<?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-6013757</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:51:59.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's a scary thought.</title><subtitle type='html'>"live a life purely of creativity." -Brandon Boyd</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-115108432680941333</id><published>2006-06-24T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T01:38:47.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>By the way, Im ALIVE.so i haven't been here for like FOREVER. guess i just didn't feel like telling the world wide web what's been up with me. besides, there's multiply, so basically those who knows me knows where i've been going and what i've been doing... but never really what im thinking. oooh, tricky.so anyway, let me sum it up in 5 items.1. Taft Season 2.1 is getting me bored.2. There's so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/115108432680941333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/115108432680941333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115108432680941333' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-114473406476775077</id><published>2006-04-11T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T13:41:04.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FREEEEEEEEEEDOM!ain't a frosh no more. finally, some freeeeeedom. after what seemed like forever. well, im too lazy to write something about the last 11 months in la salle. all i can think about is summer summer and summer.bora. here i come.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114473406476775077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114473406476775077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114473406476775077' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-114261018232022217</id><published>2006-03-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:43:02.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>random wantsi'm feeling materialistic right now.1. i've decided to take a break from shopping for clothes and accessories.i've finally realized that i want to shop for shoes. ok, i've been wondering why jeniffer garner was so awed when she saw that closet of shoes in 13 going on 30, and why Carrie Bradshaw is crazy about Manolo Blahniks. well, for some reason, i get it now. now, i want shoes. (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114261018232022217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114261018232022217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114261018232022217' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-114172917020255933</id><published>2006-03-07T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:59:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the world isn't on my side again. has it ever been anyway? for some reason, i've been living in my own world where population: 1. i love my friends, god knows how thankful i am for them. they've been there for me, i don't know how they put up with my drama series. i know they're here for me, i do and i appreciate that. but right now, i really feel that i'm alone on this. fine, im overdramatic. im</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114172917020255933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114172917020255933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114172917020255933' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-114105169629159259</id><published>2006-02-27T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T01:26:30.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im 19.it's like i woke up in the middle of my dream, and to think that i was bitter the day before. i couldn't put these feelings into words. i start to think about what happened yesterday and and all i can do is cry and smile. know what, those last 48 hours, my life was perfect. it really was. there was nothing more that i could ask for, i got it all- my family, especially my friends. cuervo, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114105169629159259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114105169629159259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114105169629159259' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-114078450889006270</id><published>2006-02-24T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T20:40:10.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>somethings just know how to ruin a perfectly good birthday. thankyouverymuch. your mission is complete. congratulations.and there's no one to blame.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114078450889006270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114078450889006270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114078450889006270' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-114070519954804342</id><published>2006-02-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T22:40:19.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i wasn't able to write about SARIWA. oh well.oh gosh, im turning 19 in 3 days. and i'm not even in the mood to write something sentimental about my 18th year. yeah, it is sentimental. and it is probably one of the best years of my life. but right now, all i can think about is cheesecake, so forgive me for being such an airhead right now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114070519954804342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/114070519954804342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114070519954804342' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113992865783042137</id><published>2006-02-14T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:13:37.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>14 wasn'tso bad afterall. yeah, lasalle was ultramushy. surprises for them here and there, a valentine's day bazaar and more flowers to flood the campus.buterika gave me ferrero chocolates (thanks loooves), mae gave me black chocolate (thanks mae mae), and naj gave me peanut kisses (you're still one of girls, thanks naj), y2 gave me one ferrero, she wants to cheer my v-day (yep, it did. thanks),</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113992865783042137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113992865783042137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113992865783042137' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113983712772521507</id><published>2006-02-13T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T21:25:27.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a while sincei had fun. i brought my car (50% gas share) to Rizal in Taft to watch a badminton game for PE with Arlene, Mae, Drea, Kla, Majoy and a while ago we went to Gerry's in Blue Wave to have lunch. Naj, Meh, Luis, Howie, Mon, Kate.. thanks. and Mr. MMDA too. never ever ever hold your bladder that long. when you gotta pee, there's always Shell.but thenwatching OC the night before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113983712772521507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113983712772521507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113983712772521507' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113966981868139552</id><published>2006-02-11T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:56:58.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it just doesn't work that way.it just doesn't work that way.it just doesn't work that way.it just doesn't work.it just doesn't.why can't it work that way?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113966981868139552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113966981868139552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113966981868139552' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113932034884262664</id><published>2006-02-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:56:37.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oatsmy whole family is crazy about our new dog, Oats (Capt. Oats, if you wanna make it long) and im craaaaazy about him too. he's so adorable. he's 2 months old today. yep. today's his 2nd month birthday. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113932034884262664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113932034884262664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113932034884262664' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113924523188685969</id><published>2006-02-07T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:00:31.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im still up and generally happy for some reason. i wonder why. temporary happiness? ill turn in now. i cant wait to wake up.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113924523188685969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113924523188685969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113924523188685969' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113914470550125320</id><published>2006-02-05T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T21:05:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday was great.i missed going out.watched the Memoirs of A Geisha premiere with Howie at Megamall. it's a chinese community premiere night. nyahahaha. the movie was good, it wasn't great but it's like a supplement to the book. i loved the book, so seeing the book come to life was really amazing. if you're planning to watch it, here's 3 things.1. it's a loooooooooooooooooooooooooong movie. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113914470550125320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113914470550125320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113914470550125320' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113863350275556139</id><published>2006-01-30T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:05:02.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Love Mondayspeople have been asking me why i love mondays in YM because of my stat message.if you're Arlene, Mae, Kla, Naj, Meh, Majoy, Burton or Ej, you'd understand why.I love Arlene's kitchen (but I LOVE ARLENE more) - ang daming grocery! so instead of making hotcakes, Kla and I cooked spaghetti! corned beef spaghetti! dont ask us what's in it. secret na namin yun, but they loved it! wohoo. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113863350275556139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113863350275556139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113863350275556139' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113811252839763807</id><published>2006-01-24T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T22:22:08.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>crepes and chipsFilipi1 was free cut a while ago. So, Arlene and I planned on watching DVDs. since we've got 2hours and 30mins to spare till our 5pm BA meeting. we didnt end up watching DVDs though, she invited more people over... so while it was just the two of us in the condo, we hit the kitchen and dug up for something to cook. there was hotcake flour, eggs (one's a really big egg), chocolate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113811252839763807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113811252839763807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113811252839763807' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113802561282315093</id><published>2006-01-23T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:13:32.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weekend # 3 part IISaturday was the SPCP Himigsikan FairOmg, i'm back again. it was the St. Paul fair and tradition has it that those who just left comes back. well, yeah to compare the last fair from the present fair, to watch those lower batches do their thing and still pick at them and but mostly and i think best of all, to comes back for those we missed and to show up at the rendezvous with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113802561282315093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113802561282315093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113802561282315093' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113802033670958330</id><published>2006-01-23T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:16:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weekend #3friday was the BACKSTREET BOYS.i told myself, i can settle for an upper B ticket. it was 1000 bucks and it took me a little more push to bring out the cash. but that upper B didnt suck at all. they paid 5000 to get a nice picture of them, and for the lucky ones, got a to swipe theirsweaty backstreet hands. then again, we're all watching the same concert - only, i seem taller than them </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113802033670958330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113802033670958330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113802033670958330' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113768171817206394</id><published>2006-01-19T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:41:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok, so i haven't been here for like, forever. well technically just two weeks and uhh.. 5 days. and im back. woppee. it's really not because of school.. well, mostly because of school works and also mostly because im just too lazy to post. there's just so many things to post about that i ended up not posting anything.lame. i know.let's see. here's the 5 things that i want to post about but just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113768171817206394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113768171817206394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113768171817206394' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113612848564880661</id><published>2006-01-01T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:05:41.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello 2006.ok, i was planning on writing something long, nostalgic and inspirational right now but im really lazy to do that plus im not in the mood to do so. so let's just make it plain and simple..2005 was an i-cant-even-describe-it-year. it's probably one of the climax years of my life. (climax years of my life? whaa?) life changing year, that's how you put it i guess.i finished highschool and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113612848564880661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113612848564880661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113612848564880661' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113587148095474991</id><published>2005-12-29T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T14:33:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nerd geek dork?i ended up researching about the difference between a nerd, a geek and a dork, thanks to chocolate (haha). seriously, these 3 words are the same.. well, i thought they mean the same thing. but apparently, they dont. i came across this test The Nerd? Geek? or Dork? Test. this test, as how they put it: A Social Mission. You'll be able to understand the misundertandings and confusions</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113587148095474991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113587148095474991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113587148095474991' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113560141641406095</id><published>2005-12-26T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T20:52:29.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>merry chrismukkah!! everyone!i hope everybody got their chrismukkah miracles :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113560141641406095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113560141641406095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113560141641406095' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113525102136808084</id><published>2005-12-22T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:30:21.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>maybe this christmas will mean something more..so far, my week has been full of ups and downs. well. yeah, most of the week i've been upset. but then, hey it's chrismukkah. i shouldn't let a lost thumbdrive ruin my chrismukkah, right? well, i just wanna feel happy. i mean, christmas only comes one a year, i just dont wanna ruin this one. :) ok, i seem to be cheering up. im listening to OPM. oh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113525102136808084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113525102136808084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113525102136808084' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113513019846110121</id><published>2005-12-21T09:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T09:56:38.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im upset upset upset upset.this is supposed to be christmas.but im upset upset upset upset.i lost the spirit.it's 4 days away.somebody bring it back please.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113513019846110121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113513019846110121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113513019846110121' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113496971256669878</id><published>2005-12-19T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T13:21:52.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is tooooooo much shit man. the more i look, the more i get depressed because it wouldn't show up. gaaarrrr.im not even in the mood to rely the whole story.i lost my thumbdrive. i cant find it. that's 79 sing dollars. st anthony help me find it pleeeeeease.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113496971256669878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113496971256669878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113496971256669878' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113466024882124648</id><published>2005-12-15T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T15:40:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's lesson: look before reversingi hit a car, an old white lancer (thank god it's not a volvo or bmw). i was already parking the car in shopwise, and since i think im a good parker (haha), i was going to fix the way i parked, so i reversed the car and BANG! my mistake is that i didnt look before i reversed the car. like what my mom said, in driving: always assume that there are cars around. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113466024882124648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113466024882124648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113466024882124648' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113404427386019346</id><published>2005-12-08T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:36:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my first gift this yearis already resting safe and sound under our chrismukkah tree :) yesterday, i slept at 6pm and woke up at 6:30 the next morning! wooooow. that was a really good loooong sleep. i needed that rest i guess. for the past weeks my life had been so hectic i couldn't fit in watching a dvd. but that 12hours of sleep was just so heavenly. and when i woke up the next morning... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113404427386019346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113404427386019346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113404427386019346' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113358590995531486</id><published>2005-12-03T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T14:04:58.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's only been 3 days through Decemeber and im already having a blast. thanks to my blockmates, my brother and cousin, my parents and ninang. (haha. sponsored?)Saliksikok, there's really no point of telling the story on what happened during our saliksik. to summarize it up... at first we thought our facilitator was either may sore throat or deaf. then the other facilitator, rica (he's a guy btw) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113358590995531486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113358590995531486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113358590995531486' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113336471490981704</id><published>2005-12-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T23:35:35.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's December! 25 days to gooh yes! i loooove christmas and im just really happy about christmas. i dunno.. there's just something about christmas.. it always makes me giddy. even though it's not like what it's use to be. it's still christmas. im even importing christmas songs to my iPod. i'm putting Nsync christmas songs. yes, Nsync. and yes, i have their christmas album. and yes, it's original </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113336471490981704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113336471490981704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113336471490981704' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113327500398357324</id><published>2005-11-29T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T22:48:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's no use of crying over spilled milkafter 10 minutes of ranting over that Kaspil test (im not even gonna elaborate on this, let's just say NO COMMENT), you know what... screw that test. there's just no point of feeling sad about it. i studied the whole monday for it. i've already stressed out my brain. i wouldn't be getting a good grade, thanks to our dear kind kaspil teacher, but i know i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113327500398357324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113327500398357324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113327500398357324' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113224111595090373</id><published>2005-11-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T23:51:00.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sibling B-ballej and i played basketball a while ago. wala lang, just the heck of it. we were in Makati in our lola's house because it's papa's 40th day of death. anyhoo, the terriyaki   was sooooo yummy. and my cousins now have a mini sari-sari store. twas soooo cute, so small and so green colored. haha, i bought the last pillows and ate the last 2 stick-o's. back to our bball game. well of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113224111595090373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113224111595090373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113224111595090373' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113215520208441891</id><published>2005-11-16T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T23:33:22.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>just came home from Promenade. Yes of course, i watched Harry Potter GoF on it's opening day. like i always do. haha. i got so stressed out and completely irritated and all the curses you can think of about the on-line enrollment, hassle sheeeesh. daming gastos sa internet. i could have bought something else with that money na. arrrgh. my patience went to a blank state - zero. hanggang greenhills</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113215520208441891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113215520208441891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113215520208441891' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113188940461525514</id><published>2005-11-13T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T21:48:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kimmy needsi was reading eka's blog and i'm stealing her idea (sorry eks, i know it's ok anyway.) type your name + needs like this: "kimmy needs" in quotation and search what you need in google.here's what Google thinks that i need..kimmy needs someone like DJ to keep her out of troublekimmy needs a little helpkimmy needs to make some new friends and find adventureskimmy needs sortingkimmy needs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113188940461525514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113188940461525514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113188940461525514' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113146202324562854</id><published>2005-11-08T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:00:23.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this week started with a bang! a big, bad A-Bomb.im screwed. bankrupt. depressed. confused. replaced.am i on the bubble? so delicate that one sharp touch would pop my bubble, let mefall flat on the floor, or whatever surface is waiting for me down there. please tell me that this is just one of those bad days? there's just no sad song that can turn my day around. for some dramatic odd reason, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113146202324562854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113146202324562854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113146202324562854' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113102130832242220</id><published>2005-11-03T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T20:38:38.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8 freaking yellow pad pagesfor 5 essay questions. gosh. the long test that my block has been waiting for. finally, we got that over with.my gooooood. i swear, mental blockout talaga. i practically memorized my whole freaking notebook, you should see my notebook, may extension pa yan sa yellow pad. aaack. at least that's done. buti nalang i didnt drop Kaspil. the test was fairly ok, at least yung </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113102130832242220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113102130832242220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113102130832242220' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113085552584939823</id><published>2005-11-01T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T22:33:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4 yearsthat's how loooong we're all gonna wait till we see Chris and Keala again. they're leaving tomorrow.i hate goodbyes. and i hate going back to school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113085552584939823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113085552584939823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113085552584939823' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-113024708353423564</id><published>2005-10-25T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T21:31:23.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FYI: Im still aliveok, well.. really, there's no point of even sharing my past stories for the last 3 weeks or so. they're just toooooo many. i've been stealth in my spot and i've missed typing here. anyway, im still alive. still stressed. tired. puyat.neeeeeed sleeeeeeeep.ok, lame post i know.. have to do my Kyoto Protocol report first, aaack. they're bombarding me with works!! it's piling up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113024708353423564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/113024708353423564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#113024708353423564' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112861525015452642</id><published>2005-10-07T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:14:10.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keep The Faithit was sad. but it was meant to end that way. we were almost there... but we fell short. still...Archer's Pride.  hail to the archers. till next season.Animo Lasalle.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112861525015452642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112861525015452642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112861525015452642' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112826320870448490</id><published>2005-10-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T22:26:48.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today's day is sort of productive. yessssss. FAST 05 Blogsite</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112826320870448490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112826320870448490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112826320870448490' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112817611953008370</id><published>2005-10-01T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T22:25:43.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>pathetic little me.my whole day is basically wasted. nothing productive nor exciting. nothing that even ever matters. boo-hoo. im such a pathetic loser. i mean, look at me. i hardly get enough sleep and my eyebags are enjoying their stay under my eyes, and im not doing anything besides to bum around and drown in self pity. the whole day, i was only online and spent the entire day inside my room. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112817611953008370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112817611953008370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112817611953008370' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112783279472739386</id><published>2005-09-27T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T23:22:06.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ORANGE. today is one of the most exciting days of my life.. if you saw me today, i'm probably dead speechless and numb because of a certain moment that kept me off guard and that made my mouth fall wide open and my feet stick to the floor. haha.anyway. more craaziness throughout the day with Drea, my dear blockmate. haha.oh. and just when i thought things were really happening for me today, at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112783279472739386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112783279472739386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112783279472739386' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112765475130939409</id><published>2005-09-25T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T21:33:37.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Archers to the finals baby!he steals.. he runs.. he dives.. he drives.. he scores! and the lasalistas go craaaaazy!  Joseph Yeo. hands down. this game was his. it was all YEO and the team's amazing defense. the team's guards are the greatest. another hands down. ooooh! and the pep squad's Arana dance, and Tang, Yeo, Arana, Cabatu's picture taking scam in the middle of the court was the funniest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112765475130939409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112765475130939409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112765475130939409' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112757237582176110</id><published>2005-09-24T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T23:07:56.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What girls really do inside the girl's roomit's amazing how Aggie and Eka can make me buy a buy-the-bucket considering that i'm very kuripot when it comes to food. haha. well actually, i was hungry na din naman. haha. it's the first time since... ugggh... since i can remember that the tres marias, the angels, are together. we watched Perfect Catch. the lines are the so great, really witty and the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112757237582176110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112757237582176110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112757237582176110' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112706149240456026</id><published>2005-09-19T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T00:38:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>L-A-S-A-L-L-E LaSalle RAH!hyper mode. i watched the Lasalle/Ateneo game last thursday and the Lasalle/UE game this afternoon. wohoo. victory for the green and white. watching these games brings out the animo pride in me. mehn.. i never thought i'd be cheering my lungs out for lasalle. haha. had so much fun watching the games, and it's even more fun watching the archers win. oh well, im so hyper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112706149240456026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112706149240456026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112706149240456026' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112701857412026244</id><published>2005-09-18T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T12:42:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>some people drunk dials and some drunk texts.haha. felt like saying that.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112701857412026244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112701857412026244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112701857412026244' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112657547638600167</id><published>2005-09-13T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T09:40:32.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 freaking hours that's how looong i waited in line to get hold of La Salle/Ateneo tickets. i was there around 7:30, but im already No.256 the first one was there since 8pm the night before. Tiyaga mo shoong! booth opened at 9am, got the tickets around 10:30. some people are gonna kill for those tickets (erg, people in front and some fired up daddys and secretaries.) but not me, i'm just gonna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112657547638600167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112657547638600167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112657547638600167' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112643292992982536</id><published>2005-09-11T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T09:21:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>because we KAREjust so you know, KARE means Kids Actively Rockin for Education. it's a benefit concert  for the kids of payatas.. and the best way to end the term break.turns out that Eka and I were the early birds, besides that bunch of laugh trip highschool girls (yeah, highschool.) the supposed-to-be first band is late. haha. callalily, so unprofeesional. tsktsk. 1hour and 30 mins late! lagot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112643292992982536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112643292992982536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112643292992982536' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112627684446453905</id><published>2005-09-10T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T13:29:51.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna have super powersi DONT wanna go back to school yet. my three weeks vacation is over in two days. Ohmen.   i'm just sucking every last minute of my care-free-no-money life. On monday, i just wish that the train would take me to Sky High. oh please oh please take me to sky high so i wouldn't have to take math and chem and instud.. instead i'm training my supah powers! haha. the movie might</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112627684446453905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112627684446453905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112627684446453905' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112607433526856506</id><published>2005-09-07T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T14:25:35.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i refuse to be denied of this one last pleasure... going to divisoria. on the last minute, my blockmates backed out of going to divi because (a)parents didnt allow them due to the rally on GMA's impeachment and (b)since some are not going, they're not going too. BUT. despite of my loner-ness.. who cares? i went to divi, alone. last time i went there was last Feb pa! you could just imagine how </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112607433526856506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112607433526856506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112607433526856506' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112593462624938735</id><published>2005-09-05T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:40:14.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feeling betteri don't know what happened.. if this is because of Carrie Bradshaw or that Pasta that i made last sunday, but im feeling much better actually. i got this from Mm, and i find it really really nice. thought i'd share it.sometimes we wish we were small.. wish we were somewhere..wish we had that someone..but sometimes, we wish too much that we miss enjoyingwho we are.. where we are..and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112593462624938735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112593462624938735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112593462624938735' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112576151660928431</id><published>2005-09-03T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T01:06:21.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too much free time, too much thinking23 episodes later, i've finally finished my Sex and the City season 6 marathon.I've been like this for days.. yes, for days. The other day, aggie and i were texting, then she told me that i should be happy because i have things going for me. things going for me. well, i thought so too.if things are going for me, then why am i not happy? seriously. i dont know </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112576151660928431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112576151660928431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112576151660928431' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112551397752874314</id><published>2005-09-01T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T02:46:17.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Notting Hillit's 2:44am, the movie just ended and my eyes are all wet.shallow. but im a sucker for this movie.im also just a girl standing in front of a boy asking him to love her.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112551397752874314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112551397752874314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112551397752874314' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112549605015886027</id><published>2005-08-31T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T22:02:12.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes.i finally got it over with. got my course cards already, thank God i got a better grade than i was expecting for Anthrop. whew. and even more big thanks to him up there for making things happen for me - with my grades that is.oh yeah oh yeah. im just glad i made my parents happy.so we went out for lunch after getting the course cards. ok, Mr. Orient1 sir, like i even learned anything from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112549605015886027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112549605015886027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112549605015886027' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112532446710493660</id><published>2005-08-29T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T22:07:47.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i ended up goingenough babbling already. and i drove the manual. i dont suck at it anymore. yesss.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112532446710493660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112532446710493660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112532446710493660' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112529632062632894</id><published>2005-08-29T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T14:30:43.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>booooored.i woke up this morning and watched tv. it's already 1:52pm and im still watching tv. gawd?! is there anything good on tv besides OC?! i probably watched na every single dvd at home. gaaa. and now i've been watching MTV and Channel V. dang, im getting fat and blind. ok, since MTV's been on my tv.. like forever. i've concluded this: My top 3 favorite videos as of the moment. (oh gawd. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112529632062632894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112529632062632894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112529632062632894' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112489729405881754</id><published>2005-08-24T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T00:15:56.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wags and Kiki's First Road Tripmy *official* first day of my termbreak was yesterday. after i passed that poligov paper,i headed for Ateneo to pick Aggie up. yes, to pick her up - i brought my car! and my dad filled up the gas for me, yey. i saw Ayesa (imissyoualready!) in her PE class. ok, basketball? haha. anyhoo. Aggie and I left Ateneo and our first stop, Gateway. so there we are in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112489729405881754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112489729405881754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112489729405881754' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112485835111383151</id><published>2005-08-24T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T13:51:40.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Survived.wow. it's been 10 days since i last posted. Last week was HELL WEEK. cramming with papers and projects and debates..  oh mehn, it's all OVER. done. finish. Yes. I SURVIVED.I remember during the first weeks i feel so depressed. Missing my highschool friends'one thing, and another is adjusting to the new school and the new academics. i hate myself for pressuring myself. Well, i guess </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112485835111383151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112485835111383151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112485835111383151' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112386426342061728</id><published>2005-08-13T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:43:42.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Wish.exactly how i feel right now. listening to: Girl on TV. i wish for you on a falling star, wondering where you are, do i ever cross your mind in the warm sunshine..im currently digging old school songs. yeah. the likes of Mmmbop and Wannabe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112386426342061728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112386426342061728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112386426342061728' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112368227060065742</id><published>2005-08-10T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:57:50.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Mommy!i wuuuuuuv you! :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112368227060065742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112368227060065742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112368227060065742' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112359904676845152</id><published>2005-08-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:42:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the first gig in Kizmet was uber fun. they ROCKED THE HOUSE. haha. how do i even start this? haha. well, todo project i Kean. enjoying every moment in the limelight (bogbog kita chubs eh!) ang kuliiiit ng tito ni Kean, lasing na kasi eh, he kept on requesting for "Only Hope", tamang tama, they did a Mandy Moore cover "Cry". here's some of the songs that i could remember, some favorite song covers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112359904676845152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112359904676845152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112359904676845152' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112355356095264775</id><published>2005-08-09T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T10:12:40.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Getting my money's worthok. kick me if im being such a loser. but this is sooooo cool. coz im in school right now, with my laptop using lasalle's wi-fi network. HAH. free internet man. thanks to the guy in yellow, he taught me how to connect. woot! woot! great.im gonna bring this again to school.. free internet. wee!ok, gonna study for anthrop now. i dunno why im soooo lazy. im gonna hit myself </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112355356095264775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112355356095264775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112355356095264775' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112343077574712145</id><published>2005-08-07T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T00:44:13.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>long lost post *edited*well. i was supposed to post this a week ago, but i guess i was too lazy to post.. actually, ang tagal lang talaga mag load ng blogger. haha. anyway. my pictures are taking so much time to post. so im getting pissed na kung kelan ko gusto mag post, tagal naman ng pictures magload. grrr. one reason why im not thinking of having a multiply coz my prepaid internet's grr.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112343077574712145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112343077574712145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112343077574712145' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112314381429672983</id><published>2005-08-04T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T16:23:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haha. using free internet in school. if you cant see my tag-board. well, it's gona whacko. cant see it too, but now i can.. ok, that's confusing.gonna research now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112314381429672983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112314381429672983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112314381429672983' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112271678885308070</id><published>2005-07-30T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T17:46:28.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm officially Brokei went shopping. yeah. i looooove that sentence. SM North is having it's 3-day sale so i went there... and i came home with with my wallet wiped out. shopping's my antidpressant. haha.after weeks of TGIS=Tiis Gutom Ipon Salapi, (learned that from Kean.) it paid off. thanks to my saviors Vienna Sausage and Peanut Butter sandwich for lunch - i got to shopcrazy. yummm. (i wonder </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112271678885308070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112271678885308070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112271678885308070' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112221910182658360</id><published>2005-07-24T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T10:14:04.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>35 cars and Chingwell, a total of 35 cars passed the driveway. yeah. and we we're only waiting for 10.. but then 35! yeah yeah! oh. and we've got this new bestfriend, the name's ching.. a red Honda SIR. we've got a love/hate relationship with that car. but, napamahal na samin si ching kahit isa siyang malaking sakit sa ulo.weekend was totally crazy. as in shrotddhgiehghwoihvndhauwyrijajlkjdsj. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112221910182658360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112221910182658360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112221910182658360' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112159705897963155</id><published>2005-07-17T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T18:49:21.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im on the mood of thinking aloud. here i am in my semi emotional drunkness. one-liner thought though.just when you thought you've got everything.. something's still missing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112159705897963155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112159705897963155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112159705897963155' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112159103449812535</id><published>2005-07-17T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T17:03:54.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is the first time in 8 weeks that i didnt go out this weekend. well, ysterday i was at misha's house then we went to glorietta, but that's because we have a "practice" which never happened- still, i didnt count that one as "going out" haha. anyway. mehn, it feels nice to be at home, just at home.. and IN FRONT OF THE TV. i missed watching tv. i watched TV today!!! yey. i watched Disney </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112159103449812535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112159103449812535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112159103449812535' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112144037341268496</id><published>2005-07-15T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:30:32.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NEW LAYOUTfinally. finally. finally. finally. and more finally. my new layout is FINALLY done. yeah yeah yeah! i looooooooooove photoshop.im addicted to it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112144037341268496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112144037341268496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112144037341268496' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-112013412789892421</id><published>2005-06-30T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T20:22:07.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im currently working on a new template. yey! finally. haha. it's gonna be new. haha. laboooo. anyhoo, i got pissed off at blogger coz ang tagal mag load dammit.be back with a new template. let me finish my homeworks first!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112013412789892421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/112013412789892421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112013412789892421' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111893232379678613</id><published>2005-06-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T22:32:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel sooooooo wasted right now. i dunno why but i woke up this morning feeling wasted. aaack. anyway.. i miss my friends. i dunno what's completely wrong with me, but i just REALLY REALLY miss my friends. my highschool friends. i miss them A LOT. i miss their company.. aack. i miss making jokes and being completely jologs with them. i miss not caring about anything but just spending time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111893232379678613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111893232379678613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111893232379678613' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111867513644474977</id><published>2005-06-13T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T23:10:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GETAWAYlet's take a ride. on the country side. let's just get away.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111867513644474977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111867513644474977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111867513644474977' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111867475627847332</id><published>2005-06-13T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:59:16.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so lame lately, i havent posted on my blog. am i THAT busy?! im even online almost every night and i skip doing this blog thing?! oh god. i miss posting here.. even though no one reads. i just miss it.anyway, i do not have time to post once again. im partly lazy and partly have to do something..me + lazy = lame.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111867475627847332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111867475627847332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111867475627847332' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111737297822957140</id><published>2005-05-29T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T21:22:58.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well, im in college now. im a college student. IM IN COLLEGE.there's so much to say about it, but my mind's all clogged up. info overload.maybe next time.im lame, i know.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111737297822957140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111737297822957140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111737297822957140' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111615249205715376</id><published>2005-05-15T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T18:21:32.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keala, Christian, Tita Kulot and Tito Jun left for Canada this morning. i slept at past  1 this morning after the bbq/despidida that we had the night before. It's bee 10 hours since they left. The last time i saw my two cousins they were kissing me goodbye. I held back my tears while i saw them ride in the van. I'm going to see them after 4 years. 4 years. i'll be 22 by then. Keala's 10 and Chris</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111615249205715376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111615249205715376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111615249205715376' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111594629766614064</id><published>2005-05-13T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T09:04:57.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i haven't seen a horror flick in an actual movie house since.. -uh. sixth sense? or maybe i just couldn't remember but waaaaaayy looooong ago already. so the other day, i went to glorietta with mar *ahaha, im smiling.* and so we decided to see Amityville Horror. Ok, chelsea and jodi totally freaked us out. and that ax freaked me out too. so the movie was evil crazy and shocking and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111594629766614064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111594629766614064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111594629766614064' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111509489257311574</id><published>2005-05-03T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T12:34:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im too caught up with reading OC stuffs right now. just thought i'd drop by here. haha. :) anyhoo. im enjoying the last few days of my happy-go-lucky, wake-up-at-12nn days. california's calling me. can't fight fate. haha. :D</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111509489257311574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111509489257311574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111509489257311574' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111399460069453362</id><published>2005-04-20T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:01:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carrie Bradshaw minus sex and the citythe only thing missing is a nice condo and a walk in closet full of designer clothes. oh yeah, and blonde curls and ok fine, nothing like the real thing. but im sitting in my bed right now typing in my new laptop.. that classifies as a carrie thing huh? haha. well,things have been too good to be true lately.. well, just this one actually. haha.im halfway </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111399460069453362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111399460069453362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111399460069453362' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111363899282124715</id><published>2005-04-16T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T16:09:52.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> im in singapore right now. using free internet. haha. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111363899282124715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111363899282124715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111363899282124715' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111261144212018386</id><published>2005-04-04T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T18:47:21.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok. well, looks like my template needs some fixin. i've been putting new pics on friendster, yeah ags.. heard me right. new pics. haha. and they're photoshop-ed. haha. guess that's how stuck up i can get at home huh? well, will try to make a new one, who knows, summer boredom might do something good to this place. haha.puerto galera on friday. can't wait.laters.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111261144212018386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111261144212018386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111261144212018386' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111208698384641551</id><published>2005-03-29T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T17:05:28.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i went to DLSU like an hour ago. it's official.. i'm a Lasalista already. *ooohhh* Oh well. It's actually surprising, coz the moment i got there. Men, i feel all giddy and excited about it. yah. i was. i even texted mar that i'm all excited about the feeling that im in DLSU.i commuted of course. Parked the car (ok, i wasn't driving.. my dad was. he accompanied me. thank god, i was so sleepy and i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111208698384641551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111208698384641551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111208698384641551' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-111139480355077457</id><published>2005-03-21T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T16:48:51.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>friends togethersoon to partonce we growwe shared..we loved..but now,we bid ourselves farewell.because highschool life is over.good life.good love.good looks.good friends.good memories.SENIORS 2005signing off.it took me a lot of time to realize the reality of leaving higschool. for four long years, ive been having the time of my life. more stress and school works that you can ever imagine.. but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111139480355077457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/111139480355077457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111139480355077457' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110973959116673374</id><published>2005-03-02T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T12:59:51.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im legal now.well.. to sum everything up.. that night was definitely THE TIME OF MY LIFE. yeah.. the best night of my life... seeing my family and friends in one roof, that was really something. awesome. im lost for words. :)haha.. yes, the dress. the dress/gown that i designed. loved it to bits.me my bro.. but he's not yet wearing the white fedora..my friends who totally made that night the best</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110973959116673374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110973959116673374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110973959116673374' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110871704984118748</id><published>2005-02-18T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T16:57:29.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>only 1 week to go till my birthday. im so freaking out already.. there's just so much to do.. like school and stuff and this debut just keep pushin in. damn it. after this, i'll be breathing as hell.well, that's about it. coz there's really nothing much about me that's interesting enough to talk about. besides, i've got this really big mouth in school now so i basically have been prophecising (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110871704984118748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110871704984118748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110871704984118748' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110820347133925840</id><published>2005-02-12T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:17:51.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here at aggie's house. HI AGGIE. wala lang. we're going to det's debut. wee. we had an oc marathon, well if you can call it that. haha. 3 episodes. weh. and shot some vids for my video sa debut. anyway.computer's busted and i lots all my fourth year pics. im done depressing about it already.laters.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110820347133925840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110820347133925840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110820347133925840' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110716298288415585</id><published>2005-01-31T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T17:16:22.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i bitter about life so much that i don't even wanna ponder on it.or i'm just really lazy to post.. again.i kept on saying lazy lazy lazy but here i am posting anyway.don quixote.whatever.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110716298288415585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110716298288415585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110716298288415585' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110689244182394896</id><published>2005-01-28T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T14:07:21.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AGGIEhere aggie. im posting.here.. going na. ms. hernandez is calling. weh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110689244182394896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110689244182394896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110689244182394896' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110646184121305063</id><published>2005-01-23T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T14:30:41.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jobelalam ko alam mo iniisip ko ngayon. grabe, ang lala na nito. ewan. labo. para na tuloy akong tanga. hanggang dito ba naman kailangan pa talaga.hay, ayoko na. naloloka na ko. para talaga kong tanga. what the hell.If You Leave by Nada Surf If you leave, don't leave nowPlease don't take my heart awayPromise me just one more nightThen we'll go our separate waysWe always had time on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110646184121305063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110646184121305063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110646184121305063' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110646018309866993</id><published>2005-01-23T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T14:03:03.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Missing Wordsim just tooo lazy to even share. well. a lot has happened.1. INTRAMS. dang. the last cheering of my highschool life. the last time i'd be cheering for my batchmates. i enjoyed every bi of it.2. VICKY'S DEBUT. well, that was one of the craziest, most whacked nights of my life!3. FIELD TRIP. the last. there's just so much to tell.i guess i the reason i couldn't tell the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110646018309866993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110646018309866993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110646018309866993' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110572175166327416</id><published>2005-01-15T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T01:36:23.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tinatamad akong magpost. pero sige. got this from aggie.WHAT WAS1.the last movie you was the last movie you watched?Ocean's Twelve2. the last tv show you watched?The O.C.3. the last song you heard?Barry Manilow's Mandy. haha. long story.4. the last thing you bought?Tango Dress5. the last place you went to?Glorietta6. the last food you ate?Baked Ziti and Garlic Bread 7. the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110572175166327416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110572175166327416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110572175166327416' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110572442504784688</id><published>2005-01-15T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T01:40:25.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the hell with this. my life is one big disaster already. and still getting weirder.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110572442504784688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110572442504784688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110572442504784688' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110466110276548445</id><published>2005-01-02T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T18:18:22.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110466110276548445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110466110276548445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110466110276548445' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110379013455389269</id><published>2004-12-23T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T16:25:16.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's around 31 hours till christmas.. excitements till we open our presents, cravings till we eat our noche buena and more smiles to get our blood pumpin till that time of the year!i won't be able to post on THE DAY itself so here's that big smile for all of you!tis the season to be jolly.. and before i get all mushy and cuddly due to the oh-so-lovely-season.. i'm wishing that may you get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110379013455389269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110379013455389269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110379013455389269' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110361497931054390</id><published>2004-12-21T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T15:42:59.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pre-Chrismukkah Wild Goose Chasejust when i thought my christmas is getting better.. it went even crazier! haha. here is a story worth sharing, warning: mahihilo kayo sa kwento ko.last monday, (december 20) i accompanied my bro to the dentist coz he's getting braces! haha. poor him, no more bubble gum. anyway. after that, we will be going on our little christmas shopping for our parents.i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110361497931054390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110361497931054390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110361497931054390' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110345694026288049</id><published>2004-12-19T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T20:01:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My Chrismukkah That Almost Wasn't What I Thought It Would Be.i just had to put a long title huh? Well, just an FYI, Chrismukkah means Christmas (OC lingo) and the first 5 words is the title of the OCs chrismukkha episode, except i changed the The to My. ok, enough of that, lets get it on with the story.. another you-dont-care-story bout my life. har. har.Ive been complaining for the past few </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110345694026288049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110345694026288049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110345694026288049' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110345660966596572</id><published>2004-12-19T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T20:03:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last Highschool Last Day before ChristmasWell, turns out Friday didnt suck at all, except for that dreaded physics exam. It just proves that Im never, as in never, as in not in a million years will I ever be a physicist. Does interior designing needs physics? Dang. Now what will I do? Anyway, physics killed the hell out me that Friday morning, and I’m saying that in behalf of the seniors </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110345660966596572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110345660966596572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110345660966596572' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110258722221388232</id><published>2004-12-09T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T18:13:42.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>65go figure what that number means. haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110258722221388232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110258722221388232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110258722221388232' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110197860489547958</id><published>2004-12-02T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T17:10:04.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>o geez, i forgot to mention. point you mouse right here --*-- and watch the sparkles of this cursor hypnotize you. haha. i love that.yoyong's here. no classes. though i love to stay at home and sip hot chocos.. i feel bad. i'm here enjoying my time away from school and people in my province are evacuating there homes. my mom's doing a panic buying right now, incase the power goes out and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110197860489547958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110197860489547958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110197860489547958' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110162726043025899</id><published>2004-11-28T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T15:36:54.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THIS is how it's DONE. the OC way.what do you think, huh? let's just say i moved on the drama queen. and now, it's OC time. yeah. well, the template is not completely done yet. i still have to..put a pic in the sideline ----------&gt;put your blog links.put some random www linkages.fix the pic above to get rid of that stupid blogger ad if it's still shown there.put an OC quote on the pic.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110162726043025899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110162726043025899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110162726043025899' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-110101269050210717</id><published>2004-11-21T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T12:51:30.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jack Jack kicks ass.just came home last night. i was occupying a lot of space in the mart to think that the train was jampacked. i had like my back pack, my expandicase plus my paperbag and handbag. like people aren't looking at me, i had to pretend like violet with my hair covering half of my face.The Incredibles was suuuupppppeeeeerrrr (that super) funny. and it was just helluva movie. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110101269050210717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/110101269050210717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110101269050210717' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-109999378881139100</id><published>2004-11-09T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:37:37.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ms. couch potatothis has basically been my life during the sembreak. im getting skippyfat right now. and the tv is my bestfriend. :)justin timberlake's SNL hosting was supppppperrrrr funny. if you missedit, gwad, you missed like the funniest thing you'll ever see on SNL. haha."bring it on it on omeletteville!", his punk'd spoof and jessica simpson spoof,and the beegees spoof was totally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/109999378881139100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/109999378881139100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109999378881139100' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6013757.post-109999357927337391</id><published>2004-11-09T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T12:33:21.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Barb's Debutit was total fun. haha. well, i arrived at past 8 which is like an hourand a half late.. but at least i didn't end up like jobel and the rest/haha. it started around 5 minutes after i arrived, so i was just in time anyway. barbs was looking so great.. looking so, well, 18. party was fun. i meanthe food was uber great, love the salmon. and det ate those garlic lookinrice, eeek. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/109999357927337391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6013757/posts/default/109999357927337391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://catchmystar.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109999357927337391' title=''/><author><name>kimmy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18414984807839458416</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
