<?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-2494595190510048604</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:08:17.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tiny bits of falling rocks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-8257899066807074213</id><published>2008-09-07T15:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:32:10.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vomit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial unicode ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i38.tinypic.com/344z9tx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 197px;" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/344z9tx.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center style="font-family: arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;big&gt;SOMEONE KILL &lt;a href="http://justjared.buzznet.com/2008/01/23/miley-cyrus-punk/"&gt;MILEY CYRUS&lt;/a&gt; FAST!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494595190510048604-8257899066807074213?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8257899066807074213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=8257899066807074213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/8257899066807074213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/8257899066807074213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/someone-kill-miley-cyrus-fast.html' title='Vomit'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/344z9tx_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-4573330648848390434</id><published>2008-09-06T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T02:01:16.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Claudine Baretto I Love You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i07QRFX3SdA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i07QRFX3SdA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;Wahaha, credits to Chino. Claudine kasi eh, tamang putang-ina lang eh hahaha.. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2494595190510048604-4573330648848390434?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/4573330648848390434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=4573330648848390434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/4573330648848390434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/4573330648848390434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/claudine-baretto-i-love-you.html' title='Claudine Baretto I Love You!'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-8681020980704209350</id><published>2008-09-06T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T20:43:09.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Night Stand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial unicode ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i37.tinypic.com/21mdxrd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 174px;" src="http://i37.tinypic.com/21mdxrd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;To&lt;/b&gt;: You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;big&gt;&lt;i&gt;I kissed your lips&lt;br /&gt;You pulled my hair&lt;br /&gt;It was the craziest thing...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could something be so sinful yet so sweet at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;I don't love you, you don't love me, we just seem to have wanted each other. You didn't know that I knew what I was doing but I was only pretending not to 'cause baby I don't wanna remember everything. Comfort me for one night, kiss me and pretend like you really do love me. But baby when you wake up, promise me not to fall in love with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;big&gt;&lt;i&gt;..'cause you know it's all just another one night stand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/big&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm just playing with you baby.&lt;br /&gt;What's going on? Do you love me now?&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/2494595190510048604-8681020980704209350?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8681020980704209350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=8681020980704209350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/8681020980704209350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/8681020980704209350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/one-night-stand.html' title='One Night Stand'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i37.tinypic.com/21mdxrd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-8619692839886045706</id><published>2008-09-03T01:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T02:49:59.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AYOKO NA MAGING SINGLE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;Okay, this post is gonna be in Taglish ( Tagalog-English ). Sorry nalang sa mga hindi makakaintindi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt; Feeling ko kasi mas mae-express ko kasi ng mabuti yung nararamdaman ko ngayon kung magsasalita ako in Taglish eh.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/duOnZfrOn00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/duOnZfrOn00&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanina ko pa pinapakinggan yang kanta na yan eh.&lt;br /&gt;Lalo ko tuloy nararamdaman yung pagka-single ko.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun.. so you've read the title na. &lt;b&gt;OO, AYOKO NA MAGING SINGLE&lt;/b&gt;. Nakakainis. Pero teka, bago ang lahat, siguro nagtataka ka nga naman din kung bakit ba single pa ako di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit nga ba ako single ha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;Mahirap na, baka masaktan ako ulit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Hindi naman sa takot akong masaktan. It's just that ayoko lang nung tulad nung tulad nung sa relationship namin ni Ran, yung tipong araw-araw ako umiiyak ( minu-minuto nga ata eh ). Tapos nung nag-break pa kami nako naman kala mo namatayan ako eh. Ayoko. Isa pa, super morbid ko kapag malungkot ako eh, baka kung-ano nanaman magawa ko sa sarili ko. Pucha naman kasi bakit ba talaga hindi mapaghiwalay ang love and pain? Pshh. Ang KJ talaga ng nag-imbento ng love, kakatayin ko siya eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;Yung type ko, puro taken na.&lt;br /&gt;Yung hindi naman taken, ang daming diperensya&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Puro sila may girlfriend na, pwe. Yung wala namang girlfriend, bakla. Bwisit. Okay pa sana kung bisexual lang eh, may pag-asa pa. Pero WALA, bading sila ehh, eh hindi naman ako lalake.. so ano magagawa ko?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;Medyo mahal ko pa ex ko eh&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Oo, si Raniel ( si enyang po ). At oo na, sinungaling na ako, sige. Alangan naman kasi sabihin ko sa inyo na I'm not over him pa, edi lalo ko lang nilubog sarili ko sa lungkot. Pero pwe, ayoko na balikan yun eh. Aalis na rin yun in maybe 2 years eh ( or siguro baka pagkatapos niyang gumraduate ng college ), pupuntang Canada. Pshhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;b&gt;Medyo mapili ako eh&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; Mapili na kung mapili. Oo, medyo tumitingin din ako sa itsura. Let's not be plastic here, syempre kailangan eh yung maipapakilala ko naman sa pamilya ko. Yung hindi gusgusin, hindi uhugin, yung maporma, yung maarte sa buhok. Honestly, ikaw ba pag ang boypren mo itsurang amoy kalye, ipapakilala mo pa ba sa mga magulang mo? Abnormal ka kung oo, hampasin kita eh. At ayun.. kung sa ugali naman, ayoko naman kasi nung isip bata. Karamihan kasi ng nakikilala ko, ganun eh. Ayoko pa sa mga lalakeng sobrang laid-back, yung tipong walang pakialam sa kung-ano ang mga nangyayari sa buhay niya, yung tipong walang pangarap sa buhay tsaka mukhang DOTA. Anak ng.. aanhin niyo ba yang mga laro na yan ha? Nakakainis eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun, nako.. yung sa #4, wag niyo masyadong seryosohin. Syempre naman, kung mahal nga naman ba kita eh matatanggap ko rin yung mga mali sayo kahit mapili ako di ba.. pwera nalang siguro dun sa gusgusin saka uhugin na part. Pwe. Ayun.. pero err, going back, &lt;b&gt;AYOKO NA NGA MAGING SINGLE EH&lt;/b&gt;! Nakakamiss rin kasi yung buhay taken. Yung tipong may laging mag-aalala sayo, mag-aasikaso. Yung may lalambingin ka pero hindi ka masasabihan ng malandi kasi alam naman ng mga tao na kayo na, yung pag malamig eh yayakapin ka, yung aaway-awayin mo kahit wala kang dahilan ( &lt;b&gt;in short&lt;/b&gt;: gusto mo lang ) tapos babalik at babalik parin sayo even in times na na-bratatatatatat mo na siya ng mura. Yung kahit masaktan mo emotionally pero wala lang, hindi niya iintindihin kasi mahal ka niya. Yung mumurahin ka pag nagkasakit ka kasi nag-aalala sayo pero ikaw pasaway wala ginagawa parin yung bawal pag nagkasakit ka pero siya nag-aalala na sayo tapos mumurahin ka pa kasi pinapatay mo siya sa pag-aalala pero habang tinatadtad ka niya ng mura eh inaalagaan ka naman ( ay nako miss ko na to hahaha ). Yung tatawagan ka parati; yung tipong minu-minuto o oras-oras kung tumawag eh wala lang naman palang sasabihin. Yung tatawag ng madaling-araw para lang i-check kung tulog ka pa tapos pag hindi eh ay nako dadaldalin ka muna; yung yayakapin ka sa harap ng maraming tao tapos walang pakialam kahit may nakatingin na o ano ( eh gusto ka niyang yakapin eh, bakit ba? ) Tapos yung tipong papakilala ka sa buong angkan niya, kahit nga kapitbahay or costumer sa shop nila kilala ka, tapos yung tipong magse-selos tapos pag na-bisto mong nagseselos na pala eh wala, todo deny pa. Yung tipong kakantahan ka pa sa telepono bago matulog, yung tipong dahil mabagal ka lang mag-reply sa text eh nagtatampo na, yung pag may iba kang kausap na lalake eh susungalngalin. Tapos pag may umaway sayo, hindi lang siya ang magta-tanggol sayo kundi buong tropa niya. Yung tipong iiyak-iyakan ka, makikipag-break na dahil sobrang mahal ka niya pero babalik-balik rin naman kasi di ka natiis. Yung makikipag-cool off sayo pero within one day wala, kayo ulit ( hahahaha &lt;b&gt;ENYANG ALAM MO TO&lt;/b&gt; ). Yung mabalitaan lang na may lumalandi sayo eh umaapoy na yung ilong ( dragon ang eks ko ), tapos makita ka lang may katabing iba sa picture eh naiinis na. Yung iingatan ka, yung kahit lamok hindi padadapuin sayo, yung ipapasan ka sa likod niya pag pagod ka na, yung tatabihan kang matulog tapos pag natulog ka naman ay nako nakatitig parin pero pag nag-simula ka nang mag-hilik eh hahampasin ka na kasi ang ingay mo ( lambing DAW yun ). Then yung tipong pag nanuod kayo ng movie eh aakbayan ka, pakipot pa tapos isasandal mo yung ulo mo sa kanya tapos yayakap ka tapos ay nako ALAM NA hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..ay pucha andami ko na palang naisulat. Pwe. Ayan oh, kitang-kita niyo naman na ayoko na talagang maging single. Kainis naman kasi! Ano bang buhay to, bihira na nga lang mag-seryoso eh sasaktan ka pa. Yung tipong sineseryoso ka naman, minsan nakakasawa edi ikaw na rin aayaw.. ano ba yan!!!! &lt;b&gt;PERO GRRRR, SA NGAYON TALAGA, FORGIVE ME&lt;/b&gt;, kailangan ko na ng lalake sa buhay ko hahahaha.. mabubuang ako eh.&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/2494595190510048604-8619692839886045706?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/8619692839886045706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=8619692839886045706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/8619692839886045706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/8619692839886045706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/ayoko-na-maging-single.html' title='AYOKO NA MAGING SINGLE!'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-47965548462330643</id><published>2008-09-03T00:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T01:50:13.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i38.tinypic.com/kbrcpf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 249px;" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/kbrcpf.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;First of all, I just wanna say yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I used to have a HUGE crush on Daniel Radcliffe back when I was a kid. I'm gonna take it back now. Sorry for all of the random talk though. I just kinda freaked out 'cause of that pic kasi. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there-there, what's on my calendar anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, we're gonna go and celebrate Lyka's birthday this coming Thursday ( which would be September 4 ). My mates are gonna go and sleep over at my place so there-there, I guess I gotta give my mom a little special treatment for letting them sleep over. Woooooooh! I miss bonding with those guys though. Lyka's gonna provide the drinks and all while I'm gonna go and be the one to get them food. I bet this celebration's gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i38.tinypic.com/zv2c01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 275px;" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/zv2c01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt; be fun! It's been a while since me and my friends last had a bonding session so I bet we're gonna have lots of stuff to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at September 26 naman eh I'm gonna have my birthday but since it's on Friday, I decided to move the celebration on the 27th so that lots of my peeps would be able to attend. NO, I AIN'T GONNA HAVE A PARTY. I'll be going to SM Megamall instead to meet up with some of my friends from FS, masaya na ako dun ( OO EB EB KAMI, BAKIT BA? ). Besides, I haven't even seen some of them yet; I just thought it would be more fun to go and bond with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt; them rather than have a party at my house AGAIN. I used to hold parties every year on my birthday kasi, I think it would be better to try something new though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be turning sixteen this year na pala, I feel so old na talaga, LOL..but nahh, Lyka's gonna turn old first wahaha.. &lt;b&gt;LYKA YOU BETTER GET US DRUNK OKAY? LOL ILY ILY LYKA! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/b&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/2494595190510048604-47965548462330643?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/47965548462330643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=47965548462330643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/47965548462330643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/47965548462330643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/kbrcpf_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-6781585152620957371</id><published>2008-08-30T00:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:07:30.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i37.tinypic.com/ekrqu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i38.tinypic.com/idbyi9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     It's already 12am and I just got out of the shower. When I got out, my mom went bitching about me taking baths on wee hours of the morning.. AGAIN ('cause I took a bath yesterday at 2am heeheehee). When I got out, I was also suprised for my brother came home but he was feeling sick so I took the chances for using the computer. Yay! I'm already finished with downloading all of the PK episodes! Going back, I think I kinda got used to being with &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/5exlas"&gt;that insect&lt;/a&gt;'s company. I miss that bee. And oh, I'm not sure on whether I'm gonna go to that cosplay convention on SM Megamall tomorrow 'cause I haven't asked my aunt yet and errr, I'm not feeling well too. So there, that's all for now. Just felt like updating my blog once in a while. =D&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/2494595190510048604-6781585152620957371?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/6781585152620957371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=6781585152620957371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/6781585152620957371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/6781585152620957371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-already-12am-and-i-just-got-out-of.html' title='Good Morning!'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i38.tinypic.com/idbyi9_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-1319752716854882691</id><published>2008-08-29T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T00:26:06.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Con Scheds Galore! Yipee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.tinypic.com/2hi9zmg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 251px;" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2hi9zmg.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;I've got the convention scheds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There-there.. oh my! There's gonna be a big cosplay convention tomorrow at SM Megatrade Hall 3. I don't know if I'm gonna come. I've asked my brother to accompany me earlier but he declined 'cause he's not feeling well. I told him to go and take a rest and that I would call up my aunt and ask her instead. I don't know but errrm, I don't know whether my aunt is into these kind of stuff or not so errr, I don't know if I could still come. I don't wanna go there alone though. I hate travelling all by myself. It's not that I'm scared, it's just that I'm really prone to boredom and if I were to travel all by myself, I bet you already know how I'd look like by the time I'd get there. But hey, going back, I'm gonna go give you guys the cosplay schedules. If you want them, then go and click this image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;See ya on the upcoming&lt;br /&gt;conventions then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SPREAD THE WORD&lt;/b&gt;! Invite others to come:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea rows="2" cols="20"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2hi9zmg.gif"&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/2494595190510048604-1319752716854882691?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/1319752716854882691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=1319752716854882691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/1319752716854882691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/1319752716854882691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/08/cosplay-conventions-schedules.html' title='Con Scheds Galore! Yipee!'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/2hi9zmg_th.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-2259502647083322425</id><published>2008-08-29T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:10:36.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Flying Little 3-Day Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i35.tinypic.com/206oqw6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 219px;" src="http://i35.tinypic.com/206oqw6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial unicode ms;"&gt;    I went to the bathroom earlier to go and wash my face when this weird-looking insect came flying onto my face.. AGAIN. Not to mention, I've had it inside our bathroom for like, three whole days already. It was irritating and all. It had like, the biggest wings ever, big and googly eyes and it also goes like &lt;i&gt;bzzzzzz-bzzzzzzz&lt;/i&gt; like VERY VERY loud (I'm talking about disturbingly loud here) whenever it flies by. At first I didn't mind having some company in the bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; but as I was about to get the soap, it flew and landed on my ears. After that, I shooed it off then it landed on my hand. I was about to smash it dead with my other hand when the fact that insects only have short lifespans suddenly crossed my mind. Then there, I raised my hand and smiled, opened the window and then let it fly outside. It only has a short time for living anyway. And besides, it's life isn't mine to take. And hey, why should I hurt something that hasn't even done any harm to me anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda missed the &lt;i&gt;bzzzz-bzzzz&lt;/i&gt; sound it makes though.&lt;br /&gt;I think that "flying thing" and I formed quite a bond already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..LOL. My apologies, I was just pondering. =D&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/2494595190510048604-2259502647083322425?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/2259502647083322425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=2259502647083322425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/2259502647083322425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/2259502647083322425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/08/insects.html' title='My Flying Little 3-Day Friend'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i35.tinypic.com/206oqw6_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2494595190510048604.post-739706543833824401</id><published>2008-08-29T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:09:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial unicode ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;How do you define your life?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, my life could be compared to those photograph strips which those wannabe photographers would usually print out; random, yet there are still stuff you just can't usually expect. I have realized that something wasn't right just when I thought that I was purely happy. I have lived thoughout each day as if I had no problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..only to figure out that I've had dozens of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, I still don't know what to do with my life. I've changed a lot though. I'm more numb than I really used to be. Right now, I don't really care about what others would think of me. People around me have judged me erroneously too much already.. which is enough to explain that they don't really know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes everything. If you're confused about this post then I tell you, I am too. But ugh, I'm already sick of pretending like I don't know what's going on and all.. I guess the people I'm talking about probably know who they are. I won't mention names so don't even bother asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of them. I've had enough of everything.&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/2494595190510048604-739706543833824401?l=tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/feeds/739706543833824401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2494595190510048604&amp;postID=739706543833824401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/739706543833824401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2494595190510048604/posts/default/739706543833824401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tinybitsoffallingrocks.blogspot.com/2008/08/enough.html' title='Enough'/><author><name>im_morphed13</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11200567601003165781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i148.photobucket.com/albums/s36/gagster_111/DSC01420copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
