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You crave intimacy and connection in your relationship&lt;br /&gt;And while most guys can't open up enough for you, a Water Sign can&lt;br /&gt;Not that you're whole relationship will be soul gazing&lt;br /&gt;A Water Sign matches your goofy sense of humor - and desire to help others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignguyshouldyoudatequiz/"&gt;What Sign Guy Should You Date?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-3470304234569266379?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/3470304234569266379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 60% Intuitive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howintuitiveareyouquiz/intuitive-3.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your intuition is often right, and you use it more than you may realize.&lt;br /&gt;Your gut feelings are usually a good guide, but you need more to go on when making a decision.&lt;br /&gt;You'll often check to see if the facts back up your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;And when your intuition is wrong, you work to improve it for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a 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src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouahippiequiz/hippie-2.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not a hippie,  you've got the spirit of one.&lt;br /&gt;Like most hippies, you have deep beliefs and unusual interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not buy into hippie fashions, music, or heavy drug use.&lt;br /&gt;But at heart, you are a free spirit and suspicious of the status quo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouahippiequiz/"&gt;Are You a Hippie?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-3593061440989187202?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-8362580469566202303</id><published>2008-01-09T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T01:58:04.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Boyish and 60% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/unisex.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.&lt;br /&gt;You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.&lt;br /&gt;You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-8362580469566202303?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/8362580469566202303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=8362580469566202303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/8362580469566202303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/8362580469566202303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-are-40-boyish-and-60-girlish-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-6052995965530878850</id><published>2007-12-11T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:33:55.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"what you do not know wont hurt you | ignorance is bliss"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it so hard to just be satisfied why what is given to you?&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to bite the hands of the person who gave you a solution to hunger?&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to make a problem for yourself when you said you had enough of it?&lt;br /&gt;why cant you just be contented of what is given to you?&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to make it hard for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to doubt?&lt;br /&gt;why cant you settle for the things that come your way?&lt;br /&gt;why do you have to complicate it Plhong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because hes giving reasons to doubt him?&lt;br /&gt;because he gives me reasons to ask for more..&lt;br /&gt;because he is special..&lt;br /&gt;because i dont want to be hurt again..&lt;br /&gt;because i dont want to lose him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is crying..&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are ok..&lt;br /&gt;its like being squeezed and punched and stabbed but still beating and pumping - non stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R1-OnmnC_aI/AAAAAAAAALY/NRI1LTCHVWs/s1600-h/IMG_4477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R1-OnmnC_aI/AAAAAAAAALY/NRI1LTCHVWs/s320/IMG_4477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142986110510759330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything is so ironic..&lt;br /&gt;when everything is so unsure..&lt;br /&gt;when everything is a blur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will you give me rest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-6052995965530878850?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/6052995965530878850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=6052995965530878850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/6052995965530878850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/6052995965530878850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-you-do-not-know-wont-hurt-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R1-OnmnC_aI/AAAAAAAAALY/NRI1LTCHVWs/s72-c/IMG_4477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-2890015128892112229</id><published>2007-12-09T16:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T23:35:55.665-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been one hell of a ride..&lt;br /&gt;ill be joining a group exhibit in Iligan City by the way..&lt;br /&gt;some time in December..&lt;br /&gt;the preparation was like - crazy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood..&lt;br /&gt;(i got glass cut)&lt;br /&gt;sweat..&lt;br /&gt;and almost tears..&lt;br /&gt;plus stress and a couple of sleepless nights..&lt;br /&gt;finally..&lt;br /&gt;its almost done..&lt;br /&gt;(now back to school for me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee..&lt;br /&gt;ill keep you posted with the details..&lt;br /&gt;(that is, if anyone is a regular here.. i doubt though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now..&lt;br /&gt;for the title of my artworks..&lt;br /&gt;this'll be tough..&lt;br /&gt;darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your day ahead..&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R1yDn2nC_ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fNL5p2-NByo/s1600-h/IMG_4438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R1yDn2nC_ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fNL5p2-NByo/s320/IMG_4438.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142129595247689106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-2890015128892112229?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/2890015128892112229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=2890015128892112229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2890015128892112229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2890015128892112229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/12/it-has-been-one-hell-of-ride.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R1yDn2nC_ZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/fNL5p2-NByo/s72-c/IMG_4438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-6076527058334023963</id><published>2007-11-26T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T19:33:08.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ive been "busy" the past days..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;with what?&lt;br /&gt;with stuff..&lt;br /&gt;with thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;with people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at Backyard last friday with Borgy, Patrick, Michael a.k.a. Mhike, Greg and Jason..&lt;br /&gt;and Marlone (it was unexpected.. but yeah.. i was glad to see Him that night)..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uFSYAVORI/AAAAAAAAAJY/A2TW_lOF9U8/s1600-h/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+borgy+and+greg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uFSYAVORI/AAAAAAAAAJY/A2TW_lOF9U8/s320/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+borgy+and+greg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137346350674163986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's Borgy and Greg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uFpYAVOSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EFVnnk1QskY/s1600-h/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+jason+and+michael.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uFpYAVOSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/EFVnnk1QskY/s320/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+jason+and+michael.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137346745811155234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uF6oAVOTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wtC3_N9Xsz8/s1600-h/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+pat+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uF6oAVOTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wtC3_N9Xsz8/s320/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+pat+and+me.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137347042163898674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course..&lt;br /&gt;last but not the least..&lt;br /&gt;Pat and me..&lt;br /&gt;Marlone?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;(la na sya ka apas. lowbat na ang cam.. pero u know Marlone.. hehehe.. no need for a picture..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another night to remember..&lt;br /&gt;(kaw man gud!)&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was home the whole of saturday..&lt;br /&gt;HANG OVER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;aaah!!&lt;br /&gt;and i was so bulingit the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;trying to read GOSSIP GIRL Prequel and Sex with The Ex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uIF4AVOVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yAj6RbNiMyM/s1600-h/sa+balay+-+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uIF4AVOVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/yAj6RbNiMyM/s320/sa+balay+-+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137349434460682578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uH6oAVOUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xmFnEUXDTAc/s1600-h/sa+balay+-+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uH6oAVOUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xmFnEUXDTAc/s320/sa+balay+-+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137349241187154242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my head hurt too bad so i stop..&lt;br /&gt;(Leeeerd.. grabeh ko ka bulingit.. walay hilamos.. hahaha.. tsk tsk tsk.. so thats me when the curtains are down.. HAHAHA..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of Saturday was history..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the day of the MAJONGERA's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go to Janno's place because it was his mom's birthday but i had a meeting..&lt;br /&gt;and i have been a regular over at Don's place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played til 3am almost..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then monday..&lt;br /&gt;after my laboratory class i went to Xsalon with Steffi, Xixa, Rhey and Camille..&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored while waiting for them to be done so i took my camera out and started taking of pictures..&lt;br /&gt;pictures like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uJvYAVOWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d85axsScACc/s1600-h/x+salon+-+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uJvYAVOWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/d85axsScACc/s320/x+salon+-+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137351246936881506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steffi getting her nails done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uKTYAVOXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/aF-LIXKwUmo/s1600-h/x+salon+-+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uKTYAVOXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/aF-LIXKwUmo/s320/x+salon+-+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137351865412172146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my silly half..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uLEoAVOYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d3Ej07EzDaU/s1600-h/x+salon+-+%2813%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uLEoAVOYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d3Ej07EzDaU/s320/x+salon+-+%2813%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137352711520729474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them?!&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uLxoAVOZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v4S6a2734KQ/s1600-h/x+salon+-+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uLxoAVOZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/v4S6a2734KQ/s320/x+salon+-+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137353484614842770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him.. OINKY ni betty..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;(sorry wala lang jud ko lingaw.. and i was hungry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;we went to Cafe de Pugon..&lt;br /&gt;and Borgy and Pat joined us after a few minutes..&lt;br /&gt;then we ate..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;we saw Greg&lt;br /&gt;we went to RER..&lt;br /&gt;then to Terryhills..&lt;br /&gt;then Majong again..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uNCoAVOaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zn-4YU12WJE/s1600-h/majong+-+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uNCoAVOaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/zn-4YU12WJE/s320/majong+-+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137354876184246690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how we do it at Lola's place..&lt;br /&gt;less noise..&lt;br /&gt;less trouble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uNv4AVOcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vwtHMzBoKIc/s1600-h/majong+-+%2812%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uNv4AVOcI/AAAAAAAAAKw/vwtHMzBoKIc/s320/majong+-+%2812%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137355653573327298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sa karaw..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;expert na ang mga bayot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uNZ4AVObI/AAAAAAAAAKo/P9IB7vnkQLo/s1600-h/majong+-+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uNZ4AVObI/AAAAAAAAAKo/P9IB7vnkQLo/s320/majong+-+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137355275616205234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si Don gakatense na..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;busy og arrange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uOY4AVOdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ePfIO3QXblI/s1600-h/majong+-+%2816%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uOY4AVOdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ePfIO3QXblI/s320/majong+-+%2816%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137356357947963858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pat?&lt;br /&gt;cge nalang.. mudaogay naka hapit.. gakafeel na nako..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uOuIAVOeI/AAAAAAAAALA/FIXeVmi1gKY/s1600-h/majong+-+%2818%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uOuIAVOeI/AAAAAAAAALA/FIXeVmi1gKY/s320/majong+-+%2818%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137356723020184034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, cam-whoring while waiting for my turn..&lt;br /&gt;(dali na mo guys.. wa pay todas dha?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uPFIAVOfI/AAAAAAAAALI/-qBRGIkTZv8/s1600-h/majong+-+%2820%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uPFIAVOfI/AAAAAAAAALI/-qBRGIkTZv8/s320/majong+-+%2820%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137357118157175282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then coffee time came..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;after Audee won, we went home na dayon coz i still have a class the next day (today!) and Greg needs to review for his Nursing Board Exams this Saturday..&lt;br /&gt;haaaay..&lt;br /&gt;lingaw kaayo mag majong..&lt;br /&gt;pawala sa stress..&lt;br /&gt;especially if u play it with people like im with..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's it for today i guess..&lt;br /&gt;im kinda sleepy and irritated..&lt;br /&gt;my brother has been scream his heart out while singing an Avril Lavigne track..&lt;br /&gt;i so wanna shoot him..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-6076527058334023963?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/6076527058334023963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=6076527058334023963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/6076527058334023963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/6076527058334023963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-been-busy-past-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/R0uFSYAVORI/AAAAAAAAAJY/A2TW_lOF9U8/s72-c/11-23-07+sa+BY+-+borgy+and+greg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-7724950907635365064</id><published>2007-11-24T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T05:39:11.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CELINE DION LYRICS - TAKING CHANCES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t know much about your life.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know much about your world, but&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to be alone tonight,&lt;br /&gt;On this planet they call earth.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You don’t know much about my past, and&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have a future figured out.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe this is going too fast.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it’s not meant to last,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But what do you say to taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing if there’s solid ground below&lt;br /&gt;Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,&lt;br /&gt;What do you say? (2x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just want to start again,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you could show me how to try,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe you could take me in,&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere underneath your skin?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do you say to taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing if there’s solid ground below&lt;br /&gt;Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,&lt;br /&gt;What do you say? (2x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And I had my heart beating down,&lt;br /&gt;But I always come back for more, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing like love to pull you up,&lt;br /&gt;When you’re laying down on the floor there.&lt;br /&gt;So talk to me, talk to me,&lt;br /&gt;Like lovers do.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah walk with me, walk with me,&lt;br /&gt;Like lovers do, like lovers do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What do you say to taking chances,&lt;br /&gt;What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing if there’s solid ground below&lt;br /&gt;Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,&lt;br /&gt;What do you say? (2x)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t know much about your life&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know much about your world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-7724950907635365064?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/7724950907635365064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=7724950907635365064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7724950907635365064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7724950907635365064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/11/celine-dion-lyrics-taking-chances-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-5660349187172941770</id><published>2007-11-17T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:21:16.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rz_Y2YAVOGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BEdV6xhOp6c/s1600-h/IMG_3346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rz_Y2YAVOGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BEdV6xhOp6c/s320/IMG_3346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134060528894031970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently reading Paolo Coelho's The Devil and Miss Prym..&lt;br /&gt;i find it interesting..&lt;br /&gt;im almost finish..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;just sharing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(damn! am i bored?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-5660349187172941770?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/5660349187172941770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=5660349187172941770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/5660349187172941770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/5660349187172941770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-currently-reading-paolo-coelhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rz_Y2YAVOGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/BEdV6xhOp6c/s72-c/IMG_3346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-4903107194456103859</id><published>2007-11-14T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:40:09.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yesterday was.. a chillaxing day for me..&lt;br /&gt;i went to school..&lt;br /&gt;i was late..&lt;br /&gt;Francis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzvk-oAVN5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jSoVZN2tm18/s1600-h/guadalupe+trek+11-04-07+-+%2842%29+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzvk-oAVN5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jSoVZN2tm18/s320/guadalupe+trek+11-04-07+-+%2842%29+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132947964860643218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats francis by the way..&lt;br /&gt;Francis invited me to watch a movie..&lt;br /&gt;so we went to Gaisano Mall and watched the John Lloyd-Bea movie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One More Chance" was a good Filipino movie..&lt;br /&gt;im not really a fan of their love team but it think i would give it a 7 out of 10..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;(if ever you decide to watch it.. make sure u watch it from the very beginning..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie..&lt;br /&gt;we ate..&lt;br /&gt;then went to buy some cloth for my school uniform..&lt;br /&gt;then after going around Cogon Market, we attended the 5:30pm mass at XU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then met up with some friends in Cafe de Pugon..&lt;br /&gt;after, like 30 mins, we decided to buy some food at YEES.. (prolong the word when you say it.. say it like ur saying "eeeew")..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;the place wasn't really that inviting..&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to buy the food and eat it somewhere else..&lt;br /&gt;we had the pancit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvpcYAVN6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/k2rwFNPb51c/s1600-h/IMG_3273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvpcYAVN6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/k2rwFNPb51c/s320/IMG_3273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132952874008262562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lumpia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvqAIAVN7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/qLFyc7cFqbk/s1600-h/IMG_3281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvqAIAVN7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/qLFyc7cFqbk/s320/IMG_3281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132953488188585906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;the proofs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvyCoAVN8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/WhgLHGO_KFc/s1600-h/IMG_3271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvyCoAVN8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/WhgLHGO_KFc/s320/IMG_3271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132962327231281090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kalma pa si Rocky.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvzBIAVN9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ipUAUUxZbcU/s1600-h/IMG_3272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvzBIAVN9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/ipUAUUxZbcU/s320/IMG_3272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132963400973105106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"si Francis poise pa kaayo.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvzboAVN-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/j1ZrPrlIifY/s1600-h/IMG_3274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzvzboAVN-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/j1ZrPrlIifY/s320/IMG_3274.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132963856239638498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tua ra Rock!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv04oAVN_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BTX8VKMda6U/s1600-h/IMG_3277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv04oAVN_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/BTX8VKMda6U/s320/IMG_3277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132965453967472626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don, calm down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see guys..&lt;br /&gt;im promoting YEES to you..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;its cheap and filling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;enough of YEES already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up early today..&lt;br /&gt;we went to school on time..&lt;br /&gt;i attended all my classes for today..&lt;br /&gt;then afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;i went to Polymedic Hospital to drop something for a friend..&lt;br /&gt;then headed home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv1qYAVOAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dWeTa33vSCU/s1600-h/IMG_3285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv1qYAVOAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/dWeTa33vSCU/s320/IMG_3285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132966308665964546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she kept me company today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv18IAVOBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lIXeDK0A7ek/s1600-h/IMG_3286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv18IAVOBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lIXeDK0A7ek/s320/IMG_3286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132966613608642578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was hungry..&lt;br /&gt;her mom abandoned her..&lt;br /&gt;so we had to bottle-feed her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv2SIAVOCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/CgLsZtOnD5M/s1600-h/IMG_3290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv2SIAVOCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/CgLsZtOnD5M/s320/IMG_3290.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132966991565764642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look at the tummy..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;then she told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv2y4AVOEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlBldpqjnzo/s1600-h/IMG_3297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv2y4AVOEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/YlBldpqjnzo/s320/IMG_3297.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132967554206480450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had to excuse herself..&lt;br /&gt;she had to pee..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv2j4AVODI/AAAAAAAAAHo/l0-SI-eAlNc/s1600-h/IMG_3295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv2j4AVODI/AAAAAAAAAHo/l0-SI-eAlNc/s320/IMG_3295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132967296508442674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so adorable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was my time to eat..&lt;br /&gt;i had pansit canton..&lt;br /&gt;and apple iced tea..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;i tried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv3poAVOFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dU3iNHpPKA4/s1600-h/IMG_3329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzv3poAVOFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/dU3iNHpPKA4/s320/IMG_3329.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132968494804318290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it seems i couldnt..&lt;br /&gt;sucks!!!&lt;br /&gt;i blogged instead..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-4903107194456103859?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/4903107194456103859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=4903107194456103859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/4903107194456103859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/4903107194456103859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzvk-oAVN5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/jSoVZN2tm18/s72-c/guadalupe+trek+11-04-07+-+%2842%29+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-2277634938273926412</id><published>2007-11-11T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:43:41.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so today..&lt;br /&gt;i have muscle pain..&lt;br /&gt;thank God i can still walk to the computer and check my mailbox..&lt;br /&gt;*whew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive tried something for the (hmmm.. not so..) first time yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;together with Meling and Cookie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzftwS1KKXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OLI9aBWBiw4/s1600-h/meling+and+cookie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzftwS1KKXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OLI9aBWBiw4/s320/meling+and+cookie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131831714356275570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went Kayaking at Nabulod (i hope im right..) River in Tagoloan, Misamis Oriental..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahh..&lt;br /&gt;Anything with water and the sun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if i only had 2 hours of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;even if i wasnt able to remove the make-up on my face from last night's "catching up on things" in Karumata, i didnt care..&lt;br /&gt;i told myself..&lt;br /&gt;i have to go..&lt;br /&gt;i must!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzfuqi1KKYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Nn2-5at3EPE/s1600-h/into+the+waters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzfuqi1KKYI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Nn2-5at3EPE/s320/into+the+waters.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131832715083655554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in to the water..&lt;br /&gt;under the heat of the sun..&lt;br /&gt;with some sun block and some vanilla-scent tanning lotion we went..&lt;br /&gt;paddling..&lt;br /&gt;and paddling..&lt;br /&gt;and some more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then our first stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfveC1KKZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LXwlb9sFaiE/s1600-h/first+stop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfveC1KKZI/AAAAAAAAAFY/LXwlb9sFaiE/s320/first+stop.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131833599846918546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(aaaah.. finally.. my thighs and back hurts)&lt;br /&gt;under a huge tree..&lt;br /&gt;we enjoyed the short chat with the wind, cool water on our feet and 3 rounds of..&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt;!!! (with a little coke)&lt;br /&gt;its was another first for me..&lt;br /&gt;but it was really good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. after the 3rd round of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfwwC1KKaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/emzoUtqGtnE/s1600-h/third+round.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfwwC1KKaI/AAAAAAAAAFg/emzoUtqGtnE/s320/third+round.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131835008596191650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we paddled a little more..&lt;br /&gt;then some more rest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfxcS1KKbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yyjIPAR2pPs/s1600-h/shroom+picking.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfxcS1KKbI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yyjIPAR2pPs/s320/shroom+picking.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131835768805403058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shroom-picking..&lt;br /&gt;(dont worry.. im not yet a convert of Meling's.. the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt; was enough for the day..)&lt;br /&gt;it was fun but short coz we had to hurry before the tide goes low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off again..&lt;br /&gt;we paddled again..&lt;br /&gt;this time in a narrow passage..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfypC1KKcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d_6hwkststY/s1600-h/amazon+river+not%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfypC1KKcI/AAAAAAAAAFw/d_6hwkststY/s320/amazon+river+not%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131837087360362946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie calls it "the safari"..&lt;br /&gt;but i thought it was more like the Amazon..&lt;br /&gt;mini Amazon River that is..&lt;br /&gt;plus minus the Anaconda..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;another round or two of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfzFC1KKdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cmrAwdOO45Y/s1600-h/another+round..+one+for+the+road...JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzfzFC1KKdI/AAAAAAAAAF4/cmrAwdOO45Y/s320/another+round..+one+for+the+road...JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131837568396700114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that..&lt;br /&gt;we paddled again..&lt;br /&gt;and reached a muddy dead end..&lt;br /&gt;(hmmm.. we thought)&lt;br /&gt;but theres no way we are going back..&lt;br /&gt;so what we did..&lt;br /&gt;we carried the the kayaks (my back! OUCH!) in to a little shortcut back to the sea shore..&lt;br /&gt;the sand wasnt that friendly..&lt;br /&gt;it almost fried our feet..&lt;br /&gt;but we cant tiptoe our way..&lt;br /&gt;we had to run..&lt;br /&gt;run even if the kayak was heavier than me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we paddled back to the starting line..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we rested..&lt;br /&gt;bathed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.. rested my back..&lt;br /&gt;aaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;the water and the sun..&lt;br /&gt;perfect combination..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was chow time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzf0eC1KKeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/snkoS36-KxA/s1600-h/chow+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzf0eC1KKeI/AAAAAAAAAGA/snkoS36-KxA/s320/chow+time.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131839097405057506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM!&lt;br /&gt;pork and cabbage..&lt;br /&gt;and some mechado..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;(more rice please.. i was really hungry.. and meling too..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzf1ci1KKgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QztEyIqPn9k/s1600-h/and+meling+too.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzf1ci1KKgI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/QztEyIqPn9k/s320/and+meling+too.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131840171146881538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;we finished the last of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzf1AS1KKfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MOkk02ugsuw/s1600-h/one+for+the+road.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rzf1AS1KKfI/AAAAAAAAAGI/MOkk02ugsuw/s320/one+for+the+road.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131839685815577074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"one for the road, ling!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee..&lt;br /&gt;it was one hell of a day..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;it was worth all the pain..&lt;br /&gt;for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TUBA&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;and the never ending paddling..&lt;br /&gt;for the sun..&lt;br /&gt;and for my tan..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to do this again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-2277634938273926412?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/2277634938273926412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=2277634938273926412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2277634938273926412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2277634938273926412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-so-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RzftwS1KKXI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OLI9aBWBiw4/s72-c/meling+and+cookie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-3198472828769816718</id><published>2007-11-01T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T05:17:35.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. How's your life lately?&lt;br /&gt;- bitter-bitter-sweet.. yeah.. i think.. full of "wishful thinkings" and "what ifs" and "blahs".. i hate it.. i want to get away.. so badly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When was the last time you went out?&lt;br /&gt;- last tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 . What was the last movie you saw?&lt;br /&gt;- apat dapat. dapat apat (lol) with francis.. funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 . The last place you went?&lt;br /&gt;- humbaan ni aling violi.. i love-hate that place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;- super duper mega uber.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What made you smile today?&lt;br /&gt;- *blank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Are you scared to fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;- no. but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever thought you were in love?&lt;br /&gt;- i think i was.. i hope i will be.. maskin kapoy.. maskin samok.. chada man japon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your status right now?&lt;br /&gt;- single?! (hahaha.. feeing kaayo ko..) SINGLE! since birth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.. but nevermind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What were you doing this morning at 7 am?&lt;br /&gt;- snoring or probably checking my phone for messages..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 . What were you doing this morning at 10 am?&lt;br /&gt;- tulog pa japon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Name a country you want to visit?&lt;br /&gt;- Italy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you have a tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;- wala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 . What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;- letchon manok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 . Last thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;- water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Last text message received?&lt;br /&gt;- natanggap na namin ang iyong request.. (hahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you have a nick name?&lt;br /&gt;- yup. . its Plhong or Plhong2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Things you have to do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;- turn on the computer.. eat.. sleep.. look at the mirror.. stare at myself for a while.. be paranoid.. breatheeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 . Are you a type of person who easily gets hurt?&lt;br /&gt;- im the type of person who tries not to get easily hurt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 . The last thing you said to one of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;- mai.. lets run away.. gakabuang nako diri sa among balay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Rate your day 1-10.&lt;br /&gt;- -1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23 . Did anything exciting happen today?&lt;br /&gt;- ziltch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Type something that is on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;- run away with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 . How many things in your past do you regret?&lt;br /&gt;- i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you have a best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- daghan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What DID you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;- marine biologist.. dream on.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 . What DO you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;- a wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 . Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;- yes. and i think i will again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you like your life?&lt;br /&gt;- fair enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Has one of your friends ever stabbed you in the back?&lt;br /&gt;- unfortunately yes.. but its cool..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you have more friends that are girls or boys?&lt;br /&gt;- gays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How long have you had friendster?&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you ever skipped school?&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha.. yep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-3198472828769816718?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/3198472828769816718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=3198472828769816718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/3198472828769816718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/3198472828769816718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-3649296445136328136</id><published>2007-10-28T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T06:55:32.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>song of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong Enough by Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I feel like hell tonight&lt;br /&gt;Tears of rage I cannot fight&lt;br /&gt;I’d be the last to help you understand&lt;br /&gt;Are you strong enough to be my man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s true and nothing’s right&lt;br /&gt;So let me be alone tonight&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can’t change the way I am&lt;br /&gt;Are you strong enough to be my man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me&lt;br /&gt;I promise I’ll believe&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me&lt;br /&gt;But please don’t leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a face I cannot show&lt;br /&gt;I make the rules up as I go&lt;br /&gt;It’s try and love me if you can&lt;br /&gt;Are you strong enough to be my man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I’ve shown you that I just don’t care&lt;br /&gt;When I’m throwing punches in the air&lt;br /&gt;When I’m broken down and I can’t stand&lt;br /&gt;Will you be strong enough to be my man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me&lt;br /&gt;I promise I’ll believe&lt;br /&gt;Lie to me&lt;br /&gt;But please don’t leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RySUJUI3mwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7g9IWRdOJS4/s1600-h/IMG_1281+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RySUJUI3mwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7g9IWRdOJS4/s320/IMG_1281+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126385163600108290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-3649296445136328136?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/3649296445136328136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=3649296445136328136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/3649296445136328136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/3649296445136328136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/10/song-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RySUJUI3mwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/7g9IWRdOJS4/s72-c/IMG_1281+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-2150291827424530714</id><published>2007-10-17T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T13:39:48.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im hungry..&lt;br /&gt;for his lips..&lt;br /&gt;for another kiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could not sleep..&lt;br /&gt;because the moment keeps on waking me up..&lt;br /&gt;like a strong earthquake rocking my bed..&lt;br /&gt;and my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am again, caught,  unguarded - but safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RxZyEIe9YQI/AAAAAAAAADs/HZQV2QO-bms/s1600-h/IMG_4548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RxZyEIe9YQI/AAAAAAAAADs/HZQV2QO-bms/s320/IMG_4548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122407041502896386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 17, 2007 | 2:12 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-2150291827424530714?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/2150291827424530714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=2150291827424530714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2150291827424530714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2150291827424530714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-hungry.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RxZyEIe9YQI/AAAAAAAAADs/HZQV2QO-bms/s72-c/IMG_4548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-591948765965791820</id><published>2007-09-25T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T13:17:54.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RvlsuIe9YPI/AAAAAAAAADk/dgdGdfVPX9s/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RvlsuIe9YPI/AAAAAAAAADk/dgdGdfVPX9s/s320/IMG_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114238391663026418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that im done with work..&lt;br /&gt;and i feel that i need a good vacation..&lt;br /&gt;with a friend will do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still have no money..&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dreaming of Camiguin..&lt;br /&gt;or any white sand beach..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-591948765965791820?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/591948765965791820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=591948765965791820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/591948765965791820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/591948765965791820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-that-im-done-with-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RvlsuIe9YPI/AAAAAAAAADk/dgdGdfVPX9s/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-2041227172551421037</id><published>2007-09-20T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T11:25:42.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im down with a flu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i experience bangungot?&lt;br /&gt;astral projection?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive never been so scared in my life..&lt;br /&gt;only this very moment..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-2041227172551421037?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/2041227172551421037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=2041227172551421037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2041227172551421037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2041227172551421037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-down-with-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-712352462329451080</id><published>2007-09-10T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:39:03.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>from somebody&lt;br /&gt;(im bored again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. on your last birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i was with my gay friends.. i was drunk.. i had a good time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stayed at home.. woke up around 4pm.. had spanish sardines for my "breakfast" (aaah.. im craving for it again..) then pancit canton for "lunch"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- stayed home.. i think i was working.. i forgot nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Last Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i was wide awake and alone in my room. i almost cried..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Last New year's eve?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- with my family feasting  with the letchon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Last Valentine's day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- singles' night out at the creek..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- fried sardines with taosi (555)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Thing you drank?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Thing you wore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cropped pants and white sleeveless from yesterday (wala ko naligo today kai nag ulana tugnaw kaayo. hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Last place you went to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 12 21 nazareth.. festival walk.. nag moni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Last person you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my dad?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Last person u talked to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Last person you've sent a msg on friendster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- johnny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Last song you heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unfaithful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Right this VERY SECOND what are you eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- wala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ropped pants and white sleeveless from yesterday nga! hih!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Any shoes on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Listening to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Talking to anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you a vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- im planning to go vegetarian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Are you artistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you write poems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- hmmm.. perhaps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of girlfriend/boyfriend are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ill probably be the best ul ever have..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Finish this sentence: If I could be anyone in the world for a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ill definitely be Oprah Winfrey.. why? shes my idol.. and i would want to feel the feeling of making less fortunate people happy.. sharing what i have.. enjoying what i do best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The one thing you do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- surf the net..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Best thing in the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- doing what you love to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Whats the best advice that someone has given to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- its ok to be urself..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-712352462329451080?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/712352462329451080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=712352462329451080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/712352462329451080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/712352462329451080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/09/from-somebody-im-bored-again-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-7178550264019307593</id><published>2007-08-31T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:40:44.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just woke up..&lt;br /&gt;im waiting for something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from Amalia Misa / Friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A is for age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 and happy about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. B is for beer of choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red horse para dali ma hubog.. pero im not really a beer person.. hard drinker ko.. weeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. C is for what you can't wait for right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to reach 40k.. huhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. D is for your dog's name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;husky the askal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. E is for essential item you use everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lord.. daghan.. make up, clothes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. F is for favorite TV show at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPRAH.. i wanna be like her.. hehehe.. im a fan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. G is for favorite game:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. H is for Home town:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I is for instruments you play:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camera! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. J is for favorite juice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pineapple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. K is for whose butt you'd like to kick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. L is for last food you ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butter na flavor na popcorn na wala nako na hurot na gi hurot sa akong papa na naulit ko.. grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. M is for marriage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. N is for your name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plong, flong, plhong, phlong, plhongers, daghan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. O is for overnight hospital stays:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. P is for people you can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa? xa man gahatag allowance.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Q is for quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later na..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. R is for Biggest Regret:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. S is for status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately/fortunatley single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. T is for time you woke up today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:47 pm.. sorry.. had a long week last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. U is for underwear you have on now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huh? the usual.. color? white..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. V is for vegetable you love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love veggieeeees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. W is for worst habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping? or getting stuck in the int&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. X is for x-rays you've had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant remember na.. i was hubakon then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Y is for yummy food you ate today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala pa.. hmmm.. adobo later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Z is for the zodiac sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aquarius..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-7178550264019307593?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/7178550264019307593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=7178550264019307593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7178550264019307593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7178550264019307593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-4023720787712519732</id><published>2007-08-25T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T22:50:19.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. What would you do if you received a long love letter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open it excitedly and hoping to cry.. (hahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Describe your crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asa sa ila? hahaha.. joke.. wala koy crush..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do you text message alot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung naay load and if unli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Whats your favorite color(s)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROYGBIV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you prefer to sleep or talk to a friend when it gets boring in class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own world.. lisud na makasaban sa maistra.. pero pwede japon mag tabi.. tabi or kuris2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. One thing that you like about your house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything.. kaso gubot lang karon.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Rudest thing you have done to your teacher?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked back.. only because i know i have the right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. last song u downloaded?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samson by regina spektor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Which part of your body is itchy and aching now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akong kilid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. If you can have a choice, would you prefer to be friends or attached with someone you love now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attached of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. In one word, describe your day&lt;br /&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gloomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What website(s) have you opened?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deviantart, friendster, youtube, google and blogspot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What song are you listening to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. The latest news you've received?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are going to dumaguete in 3 weeks.. woohooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. What can't you live without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make up and camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Who can't you live withOut?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family and friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. What do people think when they first meet you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arti.. (gwapa daw.. hahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. What was the last book you bought?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. shet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. Excited ka ba sa birthday mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaayo.. chada unta ako gift.. haaaay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-4023720787712519732?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/4023720787712519732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=4023720787712519732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/4023720787712519732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/4023720787712519732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/08/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-4892089772612938620</id><published>2007-08-24T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T07:43:10.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taking a break from work..&lt;br /&gt;just a quick "survey"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33 of the MOST Spontaneous Questions Ever&lt;br /&gt;BE HONEST&lt;br /&gt;from Steffi Seoul Dalman/Friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What do you want for your Birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;an all expense paid trip to Thailand or Hong Kong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who will be your next kiss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i still have to have my first! hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When was the last time you went to the mall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;last sunday with Steffi, Yuri, Chrissy and Burong.. we watched A Love Story.. twas ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are you wearing socks right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When was the last time you went out of town?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;3 weeks ago..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you been to the movies in the last 5 days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i think so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was the last thing you had to drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are you wearing right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;green short2 pants and a blue big2x tshirt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your last purchase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Hot dog on bun, V-cut, C2 iced tea and Gatorade..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.What was the Last food you ate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;fried egg, bulad and rice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Who would be the person you would call if you were up in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;JM/Jomic/Madess!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you bought any clothing items in the last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i wish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. do you have a pet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last sporting event you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;badminton on tv.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you could be anywhere right now, where would you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ireland..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. One thing you hate about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;too lazy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What's your favorite soup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sinigang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Do you miss anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yeah.. so badly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Last play you saw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i cant remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What are your plans for the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;meet friends later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Last person you msg'd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Yuri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Ever go to camp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;maybe soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Are you an honor roll student in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hahaha.. i hope to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you know about the (your) future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;im gonna be rich and travel the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you wearing any perfume or cologne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;nope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Where are your best friends located?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;cdo, cebu, manila and taiwan (bigatin si kiko eh) and Amsterdam (si ron!) and Australia of course ( si banoy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What grade are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;4th year in college..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How old do you want to be when you have kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;hahaha.. next question please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Who was the last person who made you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;JM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you have any tattoos or piercings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ears..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who makes you smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;my friends.. and John Jonayon.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How do you like your soda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;enough to freeze my brain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you like hot sauce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;YEP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;34. How do you look like now? (post a picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rs_LwMnLx5I/AAAAAAAAADc/bIhBr9NRzPE/s1600-h/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rs_LwMnLx5I/AAAAAAAAADc/bIhBr9NRzPE/s320/111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102520931713795986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;this is me now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-4892089772612938620?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rs_LwMnLx5I/AAAAAAAAADc/bIhBr9NRzPE/s72-c/111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-7862425611177906595</id><published>2007-08-06T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T00:15:20.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i grown so predictable?&lt;br /&gt;that people would take me easily because they know i can forgive them after a deep breath?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-7862425611177906595?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/7862425611177906595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>gi sapot ko..&lt;br /&gt;sa akong parents..&lt;br /&gt;they always have a CHOICE!&lt;br /&gt;i hate to hear them argue and say nasty things to each other..&lt;br /&gt;they always have a fucking CHOICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i even wasting my time about them?&lt;br /&gt;wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;bad trip eh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-1463289260124331771?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/1463289260124331771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=1463289260124331771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1463289260124331771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1463289260124331771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/07/gi-sapot-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-6125363806040461907</id><published>2007-07-08T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T02:42:19.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i received a very empowering text message from a friend today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gays &lt;homosexuals in&lt;br /&gt;general&gt; are amongst the&lt;br /&gt;most COURAGEOUS&lt;br /&gt;persons on earth. they&lt;br /&gt;have braved the Worst of&lt;br /&gt;rejections; from family, to&lt;br /&gt;society to most of all ,&lt;br /&gt;LOVED ones. amids all the&lt;br /&gt;stone-to-death-screams&lt;br /&gt;of "FAGGOTS!" , they still&lt;br /&gt;survive to be the best in&lt;br /&gt;almost all fields and&lt;br /&gt;genres. and they are&lt;br /&gt;multipying exponentially to&lt;br /&gt;paint a better picture of the&lt;br /&gt;world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im proud to be one. =D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-6125363806040461907?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/6125363806040461907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RonyGNRhSeI/AAAAAAAAADU/JcdwWnlZN3s/s1600-h/kghghjg.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;just random doodles from my cellphone..&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought of sharing..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RonyGNRhSeI/AAAAAAAAADU/JcdwWnlZN3s/s1600-h/kghghjg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/RonyGNRhSeI/AAAAAAAAADU/JcdwWnlZN3s/s320/kghghjg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082859842920597986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-7243961339393933902</id><published>2007-06-28T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T03:46:10.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOTE : ill try to be as objective as i can even if i am full of rage at the moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so disappointed (once again)..&lt;br /&gt;disappointed because people still take advantage of art and artists - like me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a growing artist..&lt;br /&gt;i can say that i am very hard working..&lt;br /&gt;i never say no to work offered to me unless theres a conflict with the schedule..&lt;br /&gt;i give everybody a chance..&lt;br /&gt;i always do my best to please my clients..&lt;br /&gt;but once again..&lt;br /&gt;i am a victim..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but let karma take its course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever you have experience what ive just experience..&lt;br /&gt;i feel for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what ive learned from this is..&lt;br /&gt;friends are friends..&lt;br /&gt;but business is business..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.&lt;br /&gt;sorry..&lt;br /&gt;if i got carried away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-7243961339393933902?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/7243961339393933902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=7243961339393933902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7243961339393933902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7243961339393933902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/note-ill-try-to-be-as-objective-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-2588021721356029055</id><published>2007-06-27T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T07:42:04.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dentists are our conscience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i paid my dentist a visit yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;i complained about my teeth grinding activity while asleep..&lt;br /&gt;about the pain im feeling on the left side of my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;he then told me that i was probably over eating..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;you dont need to remind me doc..&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was probably over using the left side of my mouth..&lt;br /&gt;so now i am letting the right side do all the chewing..&lt;br /&gt;tough..&lt;br /&gt;but yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-2588021721356029055?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/2588021721356029055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=2588021721356029055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2588021721356029055'/><link rel='self' 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial, Arial, Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.healingwithwisdom.com/_themes/striveangels/strive_51.gif" height="7" width="376" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial, Arial, Helvetica;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial, Arial, Helvetica;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial, Arial, Helvetica;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial, Arial, Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;                            Associated Emotional/Personality Traits&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Research for this section taken from &lt;i&gt;Losing Your Pounds of Pain&lt;/i&gt; by Doreen Virtue, Ph.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Chocolate candy bars, plain--You desire stimulation, or feel deprived of love (desire for romance)&lt;br /&gt;2. Crunchy chocolate--You feel frustrated, anxious or angry (tension or  lack of love)&lt;br /&gt;3. Chocolate ice cream--You feel depressed, difficulty in relationships&lt;br /&gt;4. Chocolate chip, crunchy chocolate ice cream--You’re holding in anger, depression&lt;br /&gt;5. Mint chocolate chip ice cream--You feel lethargic and frustrated (too much responsibilities—no time or motivation)&lt;br /&gt;6. Chocolate pudding--You desire comfort, nurturing or hugs.&lt;br /&gt;7. Chocolate cake --You feel empty, insecure, possibly from lack of love&lt;br /&gt;8. Hot chocolate--You’ve saved up hurt feelings throughout the day and now want to ease your ego so you can sleep&lt;br /&gt;9. Crunchy, high-fat foods--You feel empty b/c of frustration or anger (fried chicken, chips, fries)&lt;br /&gt;10. Spicy foods topped with dairy products (pizza)--You feel depressed b/c life seems dull&lt;br /&gt;11. Dairy products --You feel depressed or unloved; you desire nurturing and comfort&lt;br /&gt;12. Baked goods, pastries --You feel tense and really need to relax-life is empty&lt;br /&gt;13. Crunchy foods topped with dairy products --You’re holding in anger, and/or frustration&lt;br /&gt;   14. Sugary sweets --You want to feel energetic, or to overcome burnout&lt;br /&gt;15. Colas--You feel overwhelmed by work or chores; you want to have more energy; you’d also like to feel more sexual energy, combating internal stress&lt;br /&gt;16. Hamburgers and other high fat foods --You feel empty or dissatisfied with some aspects of life; may also feel insecure or inadequate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***The following is taken from &lt;i&gt;The Care and Feeding of Indigo Children&lt;/i&gt; by Doreen Virtue, Ph.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Beer--Desire to shut out anxiety. Wanting more love, fun, and appreciation&lt;br /&gt;18. Cereal and other Breakfast Foods--Procrastination, avoiding starting the day&lt;br /&gt;19. Cheese (sharp)--feeling exhausted and drained, weariness&lt;br /&gt;20. Coffee--burnout, resentment or dissapointment with your job&lt;br /&gt;21. French fries--feeling insecure or empty&lt;br /&gt;22. Ice cream--trying to soothe and renew oneself due to depression&lt;br /&gt;23. Nuts--too much stress, not enough fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;Physically Based Cravings: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tryptophan—proteins—creates brain chemical serotonin&lt;br /&gt;(When serotonin is depleted, the body signals include carbohydrate cravings, mood swings, irritability, fatigue, insomnia and a decreased desire for sex.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; B vitamins—depleted by “junk food”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Vitamin C—low levels will create craving for salad, tomatoes, or other fruits and vegetables&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Magnesium deficiency—low levels will create craving for chocholate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;source: http://www.healingwithwisdom.com/cravings.html&lt;br /&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/33387439-1775170495404642294?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/1775170495404642294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=1775170495404642294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1775170495404642294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1775170495404642294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-you-stress-eater-food-associated.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-5569436311102768809</id><published>2007-06-25T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T07:57:59.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel fever-free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my tooth aches or my gums or my jaw..&lt;br /&gt;my mouth in general..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before you think of anything nasty about me..&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;i havent done it for a long time..&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;(maybe thats the reason huh?! kidding!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;im blaming it all to stress..&lt;br /&gt;im grinding my teeth when im asleep..&lt;br /&gt;so i asked mr google this morning and he told me im subconsciously/unconsciously stressed..&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;br /&gt;so im paying my doctor a visit tomorrow before i lose my teeth..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;if u have the same problem..&lt;br /&gt;better consult urs ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-5569436311102768809?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/5569436311102768809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=5569436311102768809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/5569436311102768809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/5569436311102768809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-feel-fever-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-3490536959891025717</id><published>2007-06-23T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T19:54:36.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i was home alone last night..&lt;br /&gt;i was under my sheets while the guys partied..&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up around 10am today..&lt;br /&gt;water therapy still on going..&lt;br /&gt;the hot soup probably helped..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouch!&lt;br /&gt;my right ear hurts..&lt;br /&gt;aaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;whats happening to me..&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-3490536959891025717?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/3490536959891025717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=3490536959891025717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/3490536959891025717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/3490536959891025717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-i-was-home-alone-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-1583114718031539660</id><published>2007-06-23T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T00:33:05.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not feeling well today..&lt;br /&gt;my body probably miss Zola's Tantico..&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;im going out anyway..&lt;br /&gt;hope the night will heal me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make way smog, traffic and alcohol!!!&lt;br /&gt;im gonna inhale you..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-1583114718031539660?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-1465522880655014359</id><published>2007-06-22T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T01:35:26.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it feels like 5pm now..&lt;br /&gt;i dunno..&lt;br /&gt;im too full to check my cellphone for the time..&lt;br /&gt;i just had home grown apple mangoes, home made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ginamos &lt;/span&gt;and home cooked bite size hotdog (i just had to put that in.. hahaha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ive been sober..&lt;br /&gt;for the last 1, 2, ummm more than 100 hours (it sounds longer.. hehehe..)&lt;br /&gt;the last time i went out was last friday..&lt;br /&gt;the last amount i spent was on a 80 pesos pressed powder..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i somehow miss going out but its still good to be a home buddy once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;free from the smog..&lt;br /&gt;traffic..&lt;br /&gt;free from the tempting food of Mandarin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe tomorrow!?&lt;br /&gt;i cant even tell..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-1465522880655014359?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/1465522880655014359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=1465522880655014359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1465522880655014359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1465522880655014359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/it-feels-like-5pm-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-1516891400667798510</id><published>2007-06-21T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T23:37:13.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/map-v1.0?pabaaabaaaaaaaaaaaapaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaapaaaataaaaaaacaaadaaaaaaaaalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa8812" title="Lakbayan Visited Map" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;margin-top:5px;" src="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan/grade-d" title="Lakbayan Grade: D" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Lakbayan grade is D!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How much of the Philippines have you visited? Find out at&lt;a href="http://forge.codedgraphic.com/lakbayan"&gt;Lakbayan&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;cite style="font-size:85%"&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://vaes9.codedgraphic.com"&gt;Eugene Villar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-1516891400667798510?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/1516891400667798510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=1516891400667798510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1516891400667798510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1516891400667798510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-lakbayan-grade-is-d-how-much-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-8253822358036300102</id><published>2007-06-20T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:36:12.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am allergic to eating chicken and "occasional" drinking..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;seriously..&lt;br /&gt;i get rashes when i eat chicken..&lt;br /&gt;when i drink, i bloat..&lt;br /&gt;but why cant i resist them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats one of the questions that need not be answered..&lt;br /&gt;or may be its as simple as "LAMI MAN BEH!" or "I WANT TO BE FAT AND SCALY !" (unconsciously? shit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. there is no moral lesson if your looking for one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a great Thursday morning!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gloomy and cool..&lt;br /&gt;at last the heat of the sun didn't wake me up!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-8253822358036300102?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/8253822358036300102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=8253822358036300102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/8253822358036300102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rnkjp8WvEdI/AAAAAAAAACM/dQc53-5RPOE/s1600-h/285329056l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rnkjp8WvEdI/AAAAAAAAACM/dQc53-5RPOE/s320/285329056l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078129258320040402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just a funny thought :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i miss crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&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/33387439-2413441466297011674?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/2413441466297011674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=2413441466297011674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2413441466297011674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/2413441466297011674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-funny-thought-i-miss-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rnkjp8WvEdI/AAAAAAAAACM/dQc53-5RPOE/s72-c/285329056l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-7118650188317568505</id><published>2007-06-19T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T19:05:37.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deleting a thousand messages from my other yahoo mail account..&lt;br /&gt;have not shave for like 4 days..&lt;br /&gt;have not taken a bath for the past 24 hours..&lt;br /&gt;thank God i have no cravings for salty food..&lt;br /&gt;the Oprah show last night told me that craving for salty food means you are stressed..&lt;br /&gt;still could not find the link from her website..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still deleting..&lt;br /&gt;900 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i opened yahoo.com today..&lt;br /&gt;there was a review of Evan Almighty..&lt;br /&gt;its probably connected to Bruce Almighty..&lt;br /&gt;if im not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;he was the reporter then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes taking the lead now..&lt;br /&gt;of course..&lt;br /&gt;with "God" still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny when i saw the trailer..&lt;br /&gt;maybe soon will have a second great flood..&lt;br /&gt;like in the bible..&lt;br /&gt;when Noah made the ark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did God know about Global Warming then?&lt;br /&gt;when he said that it was the first and the last time hes going to cover the whole world with water..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;i hope my memory is still correct..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the news last night..&lt;br /&gt;over population is a contributing factor to global warming..&lt;br /&gt;makes a lot of sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only we make it to our advantage..&lt;br /&gt;over population won't really be a problem then..&lt;br /&gt;tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to Beyonce..&lt;br /&gt;and have hard cough now..&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im experiencing withdrawal syndrome..&lt;br /&gt;i probably miss the polluted city..&lt;br /&gt;been a home buddy since saturday..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-7118650188317568505?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/7118650188317568505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=7118650188317568505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/7118650188317568505'/><link rel='self' 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dinner..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its been a while..&lt;br /&gt;im wondering who is keeping track?!&lt;br /&gt;but ive been having the best times of my life the past weeks..&lt;br /&gt;meeting new people..&lt;br /&gt;exploring new places..&lt;br /&gt;and when ever theres a body of water..&lt;br /&gt;i take a dip..&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;time flies so fast when your having fun..&lt;br /&gt;its a cliche..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;paper works, assignments and long exams are waiting for me..&lt;br /&gt;just around the corner..&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i can sense it already..&lt;br /&gt;for sure..&lt;br /&gt;ill be looking forward for the next long break..&lt;br /&gt;i will miss sleeping til 1 pm..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rlr7mmAlAhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2YflIjgrPwI/s1600-h/karumata+days+again+-+%2824%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rlr7mmAlAhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2YflIjgrPwI/s320/karumata+days+again+-+%2824%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069640971015488018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will surely miss Ms. Zola and here bottles..&lt;br /&gt;see you on weekends zol?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;been a fun summer..&lt;br /&gt;making sure every day is savored..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-4882782299794315945?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/4882782299794315945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=4882782299794315945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/4882782299794315945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/4882782299794315945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wonder-how-it-is-to-be-chicken.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rlr7mmAlAhI/AAAAAAAAAAo/2YflIjgrPwI/s72-c/karumata+days+again+-+%2824%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-5014076440715793141</id><published>2007-01-31T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:14:00.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am : wondering&lt;br /&gt;about : a word&lt;br /&gt;what word :  contentment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where can i buy one?&lt;br /&gt;how much does it cost?&lt;br /&gt;will i find it somewhere in my messy room?&lt;br /&gt;or in one of the corners of my house?&lt;br /&gt;in the wet market?&lt;br /&gt;in the department store?&lt;br /&gt;which section?&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH DOES IT COST???!!!&lt;br /&gt;is it in ebay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when can i buy one?&lt;br /&gt;later?&lt;br /&gt;in a minute?&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;next week?&lt;br /&gt;in a month?&lt;br /&gt;a year maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom can i buy it from?&lt;br /&gt;you?&lt;br /&gt;me?&lt;br /&gt;my mom?&lt;br /&gt;my dad?&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanay&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can somebody help me answer the question?&lt;br /&gt;i so badly need a dose of contentment..&lt;br /&gt;or an over dose of it..&lt;br /&gt;so badly..&lt;br /&gt;so desperately..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-5014076440715793141?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/5014076440715793141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rb7DL6m8HpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Wog5a726bQ/s1600-h/09+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/Rb7DL6m8HpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/1Wog5a726bQ/s320/09+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025668843670609554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mood : (sumkinda) EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;im going out today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;me and my G friends are going window shopping and shoe hunting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;we are planning to conquer the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;ukay - ukay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt; too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;im hoping for a little food trip too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;so yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;im taking a break today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;more works for tomorrow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;more time here and around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;and my birthday is coming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;i hope ill be fucking wasted by that time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;and then after that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;a week maybe in Iligan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;more projects i hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;see you around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-4343742852560808791?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/4343742852560808791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-1494404039230119138</id><published>2007-01-28T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T06:13:37.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>realization :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if something or someone is bogging you.. &lt;br /&gt;u can actually have options..&lt;br /&gt;one is..&lt;br /&gt;you can ignore them..&lt;br /&gt;talk to them like nothing happened..&lt;br /&gt;eventually they will surrender..&lt;br /&gt;another thing is..&lt;br /&gt;still talk to them..&lt;br /&gt;interact..&lt;br /&gt;but let them feel that ur not that interested..&lt;br /&gt;give them the i-dont-wanna-talk-about-it attitude..&lt;br /&gt;or like you have amnesia..&lt;br /&gt;eventually they will give up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will eventually realize that maybe its not meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;they may stop bogging you and find someone else to screw up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT FEEL GUILTY AT ALL..&lt;br /&gt;because your are helping them..&lt;br /&gt;they have no choice but to get back up..&lt;br /&gt;love their selves more..&lt;br /&gt;and love somebody else and be love in return..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the best thing..&lt;br /&gt;bitter maybe..&lt;br /&gt;is to tell them the truth..&lt;br /&gt;a matter of YES or NO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what ever may happen..&lt;br /&gt;just be prepared..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz only when ur losing that u can get to appreciate someone..&lt;br /&gt;coz only when u lose that u can appreciate the smallest and simpliest victory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just stayed home today..&lt;br /&gt;i was out last night..&lt;br /&gt;i miss puking on the toilet bowl..&lt;br /&gt;hearing and seeing ur waste draining down..&lt;br /&gt;loving and puking..&lt;br /&gt;after letting go the waste..&lt;br /&gt;everything feels even better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little hang over..&lt;br /&gt;bare with it..&lt;br /&gt;it will eventually go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time heals..&lt;br /&gt;let it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when God closes a door, he opens a window..&lt;br /&gt;just be patient..&lt;br /&gt;and believe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-1494404039230119138?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/1494404039230119138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=1494404039230119138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/1494404039230119138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; still haunts me..&lt;br /&gt;this phase i am in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they said i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to tell you..&lt;br /&gt;but do i really have to?&lt;br /&gt;READ ME!&lt;br /&gt;i know u have already..&lt;br /&gt;FILL ME IN..&lt;br /&gt;somehow you have..&lt;br /&gt;FEEL ME..&lt;br /&gt;more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this &lt;/span&gt;have made me selfish..&lt;br /&gt;a monster..&lt;br /&gt;but whats wrong if i want you?&lt;br /&gt;everything?&lt;br /&gt;every part of it?&lt;br /&gt;maybe..&lt;br /&gt;so what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;br /&gt;scream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; has been screaming..&lt;br /&gt;it has been helpless..&lt;br /&gt;unrest..&lt;br /&gt;disturbed..&lt;br /&gt;fucked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity it..&lt;br /&gt;i pity me..&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;this is my choice..&lt;br /&gt;if the day comes that i have to move on because u already have..&lt;br /&gt;i will cry..&lt;br /&gt;it will cry..&lt;br /&gt;but not forever..&lt;br /&gt;it will be strong again..&lt;br /&gt;stronger again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today and maybe tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;i am hoping and will be hoping..&lt;br /&gt;that it wont happen..&lt;br /&gt;that you are different..&lt;br /&gt;that we are different..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;discontentment..&lt;br /&gt;i know its human nature..&lt;br /&gt;but i say screw it!&lt;br /&gt;its killing me..&lt;br /&gt;and some one million other..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-116539482893967622?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-116480041131951956</id><published>2006-11-29T03:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T03:40:11.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my heart is screaming..&lt;br /&gt;she is having a hard time the past days..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-116480041131951956?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/116480041131951956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=116480041131951956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/116480041131951956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/116480041131951956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-heart-is-screaming_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-116462705704971093</id><published>2006-11-27T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T03:30:57.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Corinthians 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Way of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13:1&lt;/span&gt; If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, i am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; And if i have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if i have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, i am nothing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; If I give away all i have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, [1] but have not love, I gain nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; Love is patient and kind; love does not evny or boast; it is not arrogant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;it does not reject at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; love bears all things, believes all things, hope all things, endures all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; love never ends. as for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; For we know in part and we prophesy in part, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt; but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt; When i was a child, i spoke like a child, i thought like a child, i reasoned like a child. When i become a man, I gave up childish ways. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now i know in part; then i shall know fully, even as i have been fully known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13&lt;/span&gt; So now faith, hope and love abide, these three; but the greates of these&lt;br /&gt;is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-116462705704971093?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/116462705704971093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=116462705704971093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/116462705704971093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/116462705704971093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/11/1-corinthians-13-way-of-love-131-if-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-116090989958189180</id><published>2006-10-15T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T03:58:57.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>state : in the mood for writting nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gees..&lt;br /&gt;i need a good laugh..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i should take my horoscope seriously..&lt;br /&gt;it just make sense surprisingly..&lt;br /&gt;it never failed to slap me..&lt;br /&gt;but?&lt;br /&gt;theres always a "but?"..&lt;br /&gt;theres always something that is stopping me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are questions in life, about life, that will be left unanswered..&lt;br /&gt;and to those who doubt?&lt;br /&gt;who questions?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;what will happen to them?&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats one of the questions im talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im shrugging now..&lt;br /&gt;im not really sure..&lt;br /&gt;f*ck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaaah..&lt;br /&gt;im tired of this riddle..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-116090989958189180?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/116090989958189180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=116090989958189180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/116090989958189180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/116090989958189180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/10/state-in-mood-for-writting-nonsense.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-115978488421305518</id><published>2006-10-02T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T03:28:04.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>state : dreamy and blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear ________,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;you got me..&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know what to say..&lt;br /&gt;where to start..&lt;br /&gt;and how to end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i you might ask?!&lt;br /&gt;i was great..&lt;br /&gt;the weather got me today..&lt;br /&gt;im happy..&lt;br /&gt;but im just tired..&lt;br /&gt;life?&lt;br /&gt;still full of sickening drama..&lt;br /&gt;still full of foolish people minding other people's life..&lt;br /&gt;may the gods help them..&lt;br /&gt;poor unfortunate souls..&lt;br /&gt;im glad ur ok..&lt;br /&gt;im glad ur taking things positively..&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel better seeing you like that..&lt;br /&gt;keep it up..&lt;br /&gt;love?&lt;br /&gt;what about love?&lt;br /&gt;relationships?&lt;br /&gt;destiny?&lt;br /&gt;life-time partner?&lt;br /&gt;oh..&lt;br /&gt;honestly..&lt;br /&gt;even if i deny it..&lt;br /&gt;it still haunts me til this very day..&lt;br /&gt;i try to make others believe that i have no time for love..&lt;br /&gt;but who am i fooling?!&lt;br /&gt;myself!&lt;br /&gt;guess im one of those people..&lt;br /&gt;i just have no time for other people's lives..&lt;br /&gt;im busy thinking about mine and yours..&lt;br /&gt;i think thats just enough..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;im laughing now..&lt;br /&gt;im not even sure if im still making sense..&lt;br /&gt;love?&lt;br /&gt;honestly!&lt;br /&gt;im sick of searching for it..&lt;br /&gt;im so sick of waiting..&lt;br /&gt;of believing that "HE" is coming for me..&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;nothing?&lt;br /&gt;or should i still look harder?&lt;br /&gt;deeper?&lt;br /&gt;around?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-115978488421305518?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/115978488421305518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=115978488421305518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115978488421305518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115978488421305518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/10/state-dreamy-and-blank-dear-hah-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-115712866986754465</id><published>2006-09-01T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T06:19:59.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;mood : wondering / wandering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;dear self,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;back so soon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i was wandering around the net..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and i found stuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;which made me wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hmmmp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;the world has created a lot of "man eating monsters"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;am i with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;have i become a predator too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;that makes me wonder..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;funny..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;gudnyt2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-115712866986754465?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/115712866986754465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=115712866986754465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115712866986754465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115712866986754465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/09/mood-wondering-wandering-dear-self.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-115709577150655818</id><published>2006-09-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T06:21:07.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7935/3329/1600/65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7935/3329/320/65.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;mood : full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;dear self,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;im having my day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;no longer thinking of school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;perhaps tomorrow i will for the last time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i hope..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i hope not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;just had tuna-lettuce salad, a cup of rice and corned beef for my breakfast at 2:00 pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;it was tough finding a bottle of mayo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;it took me almost an hour finding one near my house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but it was all worth it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i havent taken a bath for almost three days now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i guess im back to normal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;i cant wait for my hot shower later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;32 degrees is good to the hair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;lower than 32 is way better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but i love my body so probably ill increase the temperature everynow and then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;am i laughing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;time has been so tough..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;but fair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;its allowing me to breathe again now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;more fresh air please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-115709577150655818?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/115709577150655818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=115709577150655818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115709577150655818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115709577150655818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/09/mood-full-dear-self-im-having-my-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-115668639665554773</id><published>2006-08-27T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:42:36.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mood : speechless / eager / happy / sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;its one of those days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-115668639665554773?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/115668639665554773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=115668639665554773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115668639665554773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115668639665554773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/2006/08/mood-speechless-eager-happy-sad-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Plhong Flores</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__kGlX8WZHWQ/TMVdw52DiJI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/g9RHjyGFiDI/S220/pf.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33387439.post-115661121301248678</id><published>2006-08-26T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T09:41:38.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7935/3329/1600/329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7935/3329/320/329.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mood : mixed confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear self,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; how are you?&lt;br /&gt;you've been away from me for a while..&lt;br /&gt;you should have not been away..&lt;br /&gt;you should have experience what i experienced the past days..&lt;br /&gt;it was such a "high"..&lt;br /&gt;how am i now you ask?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;im full of questions right now..&lt;br /&gt;full of ideal realizations..&lt;br /&gt;in denial..&lt;br /&gt;still feeling that i am in control..&lt;br /&gt;but i am not..&lt;br /&gt;not anymore..&lt;br /&gt;i owe reality so much that its constraining things to me now..&lt;br /&gt;i owe reality so much that it has grown cold and selfish to me now..&lt;br /&gt;and here i am again..&lt;br /&gt;writing..&lt;br /&gt;asking..&lt;br /&gt;wondering..&lt;br /&gt;blank..&lt;br /&gt;feeling lost..&lt;br /&gt;know what i want but not getting a taste of it..&lt;br /&gt;what is the moral of this?&lt;br /&gt;now you tell me..&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like my life is a meaningless work of art..&lt;br /&gt;a senseless poem..&lt;br /&gt;an ungracious dance..&lt;br /&gt;an out of tune song..&lt;br /&gt;that i am trying to fix at 21..&lt;br /&gt;dear self..&lt;br /&gt;will you promise me that you will be ok?&lt;br /&gt;that we will be able to go through this together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33387439-115661121301248678?l=throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://throughtheeyesofplhongflores.blogspot.com/feeds/115661121301248678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33387439&amp;postID=115661121301248678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33387439/posts/default/115661121301248678'/><link 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