<?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-13085726</id><updated>2011-06-05T09:59:49.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lonely, but not really</title><subtitle type='html'>the lonely point of view of this 20-something living in the Makati area. a socialite, she is not.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-112306850109455037</id><published>2005-08-03T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T04:28:21.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we're moving out!!</title><content type='html'>Out of blogger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find us at the most popular weblog community (most popularba?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://livejournal.com"&gt;Livejournal!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan and I signed up for lj accounts. Bandwagonbandwagonbandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where exactly? SECRET! Private, pare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But if you're really curious, email me at &lt;a href="mailto:angiemmasantos@gmail.com"&gt;angiemmasantos@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; üü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^^^^Yu might still make his updates sa blog niya. And I might too. Baka. owellz, see YOU THERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-112306850109455037?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/112306850109455037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=112306850109455037' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112306850109455037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112306850109455037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/08/were-moving-out.html' title='we&apos;re moving out!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-112296877874868813</id><published>2005-08-02T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:46:18.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>politicking yet again</title><content type='html'>Charter change, another favorite issue of president's.  However, this time I think a switch to Parliamentary would be better. That's just my purely unbiased opinion. It would cut costs, plus abolish the senators!!! Perfect!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Educate the masses on parliamentary, right you are De Castro! But not just the masses, everyone else too. I for one, have forgetten my political science classes and had to read my old books just to clarify (again) what parliamentary government is. Think of it, the masses wouldn't end up choosing some washed up actor/actress (or some blah pitiful widow of some great action star) for president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the wayt hese are unorganized thoughts. So I'm just ramblin' on and on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-112296877874868813?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/112296877874868813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=112296877874868813' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112296877874868813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112296877874868813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/08/politicking-yet-again.html' title='politicking yet again'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-112183837849171658</id><published>2005-07-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:50:52.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank yous and celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8087/1136/1600/Image(965).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="124" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8087/1136/320/Image%28965%29.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;To Yuan&lt;/b&gt; One of my favorite places to dawdle along during the night. Yes, since I live in Makati, one of the things I have time to do is stroll along Greenbelt. The expensive stores do not appeal to me, but the walks and the "brisk runs" during Sunday mornings is, to put it simply, one of the best feelings in the world. And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inside the car when I took this picture using my camphone. It was the night Yu and I watched this movie.. umm.. it's either Batman Begins or Mr and Mrs Smith. Either or!!!! La lang. It was a great rainy night that time, and Yu made it even better by asking me to be his girlfriend. Here we go again, sappy mushy loveys. Thanks dude, for everything. I only have this ugly pic to remind us of that ONE day. Night, I mean. You're crazy, sick and above all weird. But hey, I love you for everything. And with what we've been through? People know no sh*t about it. LoveyouLots. Oh, and I feel like a giddy teenager when I'm with you. That feeling makes you even more special. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know that band Hale?? What's that song.. jeez. Whatever. Cute song.üüüü-&gt; there I go with the smileys again! üüüüüüüüüüüüü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cheche&lt;/b&gt; my buddy since birth!! Thanks for always being there. Haay kahit gaano pa ako magsulat tungkol sayo, it'll never be enough to show how much i love you! As a friend ha, wag maging maliciosa! To coffee and ciggies breaks (fyi anti yosi ako!) to cream puffs and macaroons, to friendship. Thanks Che! ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Marz&lt;/b&gt; high school classmate turned college blockmate turned colleague turned super close friend. nakanaman!!! Marice and I used to be classmates/blockmates, but we weren't really that close. Hi's and hello's lang and the occasional pakopya notes. Pero when we graduated, we landed on the same company. Coincidence! One of the kada's of Ma'am Edie. We grew close, and we share even toothpaste! Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Badji&lt;/b&gt; Mataray, malandi, mayabang, may-amoy.. These qualities you cannot find in Badji. She's the girl version of Rex (see Rex below). And Badj has the access to the best manmade perfumes in the world. She never has a bad smell. (honest Badj!!) Magaling na PR person, magaling sa lahat. One of my good friends sa office. Badj, you're so talented. Inggit ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Guys" of Ma'am Edie! &lt;b&gt;Pancho&lt;/b&gt; hoy badingerz. Nah, just kidding. The 2nd best person to be with when you're in the mall (1st goes to Yu, of course! hope you understand!) Shopping expert, and a walking pillow. Pillow kasi I can cry on you anytime! Plus you're squishy. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rex&lt;/b&gt; we could've been great, rex! Pero torpe ka! Haha joke. Laughtrips = rex. Can always make me laugh. And the rest of the people in the entire building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paolo&lt;/b&gt; The official driver! Joke lang pao! When you need pao, he's there. I needed someone to talk to a few months ago, and who would've known that CutiePaopu would be my source of comfort!! Lucky for Goksie.ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all for nowüü If I missed anyone... nope, that's really it. I'm talking about my officemates and "after college" mates here, ok. So kung wala ka, it's not my fault!! üüüü&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-112183837849171658?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/112183837849171658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=112183837849171658' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112183837849171658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112183837849171658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/07/thank-yous-and-celebration.html' title='thank yous and celebration'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-112160479489743175</id><published>2005-07-17T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T05:53:14.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>f****!!</title><content type='html'>for some reason, Yuan "hacked" into my blogger account and made his own blog. MY ACCOUNT!!!!!!! ano ba yan. invasion of privacy!!!! But I think it's ok, since he's read most of the entries. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yu, ang pangit naman ng blog name mo! Secretly dreaming? Whaat? That's so gaaay. :) Love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-112160479489743175?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/112160479489743175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=112160479489743175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112160479489743175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112160479489743175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/07/f.html' title='f****!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-112055968741300768</id><published>2005-07-05T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T03:34:47.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the current plight of the philippines</title><content type='html'>What a goddamn mess the country is in right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not supposed to post, but couldn't resist. Bad, GMA! However, I don't think she should resign. I have a million and one reasons, most of them the same as the other people sitting on the back of the bus. Sort of. Shame on GMA, she didn't exactly manipulate the votes. She just wante dto know if she was ahead.. perfectly fine! She was doing us a favor, saving us from that ridiculous poser, FPJ. Bless his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to HELL with Susan Roces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an actress, for pete's sake. She's used to this sort of thing--getting mad and taking the sympathy of poor people. Plus she's using her husband's death as an excuse to act all pitifull and blah to the masses. Screw you masses for believing every actor who can make fancy wordings in front of a podium.  I know there's a a little bit of real emotion in her somewhere, but in my honest to "goodness" opinion, she's pure bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not part of the lower class and so I don't really understand their point of view. I know people are saying FPJ could've been a good president even if his brain is the size of a peanut. &lt;i&gt;He's an honest man..blahblha&lt;/i&gt;. Ok. Fine. Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a good heart and honesty can never be enough to run this kind of country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring in PING LACSON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;This is the point in the where Yu and I disagree. Shit, politics is so dirty talaga. Or is it...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-112055968741300768?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/112055968741300768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=112055968741300768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112055968741300768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/112055968741300768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/07/current-plight-of-philippines.html' title='the current plight of the philippines'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111961473522825460</id><published>2005-06-24T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T05:05:35.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmygod!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NEIL GAIMAN IS COMING TO THE PHILIPPINES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How come I did not know this sooner??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(suddenly, the welgas and the riots didn't matter. how indifferent of me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111961473522825460?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111961473522825460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111961473522825460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111961473522825460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111961473522825460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/06/ohmygod.html' title='ohmygod!!!!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111949409426294098</id><published>2005-06-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T19:34:54.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Will be on a blogging break!</title><content type='html'>I shall be on a blogging break for..a WEEK!! üüüüüüüü&lt;br /&gt;Curious on the smilies? I just learned to do it on the computer! But not the alt commands. I chose the rather conventional way of posting symbols. Copy paste via Microsoft World. I'll be off blogging because my laptop is need of a fixing and my damned dsl is disconnecting, reconnecting blah. So I'm using my desktop while my loveofmylifelaptop is being fixed. I misshu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break because I also need to focus on work. Hehe. üüüüüüüüüüüüüü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Yuan: Going strong. I think he's making moves of "courtship". Shet, parang 1950s! Courtship daw?üüüü -&gt;trip na trip! Everyday is a new day with him. üüü Sheeesh, that's just like the Ayala Malls ad shown in every single Ayala mall-theater!! Kesodebola!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111949409426294098?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111949409426294098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111949409426294098' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111949409426294098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111949409426294098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/06/will-be-on-blogging-break.html' title='Will be on a blogging break!'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111905216105362630</id><published>2005-06-17T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T16:49:21.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wiretapping shenanigan</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I was talking about losing hope on the Philippines. I meant more on the government, but yeah the people has problems too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone knows, President Gloria Macapagal-Arroyo was said to have communicated with a member of the Comelec. They have "proof" of this because some nosy person NBI did a wiretap on them. A lot of people wants to oust GMA. That NBI guy is in HIDING in some seminary because he feels his life in his danger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe him. He would've been killed if he didn't take refuge in some place where no one dare do a crime. But why did he speak out if he didn't stand by his conviction?? Why chicken out when he knows he's right? There's gotta be something else. We're all looking at the wrong angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have no idea if it was really President Arroyo who was talking in the "cd". Filipinos are, by nature, manipulative. And with all the gadgets and equipment we have (even if we're "third world", i stress that heavily) it's very very very very possible that someone editted the conversation. Kung lumalabas yung mga sex video about local actors/actresses/celebrities that are 90% not true, what more could a CONVERSATION do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a 1001 ways to say that the cd could have been manipulated. There are a lot of GMA impersonators. Could be!!! Haha. Anyway, that's all for now. I can't organize my thoughts anymore. It's goddamn 4:40.  Yuan updates will be on the bottom now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;Star Wars was our first "real datemovie". Star Wars, of all movies! I was thinking more on the lines of Gone with the Wind or Casablanca. But I guess this will do for now. It was pretty ok. I'm not a fan of it though. I got to see the trilogy, episodes IV-VI but none of the first two installments! I'll drop by his place sometime because he has the first two on dvd. Luckyme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111905216105362630?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111905216105362630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111905216105362630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111905216105362630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111905216105362630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/06/wiretapping-shenanigan.html' title='wiretapping shenanigan'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111820891192983642</id><published>2005-06-07T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:35:11.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crapped up dsl not working</title><content type='html'>my dsl does not work!! pldt, what is wrong?? bale wala kung tumawag ako sa hotline (what IS the pldt dsl hotline?) because it's LATE at night and i'm in a goddamn InTERNET CAFE just to check my email!!! what gives!!! y the way, i just discovered fanlistings. gee, internet people are so weird. hahahahahaa. i'm afraid i'm becoing one of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to go! i only have enough money to spend for one hour of internet time! baboosh! (baboosh? wtf? this is your effect on my cheeseburger kanina gretch!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111820891192983642?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111820891192983642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111820891192983642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111820891192983642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111820891192983642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/06/crapped-up-dsl-not-working.html' title='crapped up dsl not working'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111813128688309910</id><published>2005-06-07T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T01:01:26.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>women are like the weather...</title><content type='html'>fiesty and unpredictable. amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is officially over for students. And it's the same old work place for me. I just remembered something... ten years ago. First day of my senior year in high school. We ruled the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me, we ruled the high school department because techinically the grade school people give little sh*t to the older ones. What I mean is they see people from high school as superior to them but when it cracks down to this mess, they really don't give a damn! That's my 3 centavos down the drain. Anyway, back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We seniors ruled the school. Of course, duh duh duh duh duh duh. But I thought it was like some kind of myth than when you step into your fourth and final year in high school, you'll have a sense of seniority. Booyah. Wearing the tacky ROTC uniforms was a pain in our asses, but it was cool to see little kids oohing and aahing everywhere we went. (those are slightly exaggerations. sorry. but those were actual testimonials from my classmates/friends/aquaintances/blahrmey.) Whenever there was offficial "batch roll call" in the auditorium, the audience chatter dies down. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. 'Twas not an exaggeration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, that was the last time I've ever felt SUPERIOR. When you get to college, life begins to SUCK. Really bad. Sure you have more "freedom" and "time" with your "studies" and "socializing". Bull!!! My college year was nothing like that. It was composed of a bunch of thesis statements, ojt, internship (ojt+internship=NOPAY!), deadlines, red letter days, the works! Orgs are there to give you "balanced shit" of some sort, but it just added the weight of my school acitivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never felt superior since fourth year high school. I think I should be a teacher so I can rat down students or something. But that's just "EVIL ME" talking. I mean, typing. A wise yet annoying person would say "why don't you work hard, so that you'll be on top?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say: nope. no thanks! It'll just go over my head. And then.. chaos. Or similar to that. It's late. It's 1am and I'm still typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**About Yuan: yuuuuuwaaaaan. We're working it out. Work it, like Beyonce KnowLess. Slightly contented. But still, contented. And that's very very very very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111813128688309910?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111813128688309910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111813128688309910' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111813128688309910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111813128688309910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/06/women-are-like-weather.html' title='women are like the weather...'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111710156141811368</id><published>2005-05-26T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T02:59:21.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>e-vat</title><content type='html'>are you for or against it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am FOR it because the Philippines need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's painful for all people to pay taxes, especially after the increase. (I'm one of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly, when the budget is nowhere near the amount required to make the country spic and span and the debt of the country is 75 billion... we citizens HAVE to take action. Or atleast, support it. For the country. For &lt;i&gt;our&lt;/i&gt; country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many problems right now in the Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I really can't find a single glimmer of hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would make me change my mind about that last statement :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111710156141811368?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111710156141811368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111710156141811368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111710156141811368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111710156141811368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/05/e-vat.html' title='e-vat'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111691406116804487</id><published>2005-05-23T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T22:54:21.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling laconic today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;That old dog has chained you up alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Give you everything you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;To live inside a twisted cage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Sleep beside an empty rage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I had a dream I was your hero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'd rock you till the daylight comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Make sure you are smiling and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Tonight I'll be your mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'll do such things to ease your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Open up gonna come inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Gonna fill you up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Make you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;This bloke can't stand to see you black and blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I give you something sweet each time you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Come inside my jungle bookIt's just too good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Don't say you'll stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;'Cause then you go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'll rock you till the daylight comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Make sure you are smiling and warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I am everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Tonight I'll be your mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'll do such things to ease your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;ShucksFor me there is no other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;You're the only shoe that fits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I can't imagine I'll grow out of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Damn I wish I was your lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;If I was your girl believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I'd turn on the Rolling Stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We could groove along and feel much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I could do it forever and ever, ever n' ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Give me an hour to kiss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Walk through heaven's door I'm sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;We don't need no doctor to feel much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Let me in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Forever and ever and ever and ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I sat on the mountainside with peace of mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;I lay by the ocean making love to her with visions clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Walked for days with no one near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;And I return as chained and bound to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------ Nothing like good ol' Sophie B. Hawkins to help let your feelings out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111691406116804487?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111691406116804487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111691406116804487' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111691406116804487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111691406116804487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/05/feeling-laconic-today.html' title='feeling laconic today'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111674540495580375</id><published>2005-05-17T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:52:57.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting a new leaf</title><content type='html'>There's too much going on in the Philippines and in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Celebrities evading taxes.&lt;br /&gt;- Bomb blasts here and there.&lt;br /&gt;- Star Wars III taking in $50M in just one day.&lt;br /&gt;- Donald Trump choosing Kendra Todd as his new apprentice (like who the hell cares.)&lt;br /&gt;- GMA with jueteng cases.&lt;br /&gt;- Angel Locsin as Darna (boldstar material alert!)&lt;br /&gt;- American Idol showdown: Carrie and Bo. (GO BO!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's pretty much it. I know there are more going on but these are some I found floating about the internet. Ay oo nga pala, an additional 3 non-working holidays for this year. Yehey for lazy Filipinos. I think I saw an email forward about why Filipinos are so lazy. Siesta dito siesta doon. Ano ba talaga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have work tomorrow. Shet. Enough thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111674540495580375?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111674540495580375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111674540495580375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674540495580375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674540495580375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/05/starting-new-leaf.html' title='starting a new leaf'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111674916884554461</id><published>2005-05-15T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T22:56:39.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Him</title><content type='html'>Well, for some strange reason... Yuan approached me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said his being "gay" "bading" "closet" was all an act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't understand it at first. Why in the world would he do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said it was because of his last girlfriend, and the girlfriend before that. The most recent one (Let's call her GF4, his fourth serious girlfriend, whom he had a relationship with 3 years ago, according to him) ditched him for some other guy. While they were in engaged. His fiancee. ouch. We're talking Filipinos here. (My, how we've changed). The other girlfriend before that was scared of committing too much. I would like to call her GF3, his 3rd serious girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GF3 and Yuan lasted for.. get ready... 5 years. No marriage talks, but Yuan said GF3 wanted to break free and explore other.. men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am openly lettin gthis out, I don't know why. I never knew how much hurt Yuan has felt. It may seem a pretty silly idea, to turn to MEN because the WOMEN he's been with ditched him for something else. But.. that's pretty tough stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night he confessed something to me. I think I'm being extremely keso and cheesy and ickymushy right now, but I got to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he liked me the first time we met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that. Love at first sight is overrated and untrue. But &lt;b&gt;like at first sight&lt;/b&gt; is more like it. I really love that... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting all sappy. Anyway, he said his "bading" effects were just to emit women in his life. But he said there was one girl that he could not get rid off his mind... ohmygod. Sentisappyshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitshitshit. I really don't know what arggghh. I'm in a mess right now. Last night he was really sweet and FINALLY he didn't act so stiff (in his bading-ish way) like he used to. He wasn't drunk. He wasn't tipsy. It was really Yuan. Yuan whom I've met a little over two years ago. Yuan, who was introduced to me by Marice and Elmer. Yuan who partied with me in unknown clubs with great music and great food. Yuan who stood by me EVERYTIME I got drunk (I only got drunk 3 times so far, and yep, he was there. Only him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a previous post, I would've said: ohmygod, I'm falling for a gay guy. But now, it's ohmygod. he fell for me too :) And he's not gay. Yehey. Not that I'm discriminating with genders. It's just..a nice feeling. Sigh. That's all for now. Bye~~ It's 5 am...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111674916884554461?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674916884554461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674916884554461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/05/him.html' title='Him'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111674828145916074</id><published>2005-05-13T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T01:06:37.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marriage</title><content type='html'>I still think it's a big deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after 3 boyfriends. 2 bad break ups. 1 semi-okay-but-i-still-would-like-to-katay-him. I still believe in the holy matrimony. Besides, my parents would be freaked out if I didn't get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, let's talk about Yuan. He doesn't actually know that I have a blog. He encouraged me on making one but that guy doesn't really have one. Ass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan's a guy (gay, actually) that I've had the honor of meeting last year, thanks to my highschool friend Marice. I actually thought he was so gwapo and clean and nice looking (alas I failed to notice his malandi ways) when I first met him. I ACTUALLY thought that we might get a few drinks or party or something. Drinks, we did have. And party,we did. But it was like as friends. Nothing more. I remember a few times when he'd get really tipsy (almost drunk!!!) and then he'd tell me that he wished he wasn't attracted to men... He said it was difficult for him to go around (I didn' tknow what he meant by that!) And there were also times when he said he was still attracted to girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like me. Goddammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tipsy, people. Almost all tipsy people TELL ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spaced out after he said that. I kept thinking, ohmygod, what if he's bi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wedding bells ringed in my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it faded out when I thought of the horrible possibility that he might "fall" for a guy while he was with me. And come on, he's my BEST FRIEND (so far, right now) bestfriends in a relationship other than platonic? That's dangerous. But then.. I've been confronting with some of my friends about Yuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He actually has NOT been in a boy-boy relationship.&lt;br /&gt;He had 4 serious (according to his sister) girlfriends in gradeschool, high school, college and tadaa.... internship. So that an average of one girlfriend per.. epoch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it. Could it be that he's gayness and "I'm gay" proclamations be just an act? I wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I get into this mood...&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I just saw Object of My Affection on dvd.&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Aniston and that guy in Clueless-Friends' Mike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible. Really horrible. Help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111674828145916074?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111674828145916074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111674828145916074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674828145916074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674828145916074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/05/marriage.html' title='marriage'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111674691216544941</id><published>2005-05-01T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:28:32.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping in greenbelt 3</title><content type='html'>Is it really possible to actually SHOP in Greenbelt 3 (or as the pa-cutey highschoolers and yuppie wannabes call it, &lt;b&gt;GB3&lt;/b&gt;. I know, I'm so mean.) or is it just there plainly to be for window shopping??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marice, Yuan and I decided to go barhopping (stop the laughter!) last Friday in, wherelse, Greenbelt 3. The drinks came rolling in and out and I got a sip of Yuan's Cuervo (fucking finally!) while eating Doritos in Absinth. (a side note, for some reason i hear several of my officemates say that Absinth is a gaybar. No way. I'm straight, thank you, you fool! Although my bakla friends do go there. And Yuan is one of them. Yes YOU Yuan!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, one might go.. WAIT A FROGGING SECOND! (Ma'am para! thank you manong guard!) Doritos and Absinth? That does not go together but that is not the point!!!! So ok, when everyone in the group, including Marice's sister Meanne and her boyfriend Steff, started to become tipsy, we decided to cool off and scratch the "hopping" part in barhop. So yes, we just went barhopping to one bar. I know. Silly us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed down the cute escalators (well it looked so cute back then!) and Meanne started shouting "Ako ang Reyna ng Grinbilt! (yes, in that barok manner!)" at the funny-looking teenagers on the other side of the escalator. And siyempre, we started laughing our asses of because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. yuan and meanne were drunk (we went there 8, they got drunk at 8:30. I worship them.)&lt;br /&gt;b. the rest of us were a little tipsy (but sane enough to remember that)&lt;br /&gt;c. the teenagers looked really funny with their over the top makeup and trendy skirts and thongs and stuff. sheesh. I'm sorry. I know I was a teenager ONCE, but it's so fun to ridicule todays teen fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 5 of us went to "shop" because Yuan wanted to try out his new Visa MasterCard. And we went from shop to shop around the "GB3" area. We even reached Louis Vuitton but it was closed, I think. I really can't remember. And then we went to the other opened shops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuan was so cute. He was drunk, mind you, and he was going around waving his plastic in the air proclaiming "I'm painting the town red baby boys!" Moving on, we went to this posh bedsheets place in the first floor (I actually cannot remember the name) and Yuan was being his goodson (slash bading na anak) mood and wanted to buy his mom bedsheets for Mother's day. But those bedsheets cost tooooo muuuuuccchh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know bedsheets cost well especially the cotton ones, it goes for Php1000+ but these bedsheets were more than 5000 pesos! And that's just the twin set! Meanne, the weebitdrunk girl, said to the saleslady, "ma'am, 1000 na lang. pangit naman yung design eh!". The saleslady raised her eyebrows..and then just smiled. How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that encounter with GB shops that cost too much (I forgot to mention that that store wasn't the only one we went in. I really HAVE to go to GB more often because I keep on forgetting the damn names of the stores), Yuan finally decided on purchasing 2 pillow sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO PILLOW SHEETS FOR 2000 PESOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he was going to get a similar looking bedsheet/blanket/etc at SM--where everything is cheap and where everything is made in China!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the story. The moral is, never buy pillowsheets from Greenbelt. Buy them from SM instead. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111674691216544941?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111674691216544941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111674691216544941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674691216544941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674691216544941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/05/shopping-in-greenbelt-3.html' title='shopping in greenbelt 3'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13085726.post-111674726703803932</id><published>2005-04-27T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T00:34:27.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>following the nasty trend</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am. Angie Emma Santos at your service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here because of my pseudo-friends, Karen and Yuan. Just joking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13085726-111674726703803932?l=lonelynotreally.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/feeds/111674726703803932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13085726&amp;postID=111674726703803932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674726703803932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13085726/posts/default/111674726703803932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lonelynotreally.blogspot.com/2005/04/following-nasty-trend.html' title='following the nasty trend'/><author><name>Angie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05439515833689926640</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
