulet un mapapansin. Malas ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagnakahanap siguro ako ng kadamay, un na c "prince". Awwwwwwwwwww........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUSHY. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114822543901426324?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114822543901426324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114822543901426324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114822543901426324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114822543901426324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/someday-my-prince-will-come.html' title='&quot;Someday my prince will come&quot;'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114813199144459185</id><published>2006-05-20T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T21:36:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeh! Tomorrow Na!</title><content type='html'>Bukas na yung Youth Mass. Sasayaw na kame. Ü Ansaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Kaps!! Shuck. First time 2 nagalit. naguiguilty 2loy ako. Sorry na!!!! Bati na tau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hnde na ko masaya. Sobrang nakakabagot. Grabe ang kabataan ngayon! Lahat in love. Akalain mo ba naman. Hinigitan pa ata ako ng kapatid ko pag dating sa lovelife. Nyahahah. Usapang lovelife nanaman. Biruin mo ba naman, nakakausap na niya ung love of her life habang ako nabubulok lang dito. Awwww... Grabe talaga. At feeling ko hnde ko na crush si PG1. O baka dahil lang hnde ko sha nakikita. Basta. Bahala na nga sa Youth Camp. Hahahahah. Madami-dami naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ganun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114813199144459185?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114813199144459185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114813199144459185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114813199144459185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114813199144459185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/weeeh-tomorrow-na.html' title='Weeeh! Tomorrow Na!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114796631967413520</id><published>2006-05-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T23:31:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discriminants and Discriminating</title><content type='html'>Haha. Discriminants...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate review classes na! As in. Masaya sana ung math kaso kanina sobrang namigraine ako. Habang nageexam, ansakit sa ulo nung floruescent lamp sobra. Tapos solve pa ng solve. :( Ganun daw ba buhay-kolehiyala. Eps. As if e noh. Dala siguro ng late-night sleep... haha. Nagsleep-over sila kuya frank and ricille kahapon!!! ANSAYA PRAMIS... first ever. Ganun pag YFC, pasleep-over sleep-over na lang in preparation for something. Cool.... Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aun, back to the topic. pesteng discriminant yan. Gusto kong buhayin ung gumawa tapos ako papatay- engk. foul. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discriminating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really weird how one could get hooked up in a television show. Sobrang Matt to the highest level. I admire Brenda and Gerald's persistance regarding dun sa phone calls. Ang hirap nun a. Hnde mo alam kung sha un pero tinatawagan mo pren dba. Mahirap ata humabol sa isang bagay na hnde mo nman alam kung ano ung bagay na un. At sobrang sakit nun sa part ni Matt. The eagerness/anxiety/doubt that you feel when you are finally faced with the possibility of finally achievieving one of your lifelong dreams. You can just imagine how disappointed he was when despite the many attempts, they still have nothing. Ok, fine. Napansin ko lang. Isama na nga natin si Mikee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya naman nakakatrauma mag-asawa. Youth for Christ naging CFC na kagad e noh. Hahah. pero di nga... Parang nakakainis ung ganun. Hnde lang pala parang... talaga pala. Tas to add to that, si Ate Rose ang aming kasambahay, nagkkwento pa ng tungkol sa lovelife nia. nagkaroon dw sha ng 2 asawa ganun... tas badtrip dw ung mga asawa nia. Ganun.. Basta, ang lala. Sapakin ko ung mga un e. Papahilera ko sila tapos isa isa kong tatampalin. mei kasama pang suntok ung mga walang sense of responsibility... banas noh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114796631967413520?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114796631967413520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114796631967413520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114796631967413520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114796631967413520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/discriminants-and-discriminating.html' title='Discriminants and Discriminating'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114774674116407938</id><published>2006-05-16T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T10:32:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Tired</title><content type='html'>Surprise. Dramatic ng title noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakainis. I'm having review classes nnman later at mas malala, mei quiz pa. Hindi na ko makapahinga sa totoo lang... hay, makakarma dn sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exhaustion to the highest level. Yesterday, I was so tired that I almost fell asleep in LSC. It's not that I have boring company nor is it about the boring subjects, it's just the bad timing. Siesta! Anu ba. With the cold weather and all, it's very much tempting to relax and just close my eyes for a while. hahaha. Kung wala lang dun ung cute na guy na kaharap ko, nakatulog na ko. Hahahah. Mei ganun. Hnde, joke un. Usually dn, after ng LSC, direcho kagad ng YFC. Awww. Mahal ko na tlga chapter ko, like what I've said to Concep and Jomeng in our taekwondo earlier on when they were asking me to transfer chapters. Biruin mo naman, pagod na from taekwondo, sleepy from LSC pero YFC pren. Awww. Actually, un dn ung isang reasons why nakakainis magreview classes dhel bad timing e. During afternoons kasi madalas ung mga meetings and bonding sessions ng YFC tas hnde tuloy ako nakakajoin kagad kc kc nman... syang. There's just something about the chapter na sobrang ewan ko lang pero napapakita ko tlga ung true side ko. Masaya. As in dun, sobrang maingay ako, sobrang nagagawa ko khet ano, pati pagsasayaw sa daanan. Ibang klase noh? Sobrang feeling ko ang gaan pag kasama ko cla. Like we're really brothers and sisters at walang halong kaplastikan.. Woah, drama. Now especially with my new found brother na nilalakad ako k PG1. SHETTTTT!!!! shett lng tlga at shett!! SI PG1 sasali sa youth camp!!!! grabe... nakakaexcite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine... E-night at nandun sha!!! sayawan o jamming? shettt!!! anlakas. Sayang dn dhel hnde rn ako nakasama nung parang nirecruit sha. Sayang tlga!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114774674116407938?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114774674116407938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114774674116407938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114774674116407938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114774674116407938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/sick-and-tired.html' title='Sick and Tired'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114752692552085915</id><published>2006-05-13T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:28:45.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRSTS</title><content type='html'>Unang una sa lahat, alam ko na hnde mo toh mababasa pero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUISE, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELATED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :) Papa Lou!!! Astig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was suppose to update this yesterday since yesterday naman talag bday nia pero sa late na nakauwi, nakapagYM lang ako. Awwwwww. sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS # 1: LAKARIN FROM MEGA TO GALLE HABANG UMUULAN. AWAYAN SA TAXI BAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astig talaga ng bday ni Papa Lou kahapon, in all fairness. Nakakaaliw, parang noon ko nlang ulet nakita si Mel at in fairness, si Melo, sobrang tumangkad. Tas after kc ng Lsc, ganito un, sabi dw ni Maryel, bbli dw kc sha ng bedsheet. Hahaha. importante dw for mother's day. So dumirecho kme dun sa Galle, tawid tawid ganun. tapos, edi nagask kame for directions. Aba sa inabot man ng kamalasan, wala sa Galle. E sobrang importnte tlga nung tela so pumunta kameng Mega, taxi, ganun. Aun aun... tas bumili na ng tela e tapos, magtataxi dpat kame papunta kela Lou e inabot nga naman ng sobrang kamalasan, umulan!!!! at ang haba haba ng pila sa taxi! parehong dun sa harap ng mega at dun sa malapit sa supermarket. Buti sana kung ganun lng dba, andami pang sumisingit. LUPET! ansarap pitikin ng tenga, promise. Tapos, since sunud-sunuran kame ng aking mga friends (ay btw, eto pala cla marielle, mel, louise, at chelsea ung kasama ko nun) gumaya kame sa mga nandadaya at lumusong kame sa mei ulan papunta dun sa empty na taxi. parang oo-oo ung taxi na parang ok na dw, sasakay na so umalis alis pa kem nitong cla marielle sa pila... pag dating nmen dun, nangontrata ba naman! 250 dw kagad. ang eps. 250 nia mukha nia. naaalala pa namen sobra ung platenumber. Badtrip kasi. tama bang lokohin ka porket maganda ka. hahahahah. hnde ko na tlga kaya, lagi nlang akong naloloko. Nyahahahah. joke. (PVN 640!!! REPORT NIO)  so imbis naman na bumalik kame sa pila na sobrang aabot na ata tlga sa mercedes (woeh! sosyalan. exagge e noh), nilakad nlang nmen habang umuulan hanggang Podium. So nagsisitawid-tawid kame. Sobrang lusong lusong. In the end, nakaabot na kame ng galle at dun kame sumakay. Pahirapan pa kc. Ayaw magsakay. tas mei pila, si Lou, nabadtrip ata, pati ung mga nakapila, inaaway. Laking takot nalang nila sa buhay nila. Hahahahah. Nakakatawa tlga mei pa, "I don't care about the &lt;i&gt;fucking&lt;/i&gt; pila". hahah. pinagbantaan! tapos, finally, nakasakay na nga kame. Nagdagdag pa ng money ung taxi driver. Anu ba yan, naloko nnman. Ganun ba tlga un?Ubusan ng pera. Sosyal... kla madaming pera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS # 2: Vice... beersa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GULASH! HNDE KO NAMAN ALAM. HNDE KO TALAGA ALAM. AS IN SWEAR. Na ang sanmiglight pala ay beer. QUIETT!! parang tanga e noh, pati daw dito, kinuwento. Wala lang, first e. ANG PAIT! kadiri. Eto kcng si papa lou, biglang naglabas ng dalawang bote ng sanmiglight. Kala ko kc sanmig lng ung nakakalasing kc light ung sanmiglight so feeling ko low alcoholic content. E ambabaw ko tlga, mali ako. Nagassume pa kc. Kaya ok lng nung una na magtry... shots shots ganun. PRAMIS, sa mga nagbabasa nito at mga hnde pa nakakatry, wag na. Mapait. Panget. Hanggang nilagyan nila ng 7-up. Sarap. Tapos, sa sobrang sarap, hnde ko na namalayan na nakaubos na ko ng isang bote. Hahaha. tawa ng tawa si kuya ang nung kinuwento ko, malakas dw pla ako uminom. Hahahah. first time plang e noh.  Sobra. Pero hnde ako nalasing.  Yiheeeeeeeee. Sosyal! Si maryel, hnde actually uminom kasi sbi dw nia bka dw maamoy sha ng nanay nia. ahahahahaha. Tas si mel, kasabay kong umiinom, nakakatawa kasi after nung nasa car na kame, sbi nia, sobrang nsusuka dw sha tas ansakit dw ng ulo nia. hahahaha. feeling tanggera na tlga e noh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS # 3: First time na inamin ko sa sarili ko na crush ko na tlga sha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AY mei gan2. Shempre, hanggang crush nnman ulet. Tapos, magsasawa/matuturn-off tas wla nnman akong crush. Usual cycle na pala. Pero hnde nga, ewan ko. Kadiri e. Pero feeling ko tlga crush ko na sha. YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEH!!!!!  nakakakilig. Sobrang madating pala sha. Noon sobrang d ko napapansin pero wala lang. Nakakawindang. Woeh. Tas eto un, nagngitian kame. *And, this is not your ordinary... no ordinary love...* hala. Pero eto, quiet ulet kasi sobrang wla lang parang ang panget kc kung ttgnan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114752692552085915?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114752692552085915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114752692552085915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114752692552085915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114752692552085915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/firsts.html' title='FIRSTS'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27510477.post-114709752816209800</id><published>2006-05-08T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:12:08.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MALAS!!</title><content type='html'>Wala na talaga akong pag-asa. Hopeless na ko pag dating sa crushes... super inaamin ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, nakakadrain, wala nanaman akong crush... another cycle nnman ba toh ng paghahanap? Nakakairita, promise. Sayang talaga. Nalaman-laman ko nalang from a good source na si PG1 pala ay nagbebenta na ng... DRUGS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAKKSHH!!!! buti nagsstop na dun dba. E tinamaan ba naman ng lintik. Leche, nagbebenta pa ng katawan sa mga bading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIETTTT!!!! NAKAKAINIS SOBRA. Sinayang lang niya talento nia sa pagsayaw at sa pagdrums. Sobra. Anlaking tanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ung isa ko namang crush... si New Guy, tawagin nlang nten shang PG5. Si PG5... pinaghihinalaan dn nameng bading... although... hahahahahhaha. eto, nakakakilig. One time, tinanong dn nia ung isa nmeng kayfc. Another good source, sbi nia, "ui *toot* anung pangalan daw nung dalawang magandang kausap mo kanian?" WALANJ!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!! at sabi ni AGS, ako dw chka ung kpatid ko ung tinutukoy nia. Wala ako actuallyng pakielam kung tinukoy dn nia ung sis ko as maganda e bata un. Pero PAKSHH!! I'm likin what I'm hearin. hahahaha. Ako? Maganda? Tinawag akong maganda? Mahal ko na un! hahahhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27510477-114709752816209800?l=marioncausing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/feeds/114709752816209800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27510477&amp;postID=114709752816209800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114709752816209800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27510477/posts/default/114709752816209800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marioncausing.blogspot.com/2006/05/malas.html' title='MALAS!!'/><author><name>Reggae Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15568340663870865794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v481/marz_ace07/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
