<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:53:55.032+08:00</updated><category term='american idol 7'/><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='snowpatrol'/><category term='poem'/><category term='mistake'/><category term='list'/><category term='new chapter'/><category term='beach'/><category term='death'/><category term='song'/><category term='reality check'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='horoscope'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='goodbyes'/><category term='end'/><category term='favorite'/><category term='into yesterday'/><category term='day 1'/><category term='jenny'/><category term='girls'/><category term='pure shores'/><category term='bora'/><category term='surf&apos;s up'/><category term='grace kelly'/><category term='tonight'/><category term='homecoming'/><category term='take a bow'/><category term='sugar ray'/><category term='work'/><category term='training'/><category term='update'/><category term='allergy'/><category term='friends'/><category term='paper'/><category term='lost'/><category term='e61'/><category term='wifi'/><category term='note'/><category term='blogthings'/><category term='ends'/><category term='party'/><category term='day 2'/><category term='music'/><category term='spiderman 3'/><category term='good friday'/><category term='Phone'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='album'/><category term='boracay'/><category term='letter'/><category term='time'/><category term='beatles'/><category term='look alikes'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='countries'/><category term='josiah leming'/><category term='madonna'/><category term='bag'/><category term='all saints'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='colors'/><category term='coffee'/><category term='fun'/><category term='drew poppelreitier'/><category term='all american rejects'/><category term='sheryl crow'/><category term='day 3'/><category term='urbandub'/><category term='anna nalick'/><category term='click five'/><title type='text'>dangerous poetry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-5754512605148127721</id><published>2011-01-26T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:04:37.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2011. Make it Happen!</title><content type='html'>Hiatus is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year. New Resolution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Change is needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtrack... I've had my share or pain and joy last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As what my colleague said. Make it happen in two-oh-eleven..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on the list, the finances. So far so good. I'm getting there.. &lt;br /&gt;Next, change.. Promotion? Transfer?&lt;br /&gt;Third, health. (hate to admit but i ain't getting younger..) I need to make healthier choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed this blog.. *sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-5754512605148127721?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5754512605148127721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=5754512605148127721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5754512605148127721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5754512605148127721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011-make-it-happen.html' title='2011. Make it Happen!'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1721338121292030675</id><published>2009-05-12T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:57:14.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unfair</title><content type='html'>We came into an agreement. It was unfair to begin with. I understand. But it doesn't mean that It has to be unfair all the time. I know what I give and I know what I deserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1721338121292030675?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1721338121292030675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1721338121292030675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1721338121292030675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1721338121292030675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/unfair.html' title='Unfair'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7986321425515872566</id><published>2009-05-12T16:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:55:42.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Wait.</title><content type='html'>They say that good things come to those who wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait though I don't know if I will get something out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-7986321425515872566?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7986321425515872566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=7986321425515872566' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7986321425515872566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7986321425515872566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/wait.html' title='Wait.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-9148433687101334762</id><published>2009-05-12T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T16:49:04.631+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Summer</title><content type='html'>The long awaited season will soon be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say goodbye with regrets that I haven't spend time out in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye summer. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-9148433687101334762?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9148433687101334762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=9148433687101334762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9148433687101334762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9148433687101334762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/goodbye-summer.html' title='Goodbye Summer'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4273844176292711805</id><published>2009-05-03T18:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:00:17.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>I know it was unfair at the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are things that I will never have a chance to experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you compensate for the things that will never be there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4273844176292711805?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4273844176292711805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4273844176292711805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4273844176292711805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4273844176292711805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought...'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-2853840603528449929</id><published>2008-12-29T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:37:56.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>She is tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;suppressing&lt;/span&gt; negative feelings for such a long time. She refuses to show her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vulnerable&lt;/span&gt; sides. Its starting to eat her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wants isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be by herself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-2853840603528449929?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2853840603528449929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=2853840603528449929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2853840603528449929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2853840603528449929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/12/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7431082323014565256</id><published>2008-11-22T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:04:42.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Truth is.</title><content type='html'>She is scared to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scared of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid to confront what she feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-7431082323014565256?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7431082323014565256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=7431082323014565256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7431082323014565256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7431082323014565256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/truth-is.html' title='Truth is.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4551745220785585537</id><published>2008-11-22T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T20:55:53.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>into deep</title><content type='html'>She was into deep before she realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she continues to sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something is pulling her down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she doesn't know why but she feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It scares her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4551745220785585537?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4551745220785585537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4551745220785585537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4551745220785585537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4551745220785585537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/into-deep.html' title='into deep'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-8033822729570366523</id><published>2008-11-16T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:56:52.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>she is happy</title><content type='html'>For some unknown reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is happy and contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does wonder why but would rather enjoy the feeling than overthink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-8033822729570366523?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8033822729570366523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=8033822729570366523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8033822729570366523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8033822729570366523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-is-happy.html' title='she is happy'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4131402258582878689</id><published>2008-11-09T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:24:32.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>She didn't see it coming... again.</title><content type='html'>Traumatized by the past events...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She does not know when or where it started.&lt;br /&gt;She's still in shock.&lt;br /&gt;She does not know what to think or feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She going to the state of limbo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4131402258582878689?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4131402258582878689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4131402258582878689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4131402258582878689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4131402258582878689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-didnt-see-it-coming-again.html' title='She didn&apos;t see it coming... again.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4067691096180260458</id><published>2008-10-12T16:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:40:23.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new chapter'/><title type='text'>Open. New Chapter.</title><content type='html'>The Update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things has happened. Some things has to end. New things has to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SMB has moved to a new building in RCBC. Anna has also moved on to a different position. She was promoted as SMB QA. Some people will be leaving. Also found  a new motivation to keep my stats up to bat. There's also the messy, ugly details of dirty politics that I wouldn't want to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found out on how I can print my portfolio. All I need to do is chose the pictures and start it.  I would want to write more but I should get back to watching dvds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4067691096180260458?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4067691096180260458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4067691096180260458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4067691096180260458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4067691096180260458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/open-new-chapter.html' title='Open. New Chapter.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6970854797893614653</id><published>2008-10-12T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T16:07:32.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><title type='text'>Over.</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to ignore you. I've doubted you so long. I'm tired of overthinking. I know you don't belong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever was your reason behind it. Well I guess I'll never know or I don't think I need to know. It's not gonna change anything anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice has been made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6970854797893614653?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6970854797893614653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6970854797893614653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6970854797893614653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6970854797893614653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/over.html' title='Over.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1809828505021302550</id><published>2008-09-06T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:50:19.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Live and learn</title><content type='html'>"Live And Learn"&lt;br /&gt;The Cardigans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home in the morning&lt;br /&gt;And everything was gone&lt;br /&gt;Oh what have I done&lt;br /&gt;I dropped dead in the hallway&lt;br /&gt;Cursing the dawn&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on sun&lt;br /&gt;Why must I burn&lt;br /&gt;I’m just trying to learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared into the light&lt;br /&gt;To kill some of my pain&lt;br /&gt;It was all in vain&lt;br /&gt;Cause no senses remain&lt;br /&gt;But an ache in my body&lt;br /&gt;And regret on my mind&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I live and I learn&lt;br /&gt;Yes I live and I learn&lt;br /&gt;If you live you will learn&lt;br /&gt;I live and I learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got kicked in the head&lt;br /&gt;So I started a fight&lt;br /&gt;Cause I knew I was right&lt;br /&gt;But I learned I was wrong&lt;br /&gt;I remember a slaughter&lt;br /&gt;I remember I fought&lt;br /&gt;For the money I brought&lt;br /&gt;I got blistered and burned&lt;br /&gt;And lost what I earned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I live and I learn&lt;br /&gt;Yes I live and I learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got, I got it now&lt;br /&gt;She’s got, She’s got it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to one a corner&lt;br /&gt;With some help from a man and goddamn&lt;br /&gt;I don’t seem to have learned&lt;br /&gt;That a lady in need is guilty indeed&lt;br /&gt;So I paid and got laid in return&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t know what I’ve learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you get what you give&lt;br /&gt;And hell yes I lived&lt;br /&gt;But if you live as you learn&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think I’d be learned&lt;br /&gt;Oh with the sun in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, I’m living a life&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t seem to learn&lt;br /&gt;No I don’t think I can learn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1809828505021302550?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1809828505021302550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1809828505021302550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1809828505021302550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1809828505021302550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/live-and-learn.html' title='Live and learn'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7518222401387664357</id><published>2008-09-06T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:38:01.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Akala.</title><content type='html'>sabi nga sa kanta ng parokya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko alam ko na ang lahat ng dapat kong malaman..&lt;br /&gt;ngunit mali na naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*keeshy is wondering when it'll end.&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/10704810-7518222401387664357?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7518222401387664357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=7518222401387664357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7518222401387664357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7518222401387664357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/09/akala.html' title='Akala.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-667058081261179342</id><published>2008-08-18T19:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:13:00.690+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Final Chapter</title><content type='html'>You never proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodluck to your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-667058081261179342?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/667058081261179342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=667058081261179342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/667058081261179342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/667058081261179342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/final-chapter.html' title='Final Chapter'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-717084607179906810</id><published>2008-08-11T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:50:42.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='note'/><title type='text'>sticky note 01</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had you figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-717084607179906810?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/717084607179906810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=717084607179906810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/717084607179906810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/717084607179906810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/sticky-note-01.html' title='sticky note 01'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4302510693881554289</id><published>2008-08-11T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:48:37.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>phew!</title><content type='html'>I'm relieved though I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4302510693881554289?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4302510693881554289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4302510693881554289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4302510693881554289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4302510693881554289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/phew.html' title='phew!'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-5261102373930909959</id><published>2008-08-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T22:17:45.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>random thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What are we? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Friends who sometimes hold hands perfectly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://peyups.com/article.khtml?sid=820"&gt;-&lt;span class="boldtext"&gt;Holding Hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contributed by &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://peyups.com/article.khtml?sid=820"&gt;crnr_kyck10&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-5261102373930909959?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5261102373930909959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=5261102373930909959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5261102373930909959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5261102373930909959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-thought.html' title='random thought.'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4745087849828551080</id><published>2008-08-07T21:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:54:33.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Realize</title><content type='html'>I'm going through a rough time right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so vulnerable. I hate seeing myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I have good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4745087849828551080?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4745087849828551080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4745087849828551080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4745087849828551080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4745087849828551080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/realize.html' title='Realize'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4513419134760682532</id><published>2008-08-07T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:47:14.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Backtrack</title><content type='html'>I don't have work today and I decided to take some time to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my previous post and a lot has happened since I started working. There were bad times but looking back everything had a purpose and everything turned out to be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was something I need right now a bit of positivity. I had a good time. Didn't part ways the right way but everything ended in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess right now I need to stop, take a step back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4513419134760682532?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4513419134760682532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4513419134760682532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4513419134760682532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4513419134760682532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/backtrack.html' title='Backtrack'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6343533655771481173</id><published>2008-08-07T10:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:37:17.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>scream then breathe</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I found out something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that I will be torn away from my comfort zone, my strength and my support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"let's inject a bit of positivity... it's not final ..YET."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel down. I know that I am on the losing end. Worst part is there's nothing that I can do to save myself. I'm really about to breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get mad. Let hell break loose but I can't. If I try to I still lose but if I keep quiet they would think it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed by my emotions, repressed anger and resentment. It's hard to contain it. I have been keeping it for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I not be numb? How long do I have to feel the pain until I go numb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so dark right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to limbo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6343533655771481173?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6343533655771481173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6343533655771481173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6343533655771481173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6343533655771481173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/scream-then-breathe.html' title='scream then breathe'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4324434767506173514</id><published>2008-08-05T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:08:12.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>random line of the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The rain has stopped. So has the beating of my heart for you. And I’m going to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="boldtext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://peyups.com/article.khtml?sid=4354"&gt;&lt;span class="boldtext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from Of Rain and Memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contributed by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seminarista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://peyups.com/user.khtml?op=userinfo&amp;amp;uname=seminarista"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4324434767506173514?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4324434767506173514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4324434767506173514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4324434767506173514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4324434767506173514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-line-of-day.html' title='random line of the day'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3237863259417485352</id><published>2008-08-02T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:37:39.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>I Do</title><content type='html'>"I Do"&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Loeb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i'm done with thinking, then i'm done with you.&lt;br /&gt;when i'm done with crying, then i'm done with you.&lt;br /&gt;when i feel so tired, then i'm done with you.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're trying to convince me that what i've done's not right.&lt;br /&gt;i get so frustrated, i stay up every night.&lt;br /&gt;you ask me for an answer, and i'm so tired and i'm up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i'm feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;just because you say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be ignored.&lt;br /&gt;i will be denied.&lt;br /&gt;i could be erased.&lt;br /&gt;i could be brushed aside.&lt;br /&gt;i will get scared, and i will get shoved down,&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like i do beause you push me around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to ignore you, i've doubted you so long.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired of over-thinking, i know you don't belong.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm asking questions - no one pushes me around.&lt;br /&gt;everybody feels this way sometimes, everybody feels this way -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do.&lt;br /&gt;you can't hear it, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;you don't seem angry, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;i do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-3237863259417485352?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3237863259417485352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3237863259417485352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3237863259417485352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3237863259417485352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-do.html' title='I Do'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1763730684531545649</id><published>2008-08-02T23:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:34:07.052+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbyes'/><title type='text'>Goodbye To You</title><content type='html'>Goodbye To You"&lt;br /&gt; Michelle Branch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I've believed in&lt;br /&gt;I just want to get it over with&lt;br /&gt;Tears form behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;But I do not cry&lt;br /&gt;Counting the days that pass me by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching deep down in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm starting all over again&lt;br /&gt;The last three years were just pretend&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to you&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to everything I thought I knew&lt;br /&gt;You were the one I loved&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that I tried to hold on to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get lost in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And it seems that I can't live a day without you&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away&lt;br /&gt;To a place where I am blinded by the light&lt;br /&gt;But it's not right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time&lt;br /&gt;I want what's yours and I want what's mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not giving in this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the stars fall&lt;br /&gt;I will lie awake&lt;br /&gt;You're my shooting star&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/10704810-1763730684531545649?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1763730684531545649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1763730684531545649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1763730684531545649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1763730684531545649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-to-you.html' title='Goodbye To You'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3762105881433652133</id><published>2008-07-22T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:00:47.778+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='horoscope'/><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>My Horoscope for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you expecting major transformations to happen overnight? It's time to face the fact that it's going to take longer than you thought. Whether you are looking for changes in yourself or in someone else, you have to be more patient and realistic about how quickly things can happen. What used to be simple isn't so simple any more -- there are more people involved, and more feelings that could get hurt. Let things unfold the way they will, and the results will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic. Ain't it? Funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-3762105881433652133?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3762105881433652133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3762105881433652133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3762105881433652133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3762105881433652133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6565607834044605926</id><published>2008-07-08T20:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:34:15.116+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>another letter</title><content type='html'>Hey, I don't know how we became close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it. Is it something fate has written down for us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I despise seeing you as they tell me that you keep looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unknown reason, we had an encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a risk of being close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still you kinda got through to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't tell but I was comfortable with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how you see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I somewhat see myself in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel we're kindred spirits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to keep you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you made the choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants to be far from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you don't want me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what am i to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you wanna keep me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6565607834044605926?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6565607834044605926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6565607834044605926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6565607834044605926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6565607834044605926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-letter.html' title='another letter'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-2704579168831150259</id><published>2008-07-07T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T21:30:26.128+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Say that you don't care - Drop n Harmony</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt; Just when Im feeling like were getting closer&lt;br /&gt;Lady, you turn around and drift apart&lt;br /&gt;And now you got me in a state of confusion&lt;br /&gt;I just dont understand what we are Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;Tell me girl exactly what it is that youre doing&lt;br /&gt;I know youre feeling my company&lt;br /&gt;But is that all I am to you?&lt;br /&gt;Kicking back with someone new&lt;br /&gt;Is that all that you want...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Say that you dont care and Ill walk away&lt;br /&gt;Say you dont give a damn and I wont stay&lt;br /&gt;But if you feel the same way that I feel&lt;br /&gt;Girl you gotta show it [show it]&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl I wanna know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you dont know the situation&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl I know you know whats going on&lt;br /&gt;How we be chillin all day, and making love all night&lt;br /&gt;And still I sense that somethings wrong [wrong]&lt;br /&gt;Maybe theres a part of you thats scared and cautious&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you just dont feel the same&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever it may be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/drop-n-harmony-say-that-you-don-t-care-lyrics.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; position: static;color:orange;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: orange ! important; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; position: static;"&gt;Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just be straight with me,&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is it you want [want]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah la da da da da da da Oh Yeah Ahh Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;What is it you're needing&lt;br /&gt;I know you know whats going on&lt;br /&gt;So if you feel the same,&lt;br /&gt;way that I feel&lt;br /&gt;Baby come on break it down&lt;br /&gt;tell me what it is you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me, Tell me what you want [yea, yea]&lt;br /&gt;Baby just tell me, Tell me what you want [yea, yea]&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me, Tell me what you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-2704579168831150259?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2704579168831150259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=2704579168831150259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2704579168831150259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2704579168831150259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/say-that-you-dont-care-drop-n-harmony.html' title='Say that you don&apos;t care - Drop n Harmony'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6892063833573174478</id><published>2008-07-07T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T18:21:02.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>A letter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would like to inform you that there is no need to thank me at all. First, you added damage to my reputation. I won't be surprised if you think I didn't knew. I always knew that you weren't fond of me. I never showed I did. I was civil and I was nice.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I realized that you are a person whom I should have never trusted. I should have been distant from you and your backstabbing personality.  I was never comfortable being open to you about how the way I think. You'd never understand me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could thank me all you want but it doesn't have any value. I know who you are and how you are. You could try to apologize and explain yourself but I don't think you can justify your intentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partly, i have to blame myself, I did trust you that you knew. You never did. I was too kind. My bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever I did, is my own intention. You didn't influence me or anyone else. Its my decision. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stop the crap. It won't work anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already know how you see me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not worth keeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6892063833573174478?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6892063833573174478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6892063833573174478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6892063833573174478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6892063833573174478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/07/letter.html' title='A letter'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4716211197477023289</id><published>2008-07-04T08:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:20:35.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>Reality Bites</title><content type='html'>A lot of crazy things has happened lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to recall everything. My head is spinning. It happened so fast. I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a passerby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever trust and assume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a fault to be kind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have been kinder to other and rude to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ramblings goes on and on and on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4716211197477023289?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4716211197477023289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4716211197477023289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Almost convince me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; You're gonna stick around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; But everybody knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Almost doesn't count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; So maybe I'll be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Maybe I'll see ya around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; That's the way it goes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Almost doesn't count&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-7022044934627059154?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7022044934627059154/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3449696280385434736</id><published>2008-02-18T20:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:07:16.879+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality check'/><title type='text'>Reality Check!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R7l00ABHdXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sHiZP9cBmq8/s1600-h/warningsign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R7l00ABHdXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sHiZP9cBmq8/s400/warningsign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168290484091057522" 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/10704810-3449696280385434736?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3449696280385434736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3449696280385434736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3449696280385434736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3449696280385434736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check!'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R7l00ABHdXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/sHiZP9cBmq8/s72-c/warningsign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3577020875947093649</id><published>2008-02-18T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:30:55.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beatles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><title type='text'>A Trip to memory lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was browsing my friendster and I saw old testimonials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In my Life by The Beatles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[would sum up on what I'm feeling right now]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places i'll remember&lt;br /&gt;All my life though some have changed&lt;br /&gt;Some forever not for better&lt;br /&gt;Some have gone and some remain&lt;br /&gt;All these places have their moments&lt;br /&gt;With lovers and friends i still can recall&lt;br /&gt;Some are dead and some are living&lt;br /&gt;In my life i've loved them all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of all these friends and lovers&lt;br /&gt;There is no one compares with you&lt;br /&gt;And these memories lose their meaning&lt;br /&gt;When i think of love as something new&lt;br /&gt;Though i know i'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i know i'll never lose affection&lt;br /&gt;For people and things that went before&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll often stop and think about them&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;br /&gt;In my life i love you more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-3577020875947093649?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3577020875947093649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3577020875947093649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3577020875947093649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3577020875947093649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/trip-to-memory-lane.html' title='A Trip to memory lane'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-9223255521233721557</id><published>2008-02-14T11:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T11:18:03.126+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drew poppelreitier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol 7'/><title type='text'>Drew Poppelreiter - Check Yes or No</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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Drew's so adorable..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-9223255521233721557?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9223255521233721557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=9223255521233721557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9223255521233721557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9223255521233721557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/drew-poppelreiter.html' title='Drew Poppelreiter - Check Yes or No'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-9071873737847466167</id><published>2008-02-14T10:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T10:44:40.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american idol 7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josiah leming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grace kelly'/><title type='text'>Grace Kelly - Josiah Leming</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4aILqjzKAU&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m4aILqjzKAU&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice performance by Josiah. Rumors say he didn't make it to the top 24 though. Too Bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-9071873737847466167?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9071873737847466167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=9071873737847466167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9071873737847466167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9071873737847466167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/grace-kelly-josiah-leming.html' title='Grace Kelly - Josiah Leming'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4044455019634104493</id><published>2008-02-09T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T20:12:17.555+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>Random Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;[000] ROMANCE BE THE COLOUR AQUA&lt;br /&gt;-Frank J. Ryan&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Somewhere between emerald 'n topaz is a world of aqua&lt;br /&gt;Coral and rocks that glisten in shining water...like mirrors&lt;br /&gt;Reflecting an aural seascape, that Romance, hasn't seen&lt;br /&gt;Since the theories and legends..........that buried Atlantis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermuda makes promise of a fantasy Island.......for lovers&lt;br /&gt;Romance in the shadows of late afternoon........silhouettes&lt;br /&gt;And after the honey and fruits of the island...........be tasted&lt;br /&gt;Lovers bathe in a pleasure of amorous capture......of aqua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceans be ever instilled..... with the treasures of Romance&lt;br /&gt;One must feel the thrust of the tide as it surges, and peaks&lt;br /&gt;A force that transforms passion... into soul-binding rapture&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere 'tween here 'n there...the waters breathe majic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***the theme that I got for my multiply as inspired by the poem&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/10704810-4044455019634104493?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4044455019634104493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4044455019634104493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4044455019634104493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4044455019634104493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/random-poem.html' title='Random Poem'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4184959625480387670</id><published>2008-02-04T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T16:48:08.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countries'/><title type='text'>How many colors &amp; countries can you name in 5 minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/view2/colors" style="background: rgb(51, 51, 51) url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/746/139/colors.fnrbua7gi3.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 320px; height: 90px; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 35px; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 110px;"&gt;43&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/view2/countries" style="display: block; background: #333 url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/145/3/countries.ajqmx5mdhv.jpg) no-repeat; width: 320px; height: 90px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 35px; color: #fff; text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 110px; "&gt;44&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I could have named a lot more if only I didn't blanked out. Hahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4184959625480387670?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4184959625480387670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4184959625480387670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4184959625480387670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4184959625480387670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-many-colors-can-you-name-in-5.html' title='How many colors &amp; countries can you name in 5 minutes'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-8057823585549927546</id><published>2008-01-30T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:56:17.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>Late New Year Post</title><content type='html'>One day to go and the first month of the year is over. Time sure goes by. I'm starting to feel the boredom at work and I haven't done anything creative since last year. This year I should be able to accomplish the things that I have been wanting to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeshy's Things to do List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    1. Finish my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;    2. Take pictures for the photobook using my camera phone.&lt;br /&gt;    3. Make my theme for the multiply site.&lt;br /&gt;    4. Take more pictures. (Practice photography)&lt;br /&gt;    5. Draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a short list but there's a lot to do. Hopefully, I get them done this year. (^_^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-8057823585549927546?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8057823585549927546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=8057823585549927546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8057823585549927546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8057823585549927546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/late-new-year-post.html' title='Late New Year Post'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-871503376792293091</id><published>2008-01-30T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:41:33.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urbandub'/><title type='text'>Life is Easy - Urbandub</title><content type='html'>Life is Easy - Urbandub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check the waves&lt;br /&gt;Crashing down right by the sand&lt;br /&gt;Feel the water go through my empty hands&lt;br /&gt;Cuz today is mine&lt;br /&gt;No troubles in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out this cynical world&lt;br /&gt;Today we ride the waves&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Riding on the curl&lt;br /&gt;Straight into the shore&lt;br /&gt;Take it easy, take it easy&lt;br /&gt;Under the sun&lt;br /&gt;Having fun cuz life is easy&lt;br /&gt;Life is easy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t really care what people say&lt;br /&gt;Cuz they really don’t know me anyway&lt;br /&gt;Cuz today is mine&lt;br /&gt;No troubles in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Out this cynical world&lt;br /&gt;Today we rule the waves&lt;br /&gt;My mind is free today&lt;br /&gt;The tides they center my soul&lt;br /&gt;Time and time and time and time again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Life is easy &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-871503376792293091?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/871503376792293091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=871503376792293091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/871503376792293091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/871503376792293091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-is-easy.html' title='Life is Easy - Urbandub'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7575175004377508561</id><published>2008-01-20T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T11:18:56.616+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surf&apos;s up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sugar ray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='into yesterday'/><title type='text'>Into Yesterday - Sugar Ray</title><content type='html'>"Into Yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky turns to a diffrent shade of blue&lt;br /&gt;After the rain&lt;br /&gt;My mind turns to a diffrent point of view&lt;br /&gt;After the rain&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my my&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my my&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my my&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the ocean needs the moon to take the tides away (aaahhh)&lt;br /&gt;All we need is a little time to chase the blues away&lt;br /&gt;Sun is out and it feels like its (aaahhh) always the same (aaahhh)&lt;br /&gt;Let this last forever turn tomorrow into yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all those clouds have nothing left to do&lt;br /&gt;After the rain&lt;br /&gt;And all those doubts have drifted out of you&lt;br /&gt;After the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my my&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my my&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu my my&lt;br /&gt;I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the ocean needs the moon to take the tides away (aahhh)&lt;br /&gt;All we need is a little time to chase the blues away&lt;br /&gt;Sun is out and it feels like its(aahhh) always the same (aahhh)&lt;br /&gt;Let this last forever turn tomorrow into yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, De, De, La, De, Da, La, De, Da, La, Da, Da&lt;br /&gt;And no body say so, Ohh no&lt;br /&gt;mmm I say..&lt;br /&gt;La, De, De, La, De, Da, La, De, Da, La, Da, Da&lt;br /&gt;And no body say so, Ohh no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the ocean needs the moon to take the tides away (aahhh)&lt;br /&gt;All we need is a little time to chase the blues away&lt;br /&gt;Sun is out and it feels like its always gunna stay&lt;br /&gt;Let this last forever turn tomorrow into yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Into yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-7575175004377508561?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7575175004377508561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=7575175004377508561' title='0 Comments'/><link 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70%BOYISH, 20%NERDY, 50%CHILDISH</title><content type='html'>Girly&lt;br /&gt;[x] I love at least one shade of pink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I don't like being messy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] belongings are organized.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like rock music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i like wearing accessories.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bright colors amaze me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I go to the salon once a week.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I comb my hair almost all the time.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I bring my phone with me&lt;br /&gt;everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up all your marks and multiply it&lt;br /&gt;by 10.&lt;br /&gt;= 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyish .&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I wear baggy pants.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I listen to boy bands like My&lt;br /&gt;Chemical Romance, Yellowcard,&lt;br /&gt;Switch foot, etc.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like wearing jackets with hoods.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm too lazy to do chores.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like shopping.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like to go bungee jumping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like being sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I'm a big fan of marvel heroes.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I barely wear perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up all your marks and multiply it&lt;br /&gt;by 10.&lt;br /&gt;=70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerdy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always carry a pen in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I enjoy studying.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I wear glasses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've never skipped any class in my&lt;br /&gt;whole life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like my shirt tucked in.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My favorite subject is science.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I enjoy reading books.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My assignments are passed up on&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I correct people with their&lt;br /&gt;grammar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up all your marks and multiply it&lt;br /&gt;by 10.&lt;br /&gt;= 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love the color black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I always sit at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One side of my hair is covering&lt;br /&gt;one of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like listening to metal rock&lt;br /&gt;music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a lot of problems in my&lt;br /&gt;life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm not much of a loud person.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't talk much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't have that much friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] i barely have fun.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I barely go out with my folks or&lt;br /&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;add up all your marks and multiply it&lt;br /&gt;by 10.&lt;br /&gt;=a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish&lt;br /&gt;[x] I am open to my parents.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I sleep with a stuff toy.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I watch cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I don't like watching horror&lt;br /&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I sleep with a night light.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My parents are the ones who&lt;br /&gt;choose my outfit.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I'm scared of roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I like being with my family&lt;br /&gt;relatives.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I take bubble baths.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've ran around the house in my&lt;br /&gt;underwear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add up all your marks and multiply it&lt;br /&gt;by 10.&lt;br /&gt;=50%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***interesting (^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1828702732495351948?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1828702732495351948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1828702732495351948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1828702732495351948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1828702732495351948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-30girly-70boyish-20nerdy-50childish.html' title='I&apos;m 30%GIRLY, 70%BOYISH, 20%NERDY, 50%CHILDISH'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1874889187807556769</id><published>2007-12-23T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:37:43.059+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homecoming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Tj's homecoming</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"The most beautiful discovery that true friends can make is that they can grow separately without growing apart."&lt;br /&gt;-Elizabeth Foley&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, My friends from the previous work and I met up. We had our little reunion. Tj came home from Abu Dhabi. Short but sweet meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3D35mS0S1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/E-J-nwZAKDE/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3D35mS0S1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/E-J-nwZAKDE/s200/DSC00672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147886942988553042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oW42S0S9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FtsCZszqZsw/s1600-h/1222_172333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oW42S0S9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/FtsCZszqZsw/s200/1222_172333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150454289754508242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oW5GS0S-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/0jg0XrIlGYc/s1600-h/1222_173211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oW5GS0S-I/AAAAAAAAAHY/0jg0XrIlGYc/s200/1222_173211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150454294049475554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oW7GS0S_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/t6oMGITUY20/s1600-h/DSC00703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oW7GS0S_I/AAAAAAAAAHg/t6oMGITUY20/s200/DSC00703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150454328409213938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3D35mS0S1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/E-J-nwZAKDE/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1874889187807556769?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1874889187807556769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1874889187807556769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1874889187807556769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1874889187807556769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/12/tjs-homecoming.html' title='Tj&apos;s homecoming'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3D35mS0S1I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/E-J-nwZAKDE/s72-c/DSC00672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-647166795555265945</id><published>2007-12-22T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:24:20.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Reitz Training</title><content type='html'>Last Dec. 18-21. Anna, Mami and I had our reitz training with other people from other team. We had fun. It was a good break from taking calls. We also had exchange gifts and our own christmas party. It's nice that we made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2WS0S3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zgHLfQ_kTrM/s1600-h/DSC_6510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 122px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2WS0S3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zgHLfQ_kTrM/s200/DSC_6510.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150449848758324082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2mS0S5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ADCw-Ljrlt8/s1600-h/DSC_6540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 121px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2mS0S5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ADCw-Ljrlt8/s200/DSC_6540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150449853053291410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2mS0S5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/ADCw-Ljrlt8/s1600-h/DSC_6540.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2mS0S4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MJiMyqY8zdo/s1600-h/DSC_6516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2mS0S4I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MJiMyqY8zdo/s200/DSC_6516.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150449853053291394" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS22S0S6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/EMU8LefmVps/s1600-h/DSC_6552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS22S0S6I/AAAAAAAAAG4/EMU8LefmVps/s200/DSC_6552.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150449857348258722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS3GS0S7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Sf9UP-kDT0w/s1600-h/DSC_6574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 121px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS3GS0S7I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Sf9UP-kDT0w/s200/DSC_6574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150449861643226034" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oTkGS0S8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/M22oae1hl5Y/s1600-h/DSC_6608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oTkGS0S8I/AAAAAAAAAHI/M22oae1hl5Y/s200/DSC_6608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150450634737339330" 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/10704810-647166795555265945?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/647166795555265945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=647166795555265945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/647166795555265945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/647166795555265945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/reitz-training.html' title='Reitz Training'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/R3oS2WS0S3I/AAAAAAAAAGg/zgHLfQ_kTrM/s72-c/DSC_6510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7816996816899842876</id><published>2007-12-13T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T14:53:35.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EECDB5" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F1DED0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It's easy for you to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as a bit small and insignificant. People pay more attention to you than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is calm, relaxing, and pretty much what you want. And it's something you've been anticipating for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/"&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&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/10704810-7816996816899842876?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7816996816899842876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=7816996816899842876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/7816996816899842876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&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/10704810-4353432974901527034?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4353432974901527034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4353432974901527034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4353432974901527034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4353432974901527034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2008/01/247-christmas-catwalk.html' title='24/7 Christmas Catwalk'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3160983230745082659</id><published>2007-10-20T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T12:03:31.475+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna nalick'/><title type='text'>Satellite - Anna Nalick</title><content type='html'>"Satellite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black and blue I chose my wave&lt;br /&gt;I, the candid castaway&lt;br /&gt;In a way delayed by one more broken season&lt;br /&gt;To find reason for appeasing you and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found my guiding light&lt;br /&gt;Lambent, flashing red and white&lt;br /&gt;Through a starry night I'm better nowhere-bound&lt;br /&gt;Than drowning on your solid ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satellite, save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing on a two-way radio&lt;br /&gt;Love might be just like me&lt;br /&gt;Jaded, waiting, all alone&lt;br /&gt;A whisper on a two-way radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhh Ahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all I fare the same&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on an airplane&lt;br /&gt;As calling stars by name&lt;br /&gt;A lonely song of freedom rings&lt;br /&gt;In hope of someone listening and&lt;br /&gt;So I send my feeble flare&lt;br /&gt;Through the silent arctic air&lt;br /&gt;Heading anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Until at last I've finally found&lt;br /&gt;A place to lay my anchor down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satellite, save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing on a two-way radio&lt;br /&gt;Love might be just like me&lt;br /&gt;Jaded, waiting, all alone&lt;br /&gt;You never know never never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven help me I'm&lt;br /&gt;Drowning and I can't save me&lt;br /&gt;Send some salvation&lt;br /&gt;To keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satellite, save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing on a two-way radio&lt;br /&gt;Love might be just like me&lt;br /&gt;Jaded, waiting, all alone&lt;br /&gt;Satellite, save my life&lt;br /&gt;I'm wishing on a two-way radio&lt;br /&gt;Love might be just like me&lt;br /&gt;Jaded, waiting, all alone&lt;br /&gt;A whisper on a two-way radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-3160983230745082659?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3160983230745082659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3160983230745082659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3160983230745082659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3160983230745082659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/10/satellite-anna-nalick.html' title='Satellite - Anna Nalick'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7905617262526082702</id><published>2007-10-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T10:14:37.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>quiz. quiz. quiz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Psyche is Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/blue.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are deeply emotional and very connected to everything (and everyone) around you.&lt;br /&gt;By simply understanding other people, you are able to help them heal and let go.&lt;br /&gt;While you are a very deep and thoughtful person, you do have a very silly, superficial side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are too blue: the weight of the world's problems hangs over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you don't have enough blue: you lack perspective and understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorisyourpsychequiz/"&gt;What Color Is Your Psyche?&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/10704810-7905617262526082702?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-7351222726338388864</id><published>2007-10-11T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:39:11.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogthings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>My Taste in Music</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Taste in Music:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsyourtasteinmusicquiz/music.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90's Alternative: Highest Influence&lt;br /&gt;90's Rock: Highest Influence&lt;br /&gt;Adult Alternative: Highest Influence&lt;br /&gt;90's Pop: High Influence&lt;br /&gt;90's R&amp;amp;B: Medium Influence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsyourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;How's Your Taste in Music?&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/10704810-7351222726338388864?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7351222726338388864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=7351222726338388864' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 3'/><title type='text'>Take me to my beach [backtrack: day 3]</title><content type='html'>Last day of Bliss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early to take pictures of sunrise.. and we took crazy pictures as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwbsUiydI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xrkaShgK9cQ/s1600-h/DSC_9479.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwbsUiydI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xrkaShgK9cQ/s200/DSC_9479.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309022492805586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtwb8UiyeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RnwBG5SGXsE/s1600-h/DSC_9585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtwb8UiyeI/AAAAAAAAAEw/RnwBG5SGXsE/s200/DSC_9585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309026787772898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtwb8UiyfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/J7QUN8sQsXU/s1600-h/DSC_9589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtwb8UiyfI/AAAAAAAAAE4/J7QUN8sQsXU/s200/DSC_9589.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309026787772914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwcMUiygI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VP5mjD5hfnA/s1600-h/DSC_9613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwcMUiygI/AAAAAAAAAFA/VP5mjD5hfnA/s200/DSC_9613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309031082740226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwcMUiyhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Sc3YYSPQiDU/s1600-h/DSC_9624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwcMUiyhI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Sc3YYSPQiDU/s200/DSC_9624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309031082740242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went for a swim and spent the rest of the day at d'mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxOcUiyiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lfB4cUs61hs/s1600-h/DSC_9838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxOcUiyiI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lfB4cUs61hs/s200/DSC_9838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309894371166754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxOsUiyjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VL9i05R6ayM/s1600-h/DSC_9841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxOsUiyjI/AAAAAAAAAFY/VL9i05R6ayM/s200/DSC_9841.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309898666134066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxOsUiykI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-wzdgaJ9Y38/s1600-h/DSC_9861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxOsUiykI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-wzdgaJ9Y38/s200/DSC_9861.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309898666134082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxO8UiymI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lTRUNjVve8c/s1600-h/Bora171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtxO8UiymI/AAAAAAAAAFw/lTRUNjVve8c/s200/Bora171.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119309902961101410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Manila...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtx0MUiynI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pJqvx6FU20U/s1600-h/DSC_9942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtx0MUiynI/AAAAAAAAAF4/pJqvx6FU20U/s200/DSC_9942.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119310542911228530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtx0MUiyoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j-rDPRM0J7o/s1600-h/DSC_9955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtx0MUiyoI/AAAAAAAAAGA/j-rDPRM0J7o/s200/DSC_9955.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119310542911228546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtx0cUiypI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AUzANFJgyck/s1600-h/DSC_9896.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtx0cUiypI/AAAAAAAAAGI/AUzANFJgyck/s200/DSC_9896.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119310547206195858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: We're definitely going back to Boracay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6185066293371897201?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6185066293371897201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6185066293371897201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6185066293371897201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6185066293371897201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/10/take-me-to-my-beach-backtrack-day-3.html' title='Take me to my beach [backtrack: day 3]'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtwbsUiydI/AAAAAAAAAEo/xrkaShgK9cQ/s72-c/DSC_9479.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-2834014514325921156</id><published>2007-10-09T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T20:03:39.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 2'/><title type='text'>Take me to my beach [backtrack: day 2]</title><content type='html'>Oct 2, Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up early to take pictures of the sunrise on the beach. We were supposed to go island hopping and snorkeling but the weather wasn't cooperating. Though we made the best of it. Took pictures while waiting for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7cUiyQI/AAAAAAAAADA/DIvL4mRomgw/s1600-h/DSC_8732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7cUiyQI/AAAAAAAAADA/DIvL4mRomgw/s200/DSC_8732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119301871372257538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7sUiySI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rZ7nYnT6WbI/s1600-h/DSC_8774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7sUiySI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rZ7nYnT6WbI/s200/DSC_8774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119301875667224866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7cUiyRI/AAAAAAAAADI/uW0mgcaajJc/s1600-h/DSC_8740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7cUiyRI/AAAAAAAAADI/uW0mgcaajJc/s200/DSC_8740.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119301871372257554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7sUiyTI/AAAAAAAAADY/H2eESNhu1Vs/s1600-h/DSC_8785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7sUiyTI/AAAAAAAAADY/H2eESNhu1Vs/s200/DSC_8785.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119301875667224882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was good and Mr. Sun came out around 8-9am. Off we go to island hopping and snorkeling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtrn8UiyUI/AAAAAAAAADg/tE1OM06mPcA/s1600-h/DSC_8823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtrn8UiyUI/AAAAAAAAADg/tE1OM06mPcA/s200/DSC_8823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119303735388064066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtroMUiyVI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q8Ok0-Hh6_w/s1600-h/DSC_9034-Edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtroMUiyVI/AAAAAAAAADo/Q8Ok0-Hh6_w/s200/DSC_9034-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119303739683031378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtrocUiyWI/AAAAAAAAADw/ztCAN0aJBzE/s1600-h/DSC_8883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtrocUiyWI/AAAAAAAAADw/ztCAN0aJBzE/s200/DSC_8883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119303743977998690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtrocUiyXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4tWev8lhPBs/s1600-h/DSC_8982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtrocUiyXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4tWev8lhPBs/s200/DSC_8982.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119303743977998706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the day on the shore and waited for the sunset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtsSMUiyaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KG2cRkBz7B0/s1600-h/DSC_9192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtsSMUiyaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/KG2cRkBz7B0/s200/DSC_9192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119304461237537186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtsScUiycI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lPPgZrMlNVA/s1600-h/DSC_9242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtsScUiycI/AAAAAAAAAEg/lPPgZrMlNVA/s200/DSC_9242.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119304465532504514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtsSMUiybI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gwXaSr3R3do/s1600-h/DSC_9251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtsSMUiybI/AAAAAAAAAEY/gwXaSr3R3do/s200/DSC_9251.jpg" alt="" 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2]'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtp7cUiyQI/AAAAAAAAADA/DIvL4mRomgw/s72-c/DSC_8732.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3190819474921131254</id><published>2007-10-09T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:30:32.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boracay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 1'/><title type='text'>Take me to my beach [backtrack: day 1]</title><content type='html'>Anna, Mae and I have just spent 3 blissful days at Boracay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backtrack&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oct 1, Day 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cloudy Day. We went to the airport and waited for almost 2 hours before flight. By the time we stepped down the car. We we're taking endless pictures of ourselves and other things as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtitsUiyAI/AAAAAAAAABA/Pz8wBIhQSHs/s1600-h/DSC_8515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtitsUiyAI/AAAAAAAAABA/Pz8wBIhQSHs/s200/DSC_8515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119293938567661570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtit8UiyCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aL408gMS6dQ/s1600-h/DSC_8497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtit8UiyCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/aL408gMS6dQ/s200/DSC_8497.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119293942862628898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtiuMUiyDI/AAAAAAAAABY/aQgYtsucHgw/s1600-h/DSC_8494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtiuMUiyDI/AAAAAAAAABY/aQgYtsucHgw/s200/DSC_8494.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119293947157596210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us 35mins before we arrived Kalibo. Then 2hour ride to Caticlan and 10-15mins ferry ride to boracay. Oh yeah not to mention the tricycle ride to the hotel. Of course everything was well documented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_MUiyEI/AAAAAAAAABg/_dW172LY7mo/s1600-h/DSC_8574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_MUiyEI/AAAAAAAAABg/_dW172LY7mo/s200/DSC_8574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119295338727000130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_MUiyFI/AAAAAAAAABo/TIa2YUIOa28/s1600-h/DSC_8585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_MUiyFI/AAAAAAAAABo/TIa2YUIOa28/s200/DSC_8585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119295338727000146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_cUiyGI/AAAAAAAAABw/7Q3PZTUOias/s1600-h/DSC_8603.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_cUiyGI/AAAAAAAAABw/7Q3PZTUOias/s200/DSC_8603.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119295343021967458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_cUiyHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Gq_c0a_4MAw/s1600-h/DSC_8630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtj_cUiyHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Gq_c0a_4MAw/s200/DSC_8630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119295343021967474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the hotel around lunch time or after lunch. We got settled in and grabbed lunch..then we went out to see the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtk8cUiyII/AAAAAAAAACA/luS2l15Azkw/s1600-h/DSC_8660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtk8cUiyII/AAAAAAAAACA/luS2l15Azkw/s200/DSC_8660.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119296390993987714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtk9MUiyMI/AAAAAAAAACg/jzdOA9BLSEg/s1600-h/100_1381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtk9MUiyMI/AAAAAAAAACg/jzdOA9BLSEg/s200/100_1381.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119296403878889666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtk88UiyKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/boXuTOMVV18/s1600-h/DSC_8688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/Rwtk88UiyKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/boXuTOMVV18/s200/DSC_8688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119296399583922338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we went to swim for a while. We went to D'mall to have dinner. We ended up eating at Andoks. We went back to the hotel and slept early..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtmBcUiyNI/AAAAAAAAACo/FnVqNa8KJOw/s1600-h/100_1416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtmBcUiyNI/AAAAAAAAACo/FnVqNa8KJOw/s200/100_1416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119297576404961490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtmBcUiyOI/AAAAAAAAACw/72D4cnTCW_Y/s1600-h/100_1417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtmBcUiyOI/AAAAAAAAACw/72D4cnTCW_Y/s200/100_1417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119297576404961506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtmBcUiyPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8ZdtaGbVrG8/s1600-h/Bora086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xSEDzP7oAbs/RwtmBcUiyPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/8ZdtaGbVrG8/s200/Bora086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119297576404961522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/10704810-3190819474921131254?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3190819474921131254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3190819474921131254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3190819474921131254'/><link rel='self' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pure shores'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all saints'/><title type='text'>Take me to my beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Pure Shores"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've crossed the deserts for miles&lt;br /&gt;Swam water for time&lt;br /&gt;Searching places to find&lt;br /&gt;A piece of something to call mine&lt;br /&gt;(I'm coming)&lt;br /&gt;A piece of something to call mine&lt;br /&gt;(I'm coming)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm coming)&lt;br /&gt;Coming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went along many moors&lt;br /&gt;Walked through many doors&lt;br /&gt;The place where I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Is the place I can call mine&lt;br /&gt;(I'm coming)&lt;br /&gt;Is the place I can call mine&lt;br /&gt;(I'm coming)&lt;br /&gt;(I'm coming)&lt;br /&gt;Coming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear, what I hear&lt;br /&gt;It's calling you my dear&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach&lt;br /&gt;(Take me to my beach)&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it, calling you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming not drowning&lt;br /&gt;Swimming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never been here before&lt;br /&gt;I'm intrigued, I'm unsure&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching for more&lt;br /&gt;I've got something thats all mine&lt;br /&gt;I've got something thats all mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me somewhere I can breathe&lt;br /&gt;I've got so much to see&lt;br /&gt;This is where I want to be&lt;br /&gt;In a place I can call mine&lt;br /&gt;In a place I can call mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear, what I hear&lt;br /&gt;It's calling you my dear&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach&lt;br /&gt;(Take me to my beach)&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it, calling you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming not drowning&lt;br /&gt;Swimming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving, coming&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear what I hear?&lt;br /&gt;(Hear it out of reach)&lt;br /&gt;I hear it calling you&lt;br /&gt;Swimming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many faces I have seen&lt;br /&gt;Many places I have been&lt;br /&gt;Walked the deserts, swam the shores&lt;br /&gt;(Coming closer to you)&lt;br /&gt;Many faces I have know&lt;br /&gt;Many way in which I've grown&lt;br /&gt;Moving closer on my own&lt;br /&gt;(Coming closer to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move it&lt;br /&gt;I feel it&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;Not drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move it&lt;br /&gt;I feel it&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;Not drowning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear, what I hear&lt;br /&gt;It's calling you my dear&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach&lt;br /&gt;(Take me to my beach)&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it, calling you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming not drowning&lt;br /&gt;Swimming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;(Take me to my beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear, what I hear&lt;br /&gt;It's calling you my dear&lt;br /&gt;Out of reach&lt;br /&gt;(Take me to my beach)&lt;br /&gt;I can hear it, calling you&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming not drowning&lt;br /&gt;Swimming closer to you&lt;br /&gt;(Take me to my beach)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-2384952186733705897?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2384952186733705897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=2384952186733705897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2384952186733705897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2384952186733705897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/10/take-me-to-my-beach.html' title='Take me to my beach...'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1047305423390414501</id><published>2007-10-07T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:55:42.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='click five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jenny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Jenny - Click Five</title><content type='html'>Jenny - Click Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls me baby, then she won't call me.&lt;br /&gt;Says she adores me and then ignores me.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;She keeps her distance and sits on fences.&lt;br /&gt;Puts up resistance and builds defenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;You leave me hanging on the line.&lt;br /&gt;Every time you change your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First You say you won't, then you say you will.&lt;br /&gt;You keep me hanging on, and we're not moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I"m standing still, Jenny. You got me on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She needs her own space. She's playing mind games.&lt;br /&gt;Ends up at my place saying that she's changed.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to read between the lines.&lt;br /&gt;You got me going out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you say you won't, then you say you will.&lt;br /&gt;You keep me hanging on, and we're not moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing still, Jenny. You got me on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny, it's killing me. It's killing me. It's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you say you won't, then you say you will.&lt;br /&gt;You keep me hanging on, and we're not moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing still, Jenny. You got me on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you say you won't, then you say you will.&lt;br /&gt;You keep me hanging on, and we're not moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing still, Jenny. You got me on my knees.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny. It's killing me. It's killing me. Jenny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1047305423390414501?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1047305423390414501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1047305423390414501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1047305423390414501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1047305423390414501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/10/jenny-click-five.html' title='Jenny - Click Five'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-650559234330683522</id><published>2007-08-19T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T13:49:44.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><title type='text'>Endings and Transformations</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“It’s only when we truly know and understand that we have a limited time on earth — and that we have no way of knowing when our time is up, we will then begin to live each day to the fullest, as if it was the only one we had.”&lt;br /&gt;~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An unclear word. It can be described as an end to the biological life or simply put the ceasation of the heartbeat of a person. It may also mean that it is the end of a cycle. The word death does not only mean physical death or end. It can also mean a symbol of a transformation. A new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my friend's Dad passed away. My teammates and I went to and paid our respect. We were able to attend the necrological services for her Dad. it is overwhelming and touching to see how many people appreciated and loved her Dad. It makes you feel sad for the loss of a good person but happy at the same time that a good person was able to leave a mark. It makes you appreciate life more and appreciate the people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also things that are meant to end or should I say never meant to start at all. I had an encounter with a used-to-be friend. I say we got too close for comfort and I had to leave. I don't feel any loss at all. I guess its because he was never a friend to begin with. Too much assumption and ego from him is something I cannot take. I gave the closure that was needed though there are things that are best left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will never be the same again. Life goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I will continue to move on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-650559234330683522?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/650559234330683522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=650559234330683522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/650559234330683522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/650559234330683522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/08/endings-and-transformation.html' title='Endings and Transformations'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-5536773430184618649</id><published>2007-08-09T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:17:04.974+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look alikes'/><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-Alikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com/" title="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share black and white photos with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 364px;" src="http://storage.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/01/29/11/012911_905052f5b0bb64lqfs5629.JPG" 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/10704810-5536773430184618649?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5536773430184618649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=5536773430184618649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5536773430184618649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5536773430184618649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-celebrity-look-alikes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-Alikes'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4685014356184051339</id><published>2007-08-09T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T14:56:37.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all american rejects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tonight'/><title type='text'>It ends tonight..</title><content type='html'>It Ends Tonight - The All-American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;Your subtleties&lt;br /&gt;They strangle me&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;And all the wants&lt;br /&gt;And all the needs&lt;br /&gt;All I don't want to need at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A falling star&lt;br /&gt;Least I fall alone.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain what you can't explain.&lt;br /&gt;You're finding things that you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I look at you with such disdain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;br /&gt;My mind's unweaving&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;br /&gt;On this evening&lt;br /&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on my own side&lt;br /&gt;It's better than being on your side&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault when you're blind&lt;br /&gt;It's better that I see it through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;br /&gt;Now you're the first to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Just a little insight won't make this right&lt;br /&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Insight&lt;br /&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;br /&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4685014356184051339?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4685014356184051339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4685014356184051339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4685014356184051339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4685014356184051339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-ends-tonight.html' title='It ends tonight..'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4829148734004631061</id><published>2007-07-22T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:56:39.082+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='allergy'/><title type='text'>Allergy</title><content type='html'>I just recently discovered I have an allergy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Wednesday morning. I got up, took a bath, ate breakfast. I felt my lip feels different. I asked Mom about it she say an ant might have bitten it. So I let it go. I went to work. My teammate noticed that my ears were red. I told him I've been scratching it a lot. It was itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch came. I ate ham that my cousin brought and when I went to the washroom. I had rashed all over my face. I went to the clinic took medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home took meds to make the rashes go away. Slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up. Nothings happened. I still had the rashes all over. I went to the doctor. Had shot to make rashes go sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, rashes started to clear up. Went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I never knew where the allergic reaction came from. Most probably the ham but my mom doesn't want me to eat chicken and the ham that my cousing brought for the mean time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4829148734004631061?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4829148734004631061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4829148734004631061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4829148734004631061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4829148734004631061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/07/allergy.html' title='Allergy'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6962899186473027048</id><published>2007-06-24T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T21:43:15.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anna nalick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paper'/><title type='text'>Paper Bag</title><content type='html'>Paper Bag - Anna Nalick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She don't run from the sun no more&lt;br /&gt;She boxed her shadow and she won&lt;br /&gt;Said I can see you laugh&lt;br /&gt;Through these bottle caps&lt;br /&gt;And this wire around my neck ain't&lt;br /&gt;There for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But someday we'll all be old&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be so damn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I'll hide my head&lt;br /&gt;Here in this paper bag&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I cant see you&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't see me&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Fly little bee away&lt;br /&gt;To where theres no more rain&lt;br /&gt;And I can be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah they talk about her&lt;br /&gt;She smiles like shes so tough&lt;br /&gt;She says&lt;br /&gt;"hey can you talk a little louder,&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my heart is broken enough"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But someday we'll all be old&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be so damn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I'll hide my head&lt;br /&gt;Here in this paper bag&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I can't see you&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't see me&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Fly little bee away&lt;br /&gt;To where theres no more rain&lt;br /&gt;And I can be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I wade in the indigo&lt;br /&gt;Singing that song on the radio&lt;br /&gt;I blame these puddles on the rain&lt;br /&gt;You know I gotta keep these cheeks dry today&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my cheating strategy&lt;br /&gt;And baby I'm gonna have it made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But someday we'll all be old&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be so damn beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I'll hide my head&lt;br /&gt;Here in this paper bag&lt;br /&gt;Cause if I can't see you&lt;br /&gt;Then you can't see me&lt;br /&gt;And it'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;Fly little bee away&lt;br /&gt;To where there's no more rain&lt;br /&gt;And I can be me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6962899186473027048?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6962899186473027048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6962899186473027048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6962899186473027048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6962899186473027048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/06/paper-bag.html' title='Paper Bag'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-2703518514395043003</id><published>2007-06-24T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T18:06:34.567+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spiderman 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snowpatrol'/><title type='text'>Signal Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Signal Fire - SnowPatrol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect words never crossed my mind,&lt;br /&gt;'cause there was nothing in there but you,&lt;br /&gt;I felt every ounce of me screaming out,&lt;br /&gt;But the sound was trapped deep in me,&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted just spin right past me,&lt;br /&gt;While I was rooted fast to the earth,&lt;br /&gt;I could be stuck here for a thousand years,&lt;br /&gt;Without your arms to drag me out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are standing right in front of me (x2)&lt;br /&gt;All this here falls away to leave me naked,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I wont wait forever (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the confusion and the aftermath,&lt;br /&gt;You are my signal fire,&lt;br /&gt;The only resolution and the only joy,&lt;br /&gt;Is the faint spark of forgiveness in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are standing right in front of me (x2)&lt;br /&gt;All this here falls away to leave me naked,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you are standing right in front of me (x2)&lt;br /&gt;All this here falls away to leave me naked,&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close cause I need you to guide me to safety,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I wont wait forever (x3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-2703518514395043003?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2703518514395043003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=2703518514395043003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2703518514395043003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2703518514395043003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/06/signal-fire.html' title='Signal Fire'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-660970989553389446</id><published>2007-04-06T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T19:48:57.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna....</title><content type='html'>Location: Almost leaving Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Noise of people hanging out at Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken's packed up and ready to go. He's waiting for me to finish my downloads. He's now playing his PSP. He's trying to see what I'm typing right now but I refuse to show him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've decided that I should start working on the things that I've been wanting to do since I quit my job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn how to make a blog template.&lt;br /&gt;2. Make my multiply template&lt;br /&gt;3. Learn CSS&lt;br /&gt;4. Upload my pictures&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish my 100 SE pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I don't have enough time since I'm busy with the training but I'm starting to work on the posters but I wanna do more. I've studied and experimented  with the brushes in Photoshop and I've come up with a design. All I have to do is execute my idea which most likely will be done when I get home or tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this! Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-660970989553389446?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/660970989553389446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=660970989553389446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/660970989553389446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/660970989553389446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-wanna.html' title='I wanna....'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3290784583960073339</id><published>2007-04-06T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T18:21:06.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Downloading....</title><content type='html'>Location: Starbucks @ Shell Mamplasan&lt;br /&gt;Listening to: Marvin Gaye (I don't know the title of the song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gas Station is packed with people. Probably, some from their "Bisita Iglesia". Some to get something to eat. Other to get out of their houses and I to surf the net and download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just started my training last March 29 for the new call center job. It's a new learning experience. Training is heavy than the previous work but it's fun. New culture, new accent. Everything new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it is the schedule. I get to have the day shift. No more vampires. I get to have a life. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad that I have a four days of rest because of the holiday.  I'll be back at work on tuesday. Good thing, I still have the 6am-2pm schedule. No traffic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-3290784583960073339?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3290784583960073339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3290784583960073339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3290784583960073339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3290784583960073339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/04/downloading.html' title='Downloading....'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1462905748883261918</id><published>2007-04-04T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T19:59:37.026+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheryl crow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Mistake - Sheryl Crow</title><content type='html'>My Favorite Mistake - Sheryl Crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and called this morning,&lt;br /&gt;the tone of your voice was a warning&lt;br /&gt;that you don't care for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up the bed we sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;I looked at the clock when you creep in.&lt;br /&gt;It's 6 AM and I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know when you go it's the perfect ending,&lt;br /&gt;to the bad day I was just beginning.&lt;br /&gt;When you go, all I know is you're my favorite mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends act sorry for me.&lt;br /&gt;They watch you pretend to adore me.&lt;br /&gt;But I am no fool to this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here comes your secret lover,&lt;br /&gt;she'll be unlike any other,&lt;br /&gt;until your guilt goes up in flames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know when you go it's the perfect ending,&lt;br /&gt;to the bad day I'd gotten used to spending.&lt;br /&gt;When you go, all I know is you're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe nothing lasts forever,&lt;br /&gt;even when you stay together.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need forever after, but it's your laughter won't let me go&lt;br /&gt;so I'm holding on this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know could you tell you were the only one&lt;br /&gt;that I ever loved?&lt;br /&gt;Now everything's so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Did you see me walking by, did it ever make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;Now you're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you're my favorite mistake&lt;br /&gt;You're my favorite mistake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1462905748883261918?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1462905748883261918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1462905748883261918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1462905748883261918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1462905748883261918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-favorite-mistake-sheryl-crow.html' title='My Favorite Mistake - Sheryl Crow'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-2779259914296439240</id><published>2007-03-13T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:07:56.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig</title><content type='html'>Dig - Incubus&lt;br /&gt;We all have a weakness&lt;br /&gt;But some of ours are easier to identify.&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And ask for forgiveness;&lt;br /&gt;We'll make a pact to never speak that word again&lt;br /&gt;Yes you are my friend.&lt;br /&gt;We all have something that digs at us,&lt;br /&gt;At least we dig each other&lt;br /&gt;So when weakness turns my ego up&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll count on the me from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;If I turn into another&lt;br /&gt;Dig me up from under what is covering&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me&lt;br /&gt;Sing this song&lt;br /&gt;Remind me that we'll always have each other&lt;br /&gt;When everything else is gone.&lt;br /&gt;We all have a sickness&lt;br /&gt;That cleverly attaches and multiplies&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard we try.&lt;br /&gt;We all have someone that digs at us,&lt;br /&gt;At least we dig each other&lt;br /&gt;So when sickness turns my ego up&lt;br /&gt;I know you'll act as a clever medicine.&lt;br /&gt;If I turn into another&lt;br /&gt;Dig me up from under what is covering&lt;br /&gt;The better part of me.&lt;br /&gt;Sing this song!&lt;br /&gt;Remind me that we'll always have each other&lt;br /&gt;When everything else is gone.&lt;br /&gt;Oh each other....&lt;br /&gt;When everything&lt;br /&gt;Else is gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-2779259914296439240?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2779259914296439240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=2779259914296439240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2779259914296439240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/2779259914296439240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/03/dig.html' title='Dig'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-8728292561319867807</id><published>2007-03-10T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T10:31:39.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='take a bow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madonna'/><title type='text'>Take a Bow</title><content type='html'>Take a Bow - Madonna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a bow, the night is over&lt;br /&gt;This masquerade is getting older&lt;br /&gt;Light are low, the curtains down&lt;br /&gt;Theres no one here&lt;br /&gt;[theres no one here, theres no one in the crowd]&lt;br /&gt;Say your lines but do you feel them&lt;br /&gt;Do you mean what you say when theres no one around [no one around]&lt;br /&gt;Watching you, watching me, one lonely star&lt;br /&gt;[one lonely star you dont know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive always been in love with you [always with you]&lt;br /&gt;I guess youve always known its true [you know its true]&lt;br /&gt;You took my love for granted, why oh why&lt;br /&gt;The show is over, say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make them laugh, it comes so easy&lt;br /&gt;When you get to the part&lt;br /&gt;Where youre breaking my heart [breaking my heart]&lt;br /&gt;Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown&lt;br /&gt;[just make em smile the whole world loves a clown]&lt;br /&gt;Wish you well, I cannot stay&lt;br /&gt;You deserve an award for the role that you played [role that you played]&lt;br /&gt;No more masquerade, youre one lonely star&lt;br /&gt;[one lonely star and you dont know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus, repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world is a stage [world is a stage]&lt;br /&gt;And everyone has their part [has their part]&lt;br /&gt;But how was I to know which way the storyd go&lt;br /&gt;How was I to know youd break&lt;br /&gt;[youd break, youd break, youd break]&lt;br /&gt;Youd break my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive always been in love with you&lt;br /&gt;[Ive always been in love with you]&lt;br /&gt;Guess youve always known&lt;br /&gt;You took my love for granted, why oh why&lt;br /&gt;The show is over, say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye [bye bye], say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Say good-bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-8728292561319867807?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8728292561319867807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=8728292561319867807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8728292561319867807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8728292561319867807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2007/03/take-bow.html' title='Take a Bow'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6500661962971773749</id><published>2006-12-21T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:08:55.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e61'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wifi'/><title type='text'>Blogging with the e61</title><content type='html'>I'm in Starbucks with Ken right now. I'm trying out the wifi of his Nokia e61. It's amusing. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like using the ie on the pc only smaller. Cute. I'm thinking if it would be nice to get one since I'm always in Makati and there's a lot of hot spots avialable there. But it means that would have to give up my k800 with its cybershot. Oh.. The dilemma...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the e61 doesn't have a camera...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6500661962971773749?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6500661962971773749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6500661962971773749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6500661962971773749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6500661962971773749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/12/blogging-with-e61.html' title='Blogging with the e61'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-3014529681800352634</id><published>2006-10-20T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:02:36.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lost'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>I lost my contacts from my pc recently. I formatted my hard disk and I forgot to backup my contacts. I searched hard for the number of some close friends that I wanna get in touch with. I did found their numbers. I tried to call but one won't answer and the other one cannot be reached. I sent them a message. I don't even know if they will ever reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I lost them through time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have tried to see each other for the past years. Work and other things kept us busy. We barely talk to each other at all. I tried their friendster but it seems that they haven't been using it too. I guess they do wish for the same thing but I will never know. I have a good schedule now and I have time to keep up with them. I do wish even for one day we'd get to catch up with each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish one of them will reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-3014529681800352634?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3014529681800352634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=3014529681800352634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3014529681800352634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/3014529681800352634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/10/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4922338957935196084</id><published>2006-10-19T10:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T11:28:00.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='update'/><title type='text'>At last!</title><content type='html'>After a few week, I managed to remember what password and email I was using for this blog. This is my only blog that I can barely maintain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a month since I used the pc... what has happened???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I lost all my songs in my Ipod thus I'm starting to download again now by album.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Our team got the early pm shift. 10-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got a new haircut from fix.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm playing Final Fantasy 12.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll be getting a SE K800i phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My throat is hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like Tea Square's Four Berries flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like White Chocolate Cream with Java Chip from starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had 3 days of vacation from work and this is the last day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'll be having a friday and saturday off next shift.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm so sleepy from the meds I took.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't eat Tostitos with a hint of lime without any dip. It's sour for me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been craving for Japanese food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been craving for Sebastian's Ice cream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've discovered super soft flip flops from Ipanema&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not good in playing the drums at Timezone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I might get a good deal for a laptop with a dual core processor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I finally went to the doctor to check my throat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am finished with the A.P.E for work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've outgrown the candy magazine...somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I hope I get to have time to update my blog next time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4922338957935196084?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4922338957935196084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4922338957935196084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4922338957935196084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4922338957935196084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/10/at-last.html' title='At last!'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-6756528034344714293</id><published>2006-09-11T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T03:04:31.863+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Alone</title><content type='html'>I'm the only one left awake here in my house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just watching mtv while browsing which is making me bored. Ever since the our new shift started my body adjusted to the Pacific time that my work is following. In three weeks from now there will be a new shift bid. I dunno what will happen since the team has different time schedules that they like. Some would like the 1am mla time, other would like the same schedule that we have now. I would like to have a morning shift this time 6am shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages of 6am shift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Less traffic (going to and coming home from work)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Everyone will be home for Christmas and New Year&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Normal life and more time to go out with friends outside work&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Less dangerous when commuting &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;There's no vto so there would be more money&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; Well... That's my opinion when the shift bid comes. It's the majority that will win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-6756528034344714293?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6756528034344714293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=6756528034344714293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6756528034344714293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/6756528034344714293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/alone.html' title='Alone'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-1230427895454654022</id><published>2006-09-11T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:48:18.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Endless, A Silent Whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS,Verdana,Arial;"&gt;     ENDLESS, A SILENT WHISPER&lt;br /&gt;(Urbandub)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night belongs to us&lt;br /&gt;We’re caught in a world of our own&lt;br /&gt;We cling to the hope it would change for us&lt;br /&gt;Is it in vain? Is it too late?&lt;br /&gt;Why did it have to be you than I.&lt;br /&gt;I heard the news today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the beginning of our last dance?&lt;br /&gt;Once around the floor, can we do it again?&lt;br /&gt;I feel  the thrill from words we say,&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace so much tighter&lt;br /&gt;This could be our last together&lt;br /&gt;Heaven sheds tears for the wounded hearts&lt;br /&gt;Our forever has been torn apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our vast religions&lt;br /&gt;Won’t help us answer&lt;br /&gt;What was pre-destined for us to have&lt;br /&gt;Since long ago.&lt;br /&gt;It’s hopeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world it turns with us&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in closer, don’t let go of me&lt;br /&gt;Now we close our eyes and let go to the night&lt;br /&gt;The night we feel alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-1230427895454654022?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1230427895454654022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=1230427895454654022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1230427895454654022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/1230427895454654022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/endless-silent-whisper.html' title='Endless, A Silent Whisper'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-8272260364602436041</id><published>2006-09-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T02:18:42.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation.. vacation</title><content type='html'>I'm on vacation today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after lunch and I went to the mall to get some groceries and some stuff that my cousin wants me to send her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken and I went to the mall around lunch time and since it's Sunday, the mall is full of people. We ate at Kitaro and I tried the sukiyaki. I never eat noodles atjap restaurants because I can never finish one bowl . I did like the taste and I'm kinda eager to try the other noodles. I was suppose to take pictures but I can never figure out how to take pictures with the Motorola razr that I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I got the belt and cd that she wanted. My cousin's a big fan ofRobin Padilla so she told me to get La Visa Loca. I don't know if that movie is good though. We went to the supermarket after and luckily there weren't long lines to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked up Ken's mom in Calamba and I bought buko pie for Grapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I didn't really get to do a lot today. So much for a vacation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-8272260364602436041?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8272260364602436041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=8272260364602436041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8272260364602436041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/8272260364602436041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/random-thoughts.html' title='Vacation.. vacation'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-5163966481896603178</id><published>2006-09-05T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T10:01:35.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Labor Day</title><content type='html'>It's labor day in the US today. So the work as lighter than our usual mondays since everyone is having time off from work. I got to work early as usual and less than half of the floor is occupied by the people. It a confirmation that the volume of calls are really light and there is vto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most from my team opted to stay and completed the shift. Unfortunately. my throat hurts that I had to stop taking calls. I waited for the others and we went to Mini stop to grab something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a new cheap thrill. The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;belgian chocolate ice cream&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mini Stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yum Yum! Too bad there no Mini Stop here only 711.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-5163966481896603178?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/5163966481896603178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=5163966481896603178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5163966481896603178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/5163966481896603178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-labor-day.html' title='Happy Labor Day'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-4518213038150087006</id><published>2006-09-03T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T04:18:17.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke Nights</title><content type='html'>Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a midnight madness sale at Glorietta and my team mates and I decided to hit the mall to check the sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were 7 who didn't go to work that day. Grace, Cathy, Lyann, Ron, George and me. We got to the mall at 11pm so we didn't really get to buy stuff except for Ron who bought a jacket. We headed to Masas to eat dinner and we kinda accompanied another team mate Marbin with his  date ( George's Niece). Which we all think didn't go too well as we expected since he got too shy and wasn't able to make his so-called moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner and laughs about the date. We drove to libis but since we didn't find anything to do there we went back to Makati and went to Music 21 and sang til 5am. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-4518213038150087006?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4518213038150087006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=4518213038150087006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4518213038150087006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/4518213038150087006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/karaoke-nights.html' title='Karaoke Nights'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-9105541698620668964</id><published>2006-09-03T04:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T04:08:53.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>Oo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OO - up dharma down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam naiisip kita&lt;br /&gt;baka sakali nga maisip mo ako&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam hanggang sa gabi&lt;br /&gt;inaasam makita kang muli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagtapos ang lahat sa di inaahasahang&lt;br /&gt;panahon at ngayon akoy iyong iniwan&lt;br /&gt;luhaan, sugatan, d mapakinabangan&lt;br /&gt;sana'y nagtanong ka lang kung d mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;sana'y nagtanong ka lang kung d mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako'y iyong nasakatan&lt;br /&gt;baka sakaling lang maisip mo naman&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam kay tagal na panahon&lt;br /&gt;ako'y nandrito parin hanggang ngayon para sayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lumipas man ang araw na ubod ng saya&lt;br /&gt;hindi parin nagbabago ang aking pagsinta&lt;br /&gt;kung ako'y nagkasala patawd na sana&lt;br /&gt;ang puso kong hangal ngayon lang nagmahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh, hindi mo lang alm akoy iyong nasaktan&lt;br /&gt;o baka sakaling ngang maisip mo naman&lt;br /&gt;puro siya na lang... sana'y ako naman&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam ikay minamasdan&lt;br /&gt;sna'y iyong mamalayan&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam hindi mo alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahit tayoy mgkaibigan lang&lt;br /&gt;bumabalik lhat sa tuwing nakukulitan&lt;br /&gt;bka sakali lng maisip mo naman&lt;br /&gt;akoy nandito lng hnd mo lng alm&lt;br /&gt;matalino ka naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kung ikaw at ako ay tunay na bigo&lt;br /&gt;sa laro na ito ay dpat bang sumuko&lt;br /&gt;sana'y d ka na lang pala aking nakilala&lt;br /&gt;kung alam ko lng ako'y iyong mssktan&lt;br /&gt;narito, sana'y nakinig na lang ako sa nanay ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam akoy iyong nasaktan&lt;br /&gt;o baka sakaling ngang maisip mo naman&lt;br /&gt;puro siya na lang.. sana'y ako naman&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam ika'y minamasdan&lt;br /&gt;sana'y iyong mamalayan&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam ohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malas mo&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ang natipuhan ko&lt;br /&gt;hindi mo lang alam ako'y iyong nasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**I love this song!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-9105541698620668964?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/9105541698620668964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=9105541698620668964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9105541698620668964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/9105541698620668964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/09/oo.html' title='Oo'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-115310029662891398</id><published>2006-07-17T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:38:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic! at the Disco</title><content type='html'>"I Write Sins Not Tragedies"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Oh, well imagine, as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,&lt;br /&gt; and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words:&lt;br /&gt; "What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding!" says a bridesmaid to a waiter.&lt;br /&gt; "And yes, but what a shame, what a shame, the poor groom's bride is a whore."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt; No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt; I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt; No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved&lt;br /&gt; Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne&lt;br /&gt; Oh! Well in fact, well I'll look at it this way, I mean technically our marriage is saved&lt;br /&gt; Well this calls for a toast, so pour the champagne, pour the champagne&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'd chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt; No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt; I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt; No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Again...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt; No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt; I'd chime in, "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?!"&lt;br /&gt; No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I love this song..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-115310029662891398?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115310029662891398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=115310029662891398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/115310029662891398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/115310029662891398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/07/panic-at-disco.html' title='Panic! at the Disco'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-115153666655442680</id><published>2006-06-29T07:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T07:17:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its alive..</title><content type='html'>After some time.. I can use my computer again...or parts of it. Ken had a spare computer but was lacking of ram and video card. My computer's broken because of the motherboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the mean time, I'll be using the motherboard and processor of ken. Yay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-115153666655442680?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/115153666655442680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=115153666655442680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/115153666655442680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/115153666655442680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-alive.html' title='Its alive..'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114902320594328568</id><published>2006-05-31T04:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T05:06:45.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No wo/man is an island...</title><content type='html'>There is a reality that everyone is talking about someon's back all the time. No matter how close or how nice you are to the person. I just found out that everyone is concerned with something that isn't there anymore. It's almost half a month since it stopped yet people are so intrigued? Why? Why? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more than 500 people working the place yet I feel that everyone was watching me during that time? Why? I'm not some celebrity. I'm just somebody. I don't even know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish they get on with their lives...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114902320594328568?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114902320594328568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114902320594328568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114902320594328568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114902320594328568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/05/no-woman-is-island.html' title='No wo/man is an island...'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114826024470340537</id><published>2006-05-22T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:10:44.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a long time since I posted. I have been busy with the new schedule and I haven't had time to use the computer since my brother and dad had been taking turns in it. I rarely have time to go online anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff that has been happening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[At Work] I have been performing less than before I got sick. I have to get back on my feet because I am losing money that I can get. I have been getting more VTO than I need. I haven't had the 80 hours for my payslip. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team's lead csr had his birthday party last saturday. It was fun everyone from the team was there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[My health]I have gained weight ever since I got out of the hospital. Thank God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Summer] I haven't even gone to the beach or anywhere with water and Its starting to rain? Why?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114826024470340537?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114826024470340537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114826024470340537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114826024470340537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114826024470340537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time.html' title='long time..'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114384521949854988</id><published>2006-04-01T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T06:46:59.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have lived through 43 things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I saw this post on friendster. I decided to check how many I lived through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have eaten more than 5 meals a day.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have read a lot of books.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been on some sort of varsity team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have run more than 2 miles without&lt;br /&gt;stopping.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x ] I have been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have watched cartoons for hours.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have tripped UP the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have fallen down an entire flight of stairs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been snowboarding/skiing.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have played ping pong.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I swam in the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have been on a whale watch.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have seen fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have almost drowned.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been so embarrassed I wanted to&lt;br /&gt;disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] have listened to one cd over &amp; over &amp;amp; over&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] have had stitches.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I have been on the honor roll.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have had frostbite.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have licked a frozen pole and got stuck&lt;br /&gt;there&lt;br /&gt;[x]I have stayed up til 2 doing homework/&lt;br /&gt;projects.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I currently have a job.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been ice skating.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been rollerblading.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have fallen flat on my face.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have tripped over my own two feet.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have played videogames for more than 3&lt;br /&gt;hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have passed out from being drunk.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have watched power rangers.&lt;br /&gt;total = 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I do attend Church regularly.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have already had my 16th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I have already had my 17th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've lost weight since one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x]I've called someone stupid. And meant it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been in a verbal argument.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've cried in school.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I've played basketball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played baseball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've played football on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played soccer on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've done cheerleading on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've played softball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've played volleyball on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've played tennis on a team.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been on a swim team.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been on a golf team.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been swimming more than 20 times in&lt;br /&gt;my life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've bungee jumped.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've climbed a rock wall.&lt;br /&gt;[] I've lost more than $20.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've called myself an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've called someone else an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I've cried myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had (or have) pets.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned a spice girls cd.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned a britney spears cd.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned an N*Sync cd.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've owned a backstreet boys cd.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've mooned someone.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've sworn at someone in authority.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been in the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've been on TV.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've eaten sushi.&lt;br /&gt;[ ]I've been on the other side of a waterfall.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings&lt;br /&gt;movies.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched all of the Harry Potter movies.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've watched all of the Rocky movies.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've watched the 3 stooges.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick &amp;amp; Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've watched Looney Tunes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been stuffed into a locker.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been called a geek.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've studied hard for a test and got a bad&lt;br /&gt;grade.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've not studied at all for a test and aced it.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x ] I've hugged my mom within the past 24 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've met a celebrity/music artist.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've written poetry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] I've been attracted to someone much older&lt;br /&gt;than me.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been tickled till I've cried.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've tickled someone else until they cried.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've had/have siblings.&lt;br /&gt;[x]I've been to a rock concert.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've listened to classical music and enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;[x] I've been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been picked last in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been picked first in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I've been picked in that middle-range in gym&lt;br /&gt;class.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114384521949854988?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114384521949854988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114384521949854988' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114384521949854988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114384521949854988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-have-lived-through-43-things.html' title='I have lived through 43 things...'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114259646221209038</id><published>2006-03-17T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T19:54:22.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backtrack</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have been sick and confined for 5 days in the hosp since march 7. I got sick of typhoid fever and acute gastroentritis. I have been absent for work for 7 days. I missed a lot of events like choosing the shift and the team building in Galera.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind at all because my concern was my health. It was my first time to be admitted at the hospital. It was a new experience for me. Truth is I'm scared of hospital. Yes, funny but its true. i don't really wanna be admitted at that time but I can't eat or even drink anymore. I was on the verge of dehydration. I felt weak and I looked horrible. Pale skin and dry lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being scared of the hospital is something I fear that I conquered. What I can't conquer is my fear of injection. My veins are so thin and the med tech or doctors had a hard time getting blood and inserting the IV. I will admit that I cry because I was scared. It's something that I won't be ashamed to admit because you see the people that take my blood sweat a lot. They also admit that it's hard to get my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got out of the hospital. Everything feels new again. I spent my birthday at home without anything just spaghetti and barbecue which I couldn't eat. I'm still happy because people that I dpn't expect to remember my birthday...greeted me. I also got my Ipod Video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My birthday was fun eventhough I still feel weak. It's time to get back to work and start over again. New shift...higher rank!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114259646221209038?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114259646221209038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114259646221209038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114259646221209038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114259646221209038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/03/backtrack.html' title='Backtrack'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114134105147811962</id><published>2006-03-03T06:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T07:10:51.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tj came to Manila, Last Wednesday, we were able to meet up with him at Glorietta for breakfast and play games at timezone. We ate at Pancake House and was able to chat and update each others lives. It was really fun. We're trying to meet up again hopefully today but with the schedule of everyone clashing...It's not bound to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was reading a book about writing short stories. It was a short explanation and I guess it will be helpful and I'm gonna start working on my first short story soon. The work will be more hectic and tiresome, I hope i have the energy to make the story...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114134105147811962?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114134105147811962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114134105147811962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114134105147811962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114134105147811962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/03/little-updates.html' title='Little Updates'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114084387525641940</id><published>2006-02-25T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T13:04:35.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I went to the MYMP concert in UPHL yesterday. It was also &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my first photography stint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. They said it was supposed to start at 7 but as usual with Filipinos it started late....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There were also other band that played. The first band is Shamrock. They played their own songs and they covered songs from Incubus, Green Day, Matchbo20, Blink 182 and Third eye Blind. They were also the band who sung the theme song from Sassy Girl Chung Hyang and Jewel in the Palace. I was able to take a lot of shots from them since they're the first band and I asked Ken to take a picture of me with the band. They band was nice and they're very approachable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next band was Juana. They played their songs like Pansinin Mo and Goodbye. They also played Said and Done. It was nice to take pictures of the vocalist because she has nice facial expression. Cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the band that everyone was waiting for MYMP. It took a little longer for MYMP to start because Juris didn't come on the stage and I don't know what the reason was. I saw her shoes and bag and it was nice. Chin however is wearing make-up because of the lights. After I took and used up all my shots I went home because I was tired from standing and taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken said the pictures that I took were nice for someone who took pictures in low light. I haven't finished the post processing but I made a &lt;a href="http://marchchild.blogspirit.com"&gt;collage&lt;/a&gt; of the pictures that I took from each band. I already posted it on my photoblog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will take a while before I can finish the post processing because I have to work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114084387525641940?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114084387525641940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114084387525641940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114084387525641940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114084387525641940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/02/concert.html' title='The Concert'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-114076437398500797</id><published>2006-02-24T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T14:59:34.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to work</title><content type='html'>After a week of being sick. I was able to go back to work. Our company occupies three floors in the building and our team is supposed to stay at the 12th floor. I didn't want to see everyone yet so I have been taking calls at the 11th floor for almost 5 days. Still they were able to see me because of our team meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my team mates were eager to see me and some I don't know and I don't care. It was nice that I was able to took a week from them and now I feel that I'm a newbie and I don't know anyone.  Maybe next week I'll be more comfortabe working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I signed up for a photoblog today. I called it Keeshy's mobile photography. I'llplace pictures from my mobile phone which I think are artistic and pictures that I have edited and other snapshots from my everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to place more pictures and I'm still browsing my computer for the pictures. I already placed a link on this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-114076437398500797?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/114076437398500797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=114076437398500797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114076437398500797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/114076437398500797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/02/back-to-work.html' title='back to work'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113935417161203627</id><published>2006-02-08T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T07:16:11.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad case of sore throat</title><content type='html'>It was Saturday night, I woke up my throat hurts and I feel weak. I had to drag myself to work that night. Good thing, Ken brought me to work. I was planning on going VTO but it wasn't availing so Ken went home early. I was able to work half day but my throat hurts when I speak and when I ate lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home, slept and then I got fever and chills and my body was aching so bad... I was able to sleep for the afternoon but when night came, I couldn't sleep because my body was aching. This was the same thing during Sunday morning only I can't speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday came, Went to the doctor. found out it was a bd care of sore throat. Actually, it was peritonsil abcess. I was given meds and I cant go to work for 3 days because I have to stop talking for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I was feeling better but my throat still hurts when I speak. I hope I feel better soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly,  I wanna go back to work&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113935417161203627?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113935417161203627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113935417161203627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113935417161203627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113935417161203627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/02/bad-case-of-sore-throat.html' title='Bad case of sore throat'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113927305670929617</id><published>2006-02-07T08:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T08:44:16.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/1600/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/320/collage1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I found the picture while browsing the computer. It was during our graduation. funny right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113927305670929617?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113927305670929617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113927305670929617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113927305670929617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113927305670929617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/02/harry-potter-syndrome_07.html' title='harry potter syndrome'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113927093734389943</id><published>2006-02-07T07:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T08:08:57.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week of nothingness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a long time since I blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a chance to go online since my brother is still sleeping. He has been busy working on his thesis and has been hogging the computer for a long time now. I haven't had a chance to use the pc because of my pst time schedule which means I sleeping at day and working at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wel... anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a chance to do some bloghopping and I can say that I'm very impressed at how blogging makes people very creative. Some of the creative blogs that I have seen are created by girls younger than me not that I am old. okay. Makes me wonder why didn't I ever bother to create my own layout for my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I started my blog just before I got my work. My work though doesn't give time to be able to work on my graphic arts and other projects in my computer. I miss editing and tweaking photos. I had a chance to create my website befire but I wasn't able to keep it. I have to be able to manage my time because this is what my works make me do. Miss the stuff that I really love to do. It's something that I love to do even I don't get money for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113927093734389943?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113927093734389943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113927093734389943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113927093734389943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113927093734389943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/02/one-week-of-nothingness.html' title='one week of nothingness'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113641757787775048</id><published>2006-01-01T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T08:09:45.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/1600/DSC_0086a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/320/DSC_0086a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been a crazy year.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New job, &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;new environment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems like a movie...not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of changes that has happened for the year 2005. First, I ended the year of me being a bum. Now I am a certified professional bum...talking all night , sleeping all day. Ofcourse, I made a lot of adjustments with the job that I got. I sacrificed my tv time, internet time, arts and exercise for sleeping. I realized the value of sleeping. In retrospect, I got my job last March 28 and I belong to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;US team 1&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Kallmasters. &lt;/span&gt;It was a long adjustment since March but I have made friends even outside the team. Everyone's is getting along pretty well now. We just had our Christmas party last Dec 28 and everyone did have fun, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/1600/coverdisplay.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 110px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/200/coverdisplay.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/1600/Photo-0525.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 110px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/200/Photo-0525.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/1600/Photo-0487.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 110px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/200/Photo-0487.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everything worked the way that I wanted to. I also have to sacrifice the time with my friends because our schedules are way too different. Two Christmas have passed since we saw each other. There were a lot of goodbyes from friends and batchmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could write everything that made or didn't made sense last year but what is really important is that I'm alive and enjoying my life as it slowly unfolds. It's new year and new things will happen. I can't say what will happen but I'll enjoy my year as it slowly reveals what's is in store for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year World!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/1600/Photo-0562a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 110px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3798/839/200/Photo-0562a.0.jpg" alt="" 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/10704810-113641757787775048?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113641757787775048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113641757787775048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113641757787775048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113641757787775048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113487176187638445</id><published>2005-12-18T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T10:09:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot coal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holding on to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:100%;" &gt;anger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is like&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;grasping a hot coal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the intent of throwing it&lt;br /&gt;at someone else;&lt;br /&gt;you are the one&lt;br /&gt;who gets&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:100%;" &gt;burned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;-Buddha, ancient Indian philosopher, founder of Buddhism&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank Buddha for his philosophy and I will let go of the things that happened yesterday. Karma will get you whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am strong. No one can bring me down so I'm letting this go I won't let it ruin my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113487176187638445?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113487176187638445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113487176187638445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113487176187638445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113487176187638445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/hot-coal_18.html' title='hot coal'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113417514652391699</id><published>2005-12-10T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T08:39:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>My mom and I went grocecy yesterday. It was funny because all of the songs were the ones that we used to practice during the proms back in elementary and high school. It made me remember the stuff that we used to do. How everyone looked. What was the cool thing during that time. The friends that I hang out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is everyone? What changed? Its interesting but I'm too apathetic right now to give it too much thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113417514652391699?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113417514652391699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113417514652391699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113417514652391699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113417514652391699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113402671371107550</id><published>2005-12-08T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T08:31:34.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As told by Keeshy</title><content type='html'>"Someone one told me the grass is much greener on the other side..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at my payslips and realized that my hours are slowly going down. Well, I felt bas coz christmas is near and I still haven't bought any gifts. So I decided not to take endshifts anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made friends with the so called team b and I found out that they're not really different. MAybe because they don't have vices and they have other priorities or other places that they like to go to. But the grass isn't much greener on the other side. They're just the same shade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113402671371107550?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113402671371107550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113402671371107550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113402671371107550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113402671371107550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/as-told-by-keeshy.html' title='As told by Keeshy'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113347154470338908</id><published>2005-12-02T04:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T05:12:24.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5:07 blogging</title><content type='html'>I was excited that my friends and I agreed to meet up last saturday, Everything was set the time, place. But then they wanted to change everything until that we just cancelled the meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth of the matter, I was sad and dissapointed. I thought they would understand my schedule since they don't have any work the following day and I have whicvh would start very early, then I have to adjust and adjust to everything? I can't afford to do that anymore. Not with the work that I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113347154470338908?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113347154470338908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113347154470338908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113347154470338908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113347154470338908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/12/507-blogging.html' title='5:07 blogging'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113296032342420983</id><published>2005-11-26T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T07:12:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasta</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I cooked Pasta for dinner. I saw it from a cooking show but I revised it. It was surprisingly good. Exceeded my expectations. Everyone was thankful but blaming me for making them eat a lot. hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113296032342420983?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113296032342420983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113296032342420983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113296032342420983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113296032342420983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/pasta.html' title='Pasta'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113270171679881734</id><published>2005-11-23T07:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:23:55.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Somewhat Machiavellian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/a-little-mach.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not going to mow over everyone to get ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're also powerful enough to make things happen for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand how the world works, even when it's an ugly place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just don't get ugly yourself - unless you have to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howmachiavellianareyouquiz/"&gt;How Machiavellian Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B9EEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Hawaiian Name is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D4FFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/girl.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lanikai Lana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Hawaiian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Japanese Name Is...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nami Reizei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/japanesenamegenerator/"&gt;What's your Japanese Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFF2BF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your French Name is:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAE6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/france.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charlene  Bellanger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/frenchnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your French Name?&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/10704810-113270171679881734?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113270171679881734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113270171679881734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270171679881734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270171679881734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/more-blogthings.html' title='More blogthings'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113270131420397619</id><published>2005-11-23T07:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:15:14.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my personality according to blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Personality Is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Idealist (NF)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a passionate, caring, and unique person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are good at expressing yourself and sharing your ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the most compassionate of all types and connect with others easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart tends to rule you. You can't make decisions without considering feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seek out other empathetic people to befriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth and authenticity matters in your friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you give everything you have to relationships. You fall in love easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you crave personal expression and meaning in your career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With others, you communicate well. You can spend all night talking with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as your looks go, you've likely taken the time to develop your own personal style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On weekends, you like to be with others. Charity work is also a favorite pastime of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/threequestionpersonalitytest/"&gt;The Three Question Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Keys to Your Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/heart.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to your lover to think you are loyal and faithful... that you'll never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/"&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&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/10704810-113270131420397619?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113270131420397619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113270131420397619' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270131420397619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270131420397619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-personality-according-to-blogthings.html' title='my personality according to blogthings'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113270068827904466</id><published>2005-11-23T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:10:24.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F88B8B" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 60% "Average American"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A7CEFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howaverageamericanareyouquiz/american.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are average because you live within three miles of McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not average since you don't drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howaverageamericanareyouquiz/"&gt;How "Average American" Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Schoolgirl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/schoolgirl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not quite as wild as a "kogyaru", but with your short plaid skirt&lt;br /&gt;and silly white socks, you're still a sexual fetish object.&lt;br /&gt;You can usually be seen hanging out in the girly section of the video game places,&lt;br /&gt;collecting photobooth stickers of you and your friends. You may not be as innocent as you look.&lt;br /&gt;Did those vending machine panties once belong to you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourjapanesesubculturequiz/"&gt;What's Your Japanese Subculture?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FF9900" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Not Scary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFD79A"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/not-scary.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves you. Isn't that sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howscaryareyouquiz/"&gt;How Scary 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/10704810-113270068827904466?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113270068827904466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113270068827904466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270068827904466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270068827904466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/interesting.html' title='Interesting...'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113270044708686391</id><published>2005-11-23T06:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:00:47.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog things</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Movie Of Your Life Is  A Cult Classic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/cult-classic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few.&lt;br /&gt;But if someone's obsessed with you, look out!  Your fans are downright freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/ifyourlifewasamoviewhatgenrewoulditbequiz/"&gt;If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?&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/10704810-113270044708686391?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113270044708686391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113270044708686391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270044708686391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113270044708686391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-things.html' title='Blog things'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113253635945496872</id><published>2005-11-21T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T09:34:30.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junk foods..</title><content type='html'>I had a chat with my cousin in Cali. We talked about junk foods and stuff. Reminiscing haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ace_21tej: ate aiza!!&lt;br /&gt;kishi: musta&lt;br /&gt;kishi: galing akong work.&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: ahh..ako erin eh&lt;br /&gt;kishi: ang kulit ng mga kano@&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: kakauowi k lng gling work&lt;br /&gt;kishi: ako din. kumakain nga kong chikito. alam mo ba un&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: chikito..&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: parang nkalimutan ko n eh&lt;br /&gt;kishi: oo.. prang nagaraya...pero tig pipiso lang&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: Ayun tma naalala ko nagh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: un din lagi kong kinakain dyan eh&lt;br /&gt;kishi: hehe.. gusto mo ba ng picture?&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: sub ng nagaraya&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;kishi: oo kpg walang pera.&lt;br /&gt;kishi: naabutan mo ba ung boy bawang?&lt;br /&gt;kishi: masarap daw un eh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: yah&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: oo namn&lt;br /&gt;kishi: hindi ko pa natitikman un.&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: hehe&lt;br /&gt;kishi: kakain nga ko ng rinbee mamaya eh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: bkt ayaw mo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: eh ung amm...MAMAMIA??&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: natikman mo n?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: sarap din un&lt;br /&gt;kishi: hindi lanhg&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: para sakin...kc&lt;br /&gt;kishi: hingi pa ko nakakabili eh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: ung iba ayaw nila..d ko lam kung bakt&lt;br /&gt;kishi: mamamia? di ko alam un eh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;kishi: ano ba un&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: sayng&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: anu cya...may flavor na spaghetti..&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: tapos ung shape ng chicherya..parang noodles na putol putl&lt;br /&gt;kishi: ah. titikman ko kapag nakita ko tapos update kita..&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: hehe&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: talagang kelangan&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: eh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: noh&lt;br /&gt;kishi: may snacku pa nga ako eh.&lt;br /&gt;kishi: syempre nman&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: ..d ba bawala sau junk fuds??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kishi: hindi nmn.&lt;br /&gt;kishi: eh tuwing day off lang ako nakakain noh. kaya konti lang..&lt;br /&gt;kishi: ung chikito nuts un noh&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: woooh....tapos isasagad mo...e d parang da whole week knna rin kumain ng junk&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: i know nuts un...pero ung mamamia hndi&lt;br /&gt;kishi: di nmn. kc mamaya pagtulog ko derederetso na to&lt;br /&gt;kishi: haha..&lt;br /&gt;ace_21tej: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;kishi: oo nga. eh wala pa nmn me nakikitang mamamia eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's funny coz until now they don't really know how to spell my name. It's also funny coz my team mates and I also talked bout the chichas or junk food we used to eat and how we eat when we were kids. Rinbee, Pompoms, Pritos Rings...list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun being a kid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113253635945496872?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113253635945496872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113253635945496872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113253635945496872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113253635945496872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/junk-foods.html' title='Junk foods..'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113136729266441060</id><published>2005-11-07T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:41:32.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past haunts</title><content type='html'>It's been months since my phone was stolen...&lt;br /&gt;I was able to let go of the memories that came with it...&lt;br /&gt;A new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I found out that someone had my phone and was texting people in my phonebook. Of course I was mad. The jerk was posing off as my cousin. A friend was asking if I wanna meet up with the guy but I'm not sure. It's not like I can take my phone back. right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. new start. new memories to make.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113136729266441060?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113136729266441060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113136729266441060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113136729266441060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113136729266441060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/11/past-haunts.html' title='The past haunts'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-113071437498484887</id><published>2005-10-31T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:19:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna get out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna shout...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wanna fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been feeling lost. I feel detached. I feel that I'm invisible. I don't really know when it started and what the cause is. I just feel that there is a hole inside me. There are a lot of things that  I try to ignore and hold back. Questions are popping in my mind not knowing why. Sometimes I feel that I am being paranoid or maybe I'm looking for something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I bored?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know but I feel I need change...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-113071437498484887?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/113071437498484887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=113071437498484887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113071437498484887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/113071437498484887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/10/jaded.html' title='Jaded'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-112968393239778254</id><published>2005-10-19T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T09:05:32.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="boxcontent"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;div class="dailyhoroscope"&gt;   &lt;div class="horoscopemainimage"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 42px; height: 42px;" src="http://images.friendster.com/images/horoscopes/pisces_lg.gif" alt="Pisces" title="Pisces" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Bottom Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Build your intuitive senses by believing in yourself -- your gut won't let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In Detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An argument so ancient that you really can't remember the exact cause may be keeping you away from a loved one. Since neither of you seems willing to admit even partial responsibility for the initial event -- whatever it was -- the dispute could go down in the Guinness World Book as the most ridiculous argument that was never solved by two people who might otherwise have been friends forever. How about losing that infamous record in favor of thinking about all the good times?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I opened my firendster and read my horoscope. For some freaky reason, it seems to be applicable of what is happening to me. I never believed in horoscopes but I do read it for fun. Now here's the sitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this certain person that for some unknown reason I feel that he is isolating me from the group everytime the friends get together. I think he feels awkward when I'm there. Sometimes I feel that he doesn't want me to be there. He acts like I'm not there though there are times that he knows that I'm there and recognizes my presence. Truth of the matter, I kinda think that it's lame and gay for a guy to act that way. I don't think it's healthy for the group so I'm kinda paying less attention to him. Sort of the same way what he does...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Question? Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a back track few months, around July. He's new. He's was nice and he was the first one who talked to me.  He always inviting us to the endshift gimiks. I thought. Hey, what a nice guy, friendly. We got close, He got sweet but I wasn't thinkin bout anything coz I know all the girls he likes. The guys always tease us but I never believed him. I'd rather be friends with him than something else. Then he made progress with his so-called business , I knew the sweetness would stop. I never changed how I was with him but he seemed awkward and he ws trying to ignore me, which made me think. What the???? Right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I could stipulate a lot of reasons but I think I can never ask why.  Like they say there are some things never meant to be spoken of. I guess this one is included...&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/10704810-112968393239778254?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112968393239778254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=112968393239778254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/112968393239778254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/112968393239778254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/10/hmminteresting.html' title='hmm...interesting'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-112910897310560723</id><published>2005-10-12T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T17:27:29.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>text messages</title><content type='html'>Ever since Globe had the text non stop promo. I have been getting a lot of messages from friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From Vhin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;so much&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;He&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns&lt;br /&gt;His&lt;br /&gt;ears&lt;br /&gt;to You&lt;br /&gt;constantly&lt;br /&gt;He&lt;br /&gt;always&lt;br /&gt;answers&lt;br /&gt;Your requests&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;w/&lt;br /&gt;a YEs&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;is best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When I got that message I remembered one of the topics that we had debated over beer with my team mates not that I drink or anything. Well, I remembered that one team mate said that one topic that wouldn't have an end during debates will be religion and so he said that we should start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny because everytime a topic is opened. There are times that everyone would talk at the same time trying to point something out. Then they will team up and split again and team up with a diffrent person. I remembered during that time that they were talking bout how intelligent God is because even if they were doing something not right like their vices. They manage to remember and talk and appreciate God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;God is good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/10704810-112910897310560723?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112910897310560723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=112910897310560723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/112910897310560723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/112910897310560723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/10/text-messages.html' title='text messages'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10704810.post-112890999727799321</id><published>2005-10-10T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T10:06:40.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Phase</title><content type='html'>I went on endshift again. Of course, I was able to get one since I have the highest cpt. I can admit that I am disappointed with my performance. After my day off,  I am planning to try to lower it down without sacrificing my QA. I don't really know what's wrong with me. Ever since I started concentrating on my QA  I've been slower than before. I feel bad because I know that my mentor expects a lot from me just because he knows that I can. I know I can. I have to do something about it and I know I can do something about it. Aja!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past events..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday//We went on endshift because we (actually they) were supposed to go to Jayga's  place to drink Tequilla which Chin brought but Jayga said that we can crash her place. Since we didn't know where to crash we were planning to stay until we were able to go home.Richmond was planning to go to DG but Jello said it's better to go to Watering Hole. So we went there instead. We saw Jed and decided to take him along. They made my drink one bottle but I wasn't feeling it so I gave the rest of the drink to Marbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very amusing to see those boys debate about how they are "sex experts". They talk as if they really know how to please a woman which according to Chin, They didn't. I agree. But I won't discuss the details here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did had a good time because it's gonna be team shift bid. Second, Marbin was adding more words to his Marbsters Dictionary which Jello constantly reminds us. After the laughs and the drinks we decided to eat breakfast but I didn't since I really wanted to go home and I didn't like the menu. I arrived at home at arounf 10am and slept at 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday//We found out that it's gonna be team shift bid so everyone was happy about it. IT was the day when the VTO list was full. Everyone wants to go endshift but we were given the most waited endshift 15 mins before the time. Hehe.. It was almost nosebleed for us. haha.. OVertime..  btw, we had pizza from the company since we were celebrating the Customer Service week but everyone didn't get a chance to eat pizza because of some other inconsiderated people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10704810-112890999727799321?l=dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/112890999727799321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10704810&amp;postID=112890999727799321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/112890999727799321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10704810/posts/default/112890999727799321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerouspoetry.blogspot.com/2005/10/just-phase.html' title='Just a Phase'/><author><name>Keeshy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00721673213499240845</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://assets.11piecesofflare.com/stickers/0390/1682/1thing_thumb.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
