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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Dec 2004 04:53:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A greenish picture</title>
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  <description>Hey look a greenish picture.. yihoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/IMG_0188.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Dec 2004 07:29:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A pic</title>
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  <description>I edited this one using photoshop.. I hope you guys like it..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/thingthingy.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2004 18:52:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pics..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Hey I gotta a Digicam yesterday.. wonderful.. check out my pictures they&amp;nbsp;weren&apos;t edited.. I hope you guys&amp;nbsp;like them.. they&apos;re others but gotta fix them first..&amp;nbsp;I shot all of them except one, which was shot by&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;brother.&amp;nbsp; Most of them have me in it-I had to use the timer and run back and forth..haha&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The next three pics are&amp;nbsp;in Gerry&apos;s Grill&amp;nbsp;where my dad, bro and I celebrated my birthday..Yihoy!&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;My brother&amp;nbsp;took this one..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;A pic of Carla, Diane, and Kara in GMA when we had a tour yesterday..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Around dasma..&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The next two are artificially lit shots&amp;nbsp;in dasma&amp;nbsp;using Laki&apos;s Lights..fun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/IMG_0100.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/IMG_0077.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/IMG_0073.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/IMG_0068.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Nov 2004 14:20:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>photoshop..yihayo!</title>
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  <description>I used photoshop as in really used it for the first time.. This is the image I came up with.. I thank Diana for taking the pic and sending it, and JK for the advice on how to use photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/whatever.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys like it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2004 14:27:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>More pics..</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Hey more pictures that I took and tampered with.. Check out my baby Sadako.. hehehe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Hope you guys like it..&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2004 06:27:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pics!</title>
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  <description>Hey check out my pictures.. tampered with them.. Hope you guys like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/5.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/6.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/7.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/8.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2004 12:34:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=mrs_caulfield&quot;&gt;Trish&lt;/a&gt; this is a comic of the fartoon characters, but they&apos;re not fartoons or vartoons.. hehe.. you gave me the idea so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=mrs_caulfield&quot;&gt;Trish&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Sabog.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys like the comic..</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2004 03:44:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Haven&apos;t updated in a while..</title>
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  <description>Hey haven&apos;t updated in a while.. hehe.. I made a story I hope you guys like it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Characterizing Affection”&lt;br /&gt;By Christian R. Henares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hermaphrodite lying down on the soil filled with bright green weeds, looks up at the clouded gray sky.  Its hands and feet are tied down by diamond-like crystal shackles stuck to the floor.  It looks down on its naked body, and focuses on the glass stomach it was born with.  Its flesh clinches on to the sides of the round bowl at the bottom of its torso.  Within the glass formation two red butterflies flutter.  It looks at them and gives a face of cheerfulness.  The dam-shaped clouds move their bodies from sun’s river of light that pours directly into the translucent organ of the hermaphrodite.  The insects flying inside then revealed their true color; from the red that they were, they became black.  The hermaphrodite watching the result of the disclosure gives a face of irresolution.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2004 16:57:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Crap..</title>
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  <description>Hmm.. Shit, I gotta stop smoking its becoming something that I have to do.. but it is so good..</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Sep 2004 19:10:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Labor..</title>
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  <description>Ey made a story.. hope you guys like it..                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Labor”&lt;br /&gt;By Christian R. Henares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	  The fingers of the moon crawled through the center of the roof.  It gave a faint light to the four corners of the small house, and emphasis on a murky figure lying in the middle of it all.  The sound of a galloping horse is heard outside.  It comes to a halt, and footsteps are then heard at the front of the door.  The handle then slowly turns as the sound of the lock clicks to open.  Shreds of light slide threw the edges of the door, while he slowly opens it.  The light from the face of the entrance then creates a path that extends to the center.  His silhouette stands firmly, while the light passes threw his outline. The man takes a step on the floor of the house only to find a liquid filling the whole area.  He looked upon this dark thick substance, and gave a grin to the knowledge of what it was.  Slowly this being walked towards the innocent figure looking at his pleased reflection below him as it deformed and fixed itself though the ripples.  The male reached the truthful figure, and found it to be her, his admirer.  She was the loving figure with a lifeless body now.  The man knelt down beside her corpse.  A hole was found created upon her left breast by a bleeding knife sleeping in the palm of her pale and open hand.  The blade had his name embossed in the handle.  Her eyes were widely open, and the sides of her visage were filled with traces of tears.  He picked her head, while assisting the neck, and gave a nice sweet kiss to her cold violet lips.  On releasing, he saw his face on the pupils of her eyes as they stared back at him.  The male put her back down and softly uttered “Thank You” as he gave a smile.  He raised himself up, and walked out the door, killing the light that came from it.  In the end her being was left in the middle of it all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Sep 2004 17:07:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;d like to thank glorietta too for being my new home for the past few days..</title>
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  <description>Tired..haha.. need to sleep well.. my grammar has been shit for a while now.. Been saying all these weird shit to my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time yesterday in a party with my block and others.. It was the b-day of one of them..HAPPY BDAY AGAIN IF EVER YOU SEE THIS.. and I said that my house could be used..  I got in trouble though later on in the morning with my tita.. She got pissed at the messed up smelly rooms, and had a misunderstanding after seeing two of my friends, opposite sex of each other, leave the house early in the morning together.. It&apos;s good we fixed it all up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the movie Orange County..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another new thing now to match cigs.. Ice Coffee.. Good Mix, taste good together.. Had that earlier this morning while watching orange county.. Smoking Bud, you know who you are.. try this with me sometime.. I&apos;ve got like a box now at home in the south.. meet me there.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah a new fave band.. Pixies.. excellent.. too bad the tape that we were using got fucked up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d like to thank glorietta too for being my new home for the past few days..</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2004 15:59:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My sister..</title>
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  <description>My baby sister said the cutest thing today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I were walking in the mall, and my baby sister started to limp coz her foot was painful.  My mom told me to carry her, and so I did.  She&apos;s really heavy now that she&apos;s older.  Out of being tired, I asked her &quot;are you pretending to have a broken leg?&quot;, and she replied &quot;no, I am not.  &quot;If you were in my place you would know that it is true.  And I would have been in your place, and believed you in saying that you have a broken leg.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you disagree with that?.. So I carried her..</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Aug 2004 17:40:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>..Anti-piracy..</title>
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  <description>My friend Jason decided to go to greenhills today instead of joining me and Craig in the mall.  He went there and found the DVDs he&apos;s been looking for a while now.  As he was handing in the money, a man came in screaming the word &quot;RAID&quot;.  The next thing he knew SWAT members came in, and started beating the crap out of people.  Then from the midst of it all came an unknown figure.  My friend saw this unknown being, and found it to be &lt;b&gt; MR. EDU MANZANO &lt;/b&gt;(The Weakest Link Dude).  There Jason was in the center of a riot when all he wanted was to buy was his nice priced reasonable pirated DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we could say to him in comfort to his sorrow was &quot;HAHA, YOU SHOULD HAVE JOINED US IN ATC&quot;!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2004 16:37:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ey the pictures finally came!</title>
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  <description>My friend finally sent the pics that were taken during the night after watching Bamboo.. yes, it has been a while.. Tell me whatcha guys think of it especially &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=mrs_caulfield&quot;&gt; Mrs_Caulfield &lt;/a&gt;, since your a cam lover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used a phone digicam for this I hope you guys like the pics.  I did all except one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I didn&apos;t do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image681.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my poop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image683.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image684.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image685.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image686.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image688.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image689.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image692.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image694.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v419/funkylicious/Image699.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yehoo! Ok there ya go.. Damn they&apos;re huge..</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2004 08:51:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Anyway das it..</title>
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  <description>Haven&apos;t been able to make a log in a while due to the computer in house has a problem; its really slow now, and damn where did the D drive go.. ergg.. I&apos;m in mi lolos now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forever tamad.. I&apos;ve to work on this thingy, but I really don&apos;t feel like doing so.  This has been prolonged, and started months ago, I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went around the mall with my friend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN was looking for those long pipes for my cigs.. The kind that Shishio or those old 20&apos;s gals had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my family later on.. my dad used the term FOOD TRIP yesterday, mercy please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it he had to meet, in his words, HIS BARKADA after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Mi Teenage Dad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I have new thing now.. Lighting Cigs with matches.. Its better that way, and I act like a fused retro with present anime character or a 60s Mob guy.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway das it..</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Aug 2004 16:09:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And I&apos;m going to stop typing at the period.</title>
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  <description>Hello all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an interestingly fun weekend.. haha.. first became sad on friday for no reason at all, I dunno why I get into those, then went psycho.. And wrote a really dumb post..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The post before this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend got screwed over like shit by this other female friend of ours.. So talking in the usual way with my friend, cussed like whatever to cheer him up, but as I was in the moment I accidentally sent it to the gal.. OH CRAP POOR DUDE.. Told him and we just laughed over it.. I hope her &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=phone&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; was off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=mrs_caulfield&quot;&gt; Mrs_Caulfiend &lt;/a&gt; later on..WEE.. THE MALL WAS CROWDED.. IF A MILF THREW A BOMB IN ATC THAT DAY HE&apos;D BE REMEMBERED..  We watched AVP(my second time), and laughed(again).  Trish was getting other &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=people&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; to laugh coz she&apos;d laugh loudly, and then you&apos;d here other &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=people&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; echoing after.. AMAZING.. hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw pareng &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=unit_3021&quot;&gt;  Unit_3021 &lt;/a&gt; twice.. ROCK ON! I miss your puff though dude! Grow it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Mrs_Caulfield went around and talked about vut-eber.  We sat in this place, and a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=family&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;family&lt;/a&gt; would pass buy and all of them would look at us, even the little children in the stroller.  She left later on, and I stayed around and smoked.. Went &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;home&lt;/a&gt; then left again later on.. Went with my mom to the taft area coz she had a party there.. Met up with a friend.. Finished with my friend early so hungout with my driver Jay while waiting.. Went back for her, and went &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, got up went to Church. Left and ate at &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;.  Left again and watched Stepford wives.. cute &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=movie&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;.. walked around, played billiards with bro and friend who&apos;s b-day was then.. Smoked half or 1/4 a stick then went &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I&apos;m going to stop typing at the period.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 18:13:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmmph..WHAT THE FUCK AM I UP TO..</title>
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  <description>Today, I woke up, traffic, and went to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Perspective in Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life=waking up-&amp;gt;traffic-&amp;gt;everything else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the teacher wasn&apos;t there, I walked around and smiled out of boredom to no one, and my friends were laughing as I came in doin so and saying &quot;I&apos;m really bored&quot;.  PSYCHOTIC. SOMEONE SHOOT ME I&apos;M LOOSING MYSELF!  Anyway I returned the CDs I borrowed from Francis, Gilbert, and Craig=THANK YOU!  Francis had an inuman thingy too, thanks for inviting me.. I should have gone..If I didnt drink should&apos;ve brought some home anyway.. The booz wouldve helped me now.. I&apos;m i dunno.. PARANOID FREAK OR WHAT! DIE CHRISTIAN DIE! LALALALALA.. OOHH FLOATING TEDDY BEARS IN THE SKY! HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. enough. What the fuck. Oh yeah.. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so happy for those who are happy.. my friend who I just found out is super dooper happy for a great reason which I cannot mention, I hope it all goes well.. If it doesn&apos;t I&apos;ll have my suicidal buddy back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUMPING OFF YUCHENCO.. Hey someone help me.. Let&apos;s buy a life size doll, and throw it done Yuchenx, while saying &quot;ayoko nang mabuhay&quot;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis, Pogz, Joseph.. Lets get the others like Gilb and Craig to do this.. tara.. La namang sanction yun.. kung meron saakin na lahat.. Lets do this kung may guests or during U-Break.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFE without purpose is meaningless=who the fuck said that again.. thank you my friend.. I believe it was Agent Smith..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose= to wake up and live for the same old damn mother fucking sad thing everyday.. GAIN AND LOSS, what is gained will be lost sometime.. FUCK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT UNDERSTAND ME NOW.. I DON&apos;T UNDERSTAND MY SITUATION NOW..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole log is fucking dramatically corny.. one of those I wish was I wasn&apos;t born logs..  An answer to that for me though is if you weren&apos;t born then you wouldn&apos;t have been able to think of such thus not creating the dilemma which you hope to go against.  One cannot exist without the other.  Experience is a great teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s ok Christian everything will work out.. IT&apos;S THE DAMN SAME OLD THING AGAIN NEWAY.. PAIN THEN HAPPINESS, and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well we all have to deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS HAS BEEN ONE FUCKED UP LOG..</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2004 14:47:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Here..</title>
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  <description>Hello.. I&apos;d like to thank the Mayan Civilizations of Central America for their important discovery.. THE USE OF TOBACCO!  Relaxation and dizziness.. WEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to class and got bored so I made a poem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Quandary for Desire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Christian R. Henares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light is lit and the tip of the bridge is blazed,&lt;br /&gt;Slowly the body disfigures and turns into flakes of gray,&lt;br /&gt;The particles fall through the sheets of gentle air,&lt;br /&gt;It lands on the ground with not much pain although dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole is almost gone,&lt;br /&gt;As the line of the flame travels by,&lt;br /&gt;An aftermath to be thrown away,&lt;br /&gt;Will fire be used again?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=======================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys like it..hehe..hmm.. ate with my fam in makati erlier.. went home and I&apos;m here..</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2004 14:07:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Now I am here..</title>
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  <description>Yesterday, my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=family&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;family&lt;/a&gt; and I werent able to make it for Church in the a.m so we decided to go in the afternoon.  We ate lunch with my cousins and tita, and took &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=pictures&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;pictures&lt;/a&gt; and a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=video&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; using the painted walls in the place as a background.  Then we went of and played in timezone where my brother whooped my ass in a racing game.  After that we played billiards.  We left, and went back &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;.  We rested, and then left again to go to Church.  After that we went to my tita&apos;s party coz it&apos;s her b-day today, and we celebrated it then.  THE FOOD WAS SO GOOD.  As I said to my cousins.. ORGASMIC..  I said this as I stroked one of the ulam.  It was all good from start to finish.  Haha.  As me and my cousins waited for the grown ups to end their conversations, we stayed in the room with the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=computer&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;computer&lt;/a&gt; playing with the speech thing in your control panel (GUYS FOR THE COMPUTER ILLITERATE LIKE ME-&amp;gt; for XP users go to control panel then to sound, speech, and &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=audio&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;audio&lt;/a&gt; devices then to speech then to the second option which is text to speech then type whatever then the comp will say it; ITS FUN!), and also played with the recorder of my cousin&apos;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=phone&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;phone&lt;/a&gt; making baboy radio drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An example of one of our Radio Dramas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA MUSIC ENTERS&lt;br /&gt;INTRO VOICE:  At ngayon, isang bagong istorya sa buhay ni Matthew at Nadine&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA MUSIC ENTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew: Nadine, ano ang problema?&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Wala..&lt;br /&gt;Matthew: Sabihin mo na.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Hindi na tayo puedeng makisama.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew: At bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;Nadine Kasi may nadiskubre ako.&lt;br /&gt;Matthew: Ano iyon, kung mahal mo ako, sasabihin mo.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Na ako... ako...ako... ang iyong tagal na.. nawalang anak!&lt;br /&gt;Matthew:  Ikaw? Paano? Nakidnap ang aking anak.&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Nakidnap nga ako at hinampas ang ulo ko na nawala ang aking memorya&lt;br /&gt;Matthew: Pero hindi puede kasi anak ko ay lalaki&lt;br /&gt;Nadine: Pinasexchange nila ako!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRAMA MUSIC ENTERS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well something like that.  Then we went &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=home&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;.  Is stayed up coz of getting addicted to this game.  Slept at around 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today, and skipped my first class.  Saw my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=friends&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;friends&lt;/a&gt; at Wendy&apos;s.  We left and I went away from them to stay in UM, met a friend there.  Texted Gilbert to ask where he was, and he said to go agno, but we told him to go to us.  He didn&apos;t reply so we decided to go to Agno.  When we got there we looked for him.  Then we sat down as we waited for him to come around. Gilbert texts saying fuck and that we are not in UM.  I told him we were in agno now.  I went of into class later on, and hungout with &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=people&amp;amp;v=56&quot;&gt;people&lt;/a&gt; after.  Now I am here..</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 17:57:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>These stuff musn&apos;t be taken seriously..</title>
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  <description>Yehey..The day before yesterday, I watched Bamboo play in Hardrock with my friends.  We came in left since the show didn&apos;t start yet.  We ate in Tokyo-Tokyo.  They have a sumo meal for 149 pesos that comes with two rice that are both refillable, two ice tea, and your choice of tonkatsu or beef.. Really good.  So after that we went back to Hardrock, and watched them through the glass of the smoking area.  We couldn&apos;t sit in the main place coz it was only for people that were going to eat dinner.  BAMBOO rocks!..  They have passion for music not like Rivermaya, those MAINSTREAM MOTHER FUCKING SELLOUTS!  Oooh look at our Greenwich commercial.  Oooh look at me I&apos;m Rico Blanco king of the world, I have a Pepsi Add.  FUCK YOU BIATCH!  Just because they say you impregnated KC Conception doesn&apos;t make you great dude.  BRANDON BOYD FEELER..  I WANT TO STICK A BALISONG INTO RICO.. DAMN SONG!  Like Craig said I want to give him a roundhouse kick as he sings that song.  I heard Rivermaya on the radio as they played for DLSU.  NOW THAT WAS SOME CRAPPY SHIT.  THEY MADE BABOY ELESI, AND GAVE IT THERE OWN CHANGES HERE AND THERE.  But oh well they do what they want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bamboo was great you could see that he was enjoying the music instead of the crowd.  He didn&apos;t care as he did his BAMBOO DANCE.  As long as he had fun and felt it.  YEAH MAN! IDOL!  I idolize you.. I shall make myself an addict and go into rehab and come back after a few years still looking like an addict and now dancing like one too! YEAH!  Sayang lang coz they didnt play &quot;As The Music Plays&quot;.  But anyway ROCK ON BAMBOO ROCK ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we wallked home, bought some cigs, food, and beer.  We meet up with another friend at my place.  We all went up to the guest room.  Two got wasted coz they drank most of the beer.  I started to fool around with the camera phone of friend.  My friend&apos;s supposed to send it, but anyway will show as soon as I get it.  My other friend who was ok was trying to study for a test.  Two of my friends had tests the next day.  We watched Sponge Bob.  They left at 6:00 am thats when I finally slept.  I slept until 7:30 am coz I had to leave.  What sucks is it was as if I closed my eyes then when I opened them after a while, it was already 7:30 am.  It didn&apos;t feel like I slept at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to school, slept in my first class-I think.  I was half awake and asleep I think coz after lying my head down the class ended.  The day went on and I went into a Japanese Lecture for like movies and whatever.  It was oka..BORING.  People were sleeping on their chairs.  Not their type of thing.  The teacher that saw me talking kept on flashing this STOP TALKING SHEET OF PAPER.  Saw Gilbert later on, he lent me Sandwich&apos;s New Album, thanks to the moon&apos;s gravitational pull.  I MUST SAY MARK ABAYA IS ONE LUCKY FUCKER,HE HAS A HOT GF.  The one on the right of the stick of the Umbrella in the cover of the album, I think.  The hottest one.  I think I cracked parts of the case sorry Gilb.  His band is recording tom, but they have no name again daw.  It was Nuclear Hopia to Ipis to I do not know now.  I don&apos;t really like the songs. Except for track two the usual, but the prob with that song is that maybe daw they ripped the opening off an old song by Radiohead if I&apos;m not mistaken.  Sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home in a cab with my friend.  The Cab dude farted. Ate. Used comp.  Went up and to sleep.  Someone woke me up, and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway TC..</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 10:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Enter Key..</title>
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  <description>I lately have had complaints from two people on me not using the &lt;b&gt;Enter Key&lt;/b&gt; on livejournal.  So this post is dedicated to you two namely &lt;b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=Soulair&quot;&gt; Soulair &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=Fucktheusername&quot;&gt; Fucktheusername &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;.  For your delight, I shall now tap the enter key..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c!</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 07:41:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Tale of Today</title>
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  <description>The Tale of Today&lt;br /&gt;By Christian R. Henares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slowly moved his eyes from left to right as pallid lights peeked through the glass windows of his grave.  His grave made of white colored plastics covering metal for the outside and blue cotton on the inside.  He draws in the scent of fresh air slowly creeping in through the grave’s opening on the side as it gently released its entrapment.  The man raises his torso, and then his whole body as he walks out of his coffin.  In his confused state he strides around dizzy, seeing the bodies of different people still sleeping in there millions of lined-up caskets and the rest of the surroundings of the immense cryogenic room belonging to the Rejuvenation Center called “Esuoh”.  He being to weak, faints and drops to the floor.  He awakens with the help of a female, assisting him to get up to equip his gear for the work to be done.  He feels as if he had not slept much, and desires more for the thousand years he’s been sleeping didn’t match with his body’s regeneration time.  But even though he quickens his steps, for it is of importance to him to arrive at his given destination in time.  He goes to the Apparatus Room, gets injected with floating programmed needles to redevelop his unstable and dying body, and  puts on his red, and blue uniform made of a fabric they called “Derit”.  It is  a certain type of cloth made of interwoven materials being cloth, nylon, and metal.  So there is a certain point of protection for the worker.  He then equips his Arsenal Case made of the pure metal on his back.  He walks out through to the dock of the Center towards the “Amalgamation of Facts” building where he gets his knowledge on his target.  His name is “Yelrah” a Combatant Zombie taking orders from the Monarch of the Lifeless named “Derob”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued..</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Aug 2004 14:03:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Rewind..</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m using the comp now.  I go upstairs to brush my teeth from dinner, and watch a bit of T.V.  Then I go down to to eat my dinner that is on the table.  After that I get into the car with my driver to get my dinner.  I go to this place, and buy the dinner.  Arriving back, I go through the back door.  I then ask my lolo if I could borrow the driver to get my dinner, and he says yes.  So, I go to the PC, and tamper with it for a while.  Then feel the urge to eat.  I go back up, and lay my stuff down.  I go back down to turn on the computer.  Then I go out the backdoor, and walk the street towards the MRT.  I get on the train, and go to the LRT.  I ride to a stop to get of for school, and I&apos;m partly squashed.  I take a test, and go to this place to smoke, and eat.  I go from that place to the PE building to take my dance class.  I change my clothes, and learn part of the swing for there is no more time for it.  Good Music.  I change again, and get into the elevator to go down into my car, and smoke on the way back.  I pick my mom up, and go home.  I get dressed and play &quot;way of the samurai 2&quot;, and my mom comes in as I murder innocent townspeople and others with my blade, she says &quot;what kind of game is that?&quot;.  I go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day backwards..</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2004 18:32:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmm.. How bout a poem for now..</title>
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  <description>}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portico&lt;br /&gt;By Christian R. Henares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look upon the front of a tall structure,&lt;br /&gt;Painted in the colors of blue and red,&lt;br /&gt;Gleaming and with spotlessness,&lt;br /&gt;I gallop in with joy and delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I enter I witness a difference,&lt;br /&gt;A place of black and gray,&lt;br /&gt;Of the filth and grime of emptiness,&lt;br /&gt;I walk slowly towards the exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shallow poem.. I hope you guys like it.. hehe.. nyt, morning all, tc..</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2004 08:49:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>At my lolos</title>
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  <description>I woke up this morning coz I had to make sabay wid my mommy.  This was at 9 I believe, and was surprised to find my brother still at home.  I asked him why he was still here, and he replied that he was sick.  Although he looked perfectly well as he played a video game.  I said &quot;are you sure, you look normal&quot; or something with that content, and walked away towards another bed to sleep again.  My brain has its own gravitational pull.  So I feel asleep and woke up thinking &quot;OH SHIT, MY MOM MIGHT HAVE LEFT ME&quot;!  But, she didnt.  I went to her room, and she said &quot;were leaving&quot;, so I went back to my room, and took a bath.  When I got out my brother wasn&apos;t home, I found out he went back to school, and that this morning he came back kinda sick with my sister.  So he got picked up to go back home, and he went back to school after a while.  He felt guilty or something that he was ok and not doing anything at home.  I would have stayed in.  Good boy.  So I went of, and was dropped in makati.  Here at my lolos.  I feel asleep again, and told them to wake me up, but they forgot.  It&apos;s ok coz I&apos;m tamad to go of, and commute to school.  I woke up around 3:12 to the sound of my star wars in &quot;30 seconds message tone&quot;, and really woke up tp &quot;my yoda losses his virginity&quot; ringtone.  It was a friend of mine from our &quot;League of Extraordinary Smokers&quot;.  She and another member were calling me in.  Yes we have a team by the way.  Let me expound.  One day we formed the name during the time of the showing of the League of Extraordinary Gentltemen.  We all gave different names to match the person.  For Craig &quot;The Necromancer&quot;, for one fine gray drizzling day in Agno while smoking he froze and his lips turned white.  He couldnt hear us talk, until the time I was hitting his shoulder, and asking him if he was alright.  He even had the slow motion voice effect in his head daw.  Gilbert was called &quot;The Supplier&quot; for he usually has the pack.  Jason was called &quot;The Thumb&quot; for he could really bend it.  I was called &quot;The Kit&quot; coz I had a kikay kit.  Now one old member left and there are new members, Diana and Vic.  We call Diana &quot;Sparks&quot; coz she usally has the light, and Vic &quot;The Hip-Hop&quot; coz thats the kinda style he uses.  Gilbert and Craig are still the same, and now I&apos;m not sure what my name is.  The last sure one was &quot;Powder&quot;.  So there, so back to today.  So I woke up, and fixed myself, but when I looked at the time, and the whole situation, I decided not to go to school.  Now I&apos;m waiting for my lolo to leave his comp so I could burn CDs with it, and in a while have to commute to quezon.  Right now I&apos;m slouching on a chair with one leg on the table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll go and look if my lolo left, Take care all..</description>
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