<?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-38904528</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:25:02.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me-a-butterfly</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-a-butterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38904528/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://me-a-butterfly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ya yu no mi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07685670856989356514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://xinsheng.net/xs/images/2005-4-10-butterfly-on-flower-sm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38904528.post-6572679336081972105</id><published>2007-05-09T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T06:26:08.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in these times, i wish i were a butterfly</title><content type='html'>8:57pm DAvao SUgar time&lt;br /&gt;im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;yet i dont wanna eat.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna cry,.&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna cry.&lt;br /&gt;but shit man,have cried for these past few nyts.&lt;br /&gt;im into a storm right now..&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things i worry about,&lt;br /&gt;i miss a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;i miss a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;well i jus hope no damn person reads this now behind me.&lt;br /&gt;im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna have ulcer&lt;br /&gt;darn joyce&lt;br /&gt;gotta eat a little.&lt;br /&gt;but my mind opposes.&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much in my mind and heart for now.&lt;br /&gt;it has almost reached saturation&lt;br /&gt;i miss school&lt;br /&gt;people and events in school makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;its really great to be in school tho andaming pressure.&lt;br /&gt;whoaa... expect the worse this last year in colej joys.&lt;br /&gt;tho i think im gettng ready&lt;br /&gt;but its just so freakin tiring to have so many things in ur mind.&lt;br /&gt;im just glad im not the suicidal type.&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna use my friendster blog.&lt;br /&gt;catches much attention.&lt;br /&gt;naha..ive learned my lesson&lt;br /&gt;ya know wat?&lt;br /&gt;ive been into whining into that blog before.&lt;br /&gt;it helped me a lot tho..&lt;br /&gt;in releasing all the tension and stress i have.&lt;br /&gt;as in,&lt;br /&gt;im just that kind of person who, when angry or sad or onto any extreme feeling,&lt;br /&gt;jus prefers to talk or write and express my feelings.\&lt;br /&gt;whoaa.. ganyan ako.&lt;br /&gt;mushy!&lt;br /&gt;watevr.&lt;br /&gt;dont care!&lt;br /&gt;im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat yet i wont!&lt;br /&gt;this hasnt been an ordinary day.&lt;br /&gt;i made a confession to 2 friends.&lt;br /&gt;has been quite hard for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;yet it has been a relief.&lt;br /&gt;helped me somehow to lighten the burden that i carry in my heart for now.&lt;br /&gt;well., theyre guys and im just amazed i was able to share a part of me with them.&lt;br /&gt;ei, dont think dirty.&lt;br /&gt;im serious here..&lt;br /&gt;whoaaa... my mom's calling..&lt;br /&gt;dont wanna answer it for now.&lt;br /&gt;i still have about an hour to make yawyaw here.&lt;br /&gt;mahaba-haba pa ang mababasa mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ya, in these times,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna fly away.&lt;br /&gt;away from this thing that i feel..&lt;br /&gt;this thing that ive been thinking about..&lt;br /&gt;this situation that im into.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sunken&lt;br /&gt;shit man.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a butterfly,.&lt;br /&gt;that i can go to another place..&lt;br /&gt;to a garden so full of beautiful flowers..&lt;br /&gt;that brings happiness and joy to my day&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i can see new horizons&lt;br /&gt;and see that this is not all there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat do i do wen i get home.&lt;br /&gt;i wana cry.&lt;br /&gt;ya this is   pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer it this way.&lt;br /&gt;when im into this DOWN syndrome&lt;br /&gt;i prefer to cry my heart out&lt;br /&gt;so that after the rain i feel so fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;victoriuos!&lt;br /&gt;drama&lt;br /&gt;ya drama joyz!&lt;br /&gt;ya victorius cuz i still am able to witness and enjoy the next sunrise&lt;br /&gt;tho i dont get to see it talaga..&lt;br /&gt;well dont take this literally tho..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep&lt;br /&gt;but i wanna talk with anybody,&lt;br /&gt;aaahhh..&lt;br /&gt;cge2 il go home nalang..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps matet is home na..&lt;br /&gt;or cyril.&lt;br /&gt;well i jus hope hes not asleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;havent talked with him for eons,&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.... im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;damn it joys u eat..&lt;br /&gt;but i dont want to&lt;br /&gt;how ironic it seems for now&lt;br /&gt;cuz usually when im super depressed&lt;br /&gt;i eat a lot&lt;br /&gt;and now, y cant i?&lt;br /&gt;dunno.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps im weird.&lt;br /&gt;or just soo incomprehendible&lt;br /&gt;is there such a term?&lt;br /&gt;whoa..&lt;br /&gt;cant catch the wednesday night live on the radio&lt;br /&gt;thats just what im looking forward to for the week&lt;br /&gt;great music e&lt;br /&gt;a lav 8!&lt;br /&gt;well anyway yawyaw nako diri..&lt;br /&gt;i hope God doesnt answer that wish of mine&lt;br /&gt;i dont wanna be a butterfly tho.&lt;br /&gt;i just wish cud be&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean i wana be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of this politician&lt;br /&gt;PICHAY!&lt;br /&gt;wwwwithhh his words:&lt;br /&gt;PANGARAP KONG TUPARIN ANG PANGARAP MO!&lt;br /&gt;just sooo freakin funny.&lt;br /&gt;pangarap niya lang.&lt;br /&gt;so mangarap ka ngunit wag umasa na tutuparin nia ang pangarap mo&lt;br /&gt;kasi nga pangarap nia lang.&lt;br /&gt;whoaa! hahahhhahah&lt;br /&gt;what a clever ad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38904528-6572679336081972105?l=me-a-butterfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://me-a-butterfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6572679336081972105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://xinsheng.net/xs/images/2005-4-10-butterfly-on-flower-sm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38904528.post-3820634454320638092</id><published>2007-04-23T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T05:43:43.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer sooo hot!</title><content type='html'>wow!&lt;br /&gt;i just finished my first ojt.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of things are running inside my head now.&lt;br /&gt;ojt.&lt;br /&gt;EAD.&lt;br /&gt;weather.&lt;br /&gt;tummy.&lt;br /&gt;hungry.&lt;br /&gt;hot.&lt;br /&gt;hot.&lt;br /&gt;hot.&lt;br /&gt;shud i go home?&lt;br /&gt;shud i not?&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;its my first tym to use SCB's pc.&lt;br /&gt;at least i think so.&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;ya sleepy head.&lt;br /&gt;shud i call dccc?&lt;br /&gt;and cancel my ojt plans there?&lt;br /&gt;i think i shud.&lt;br /&gt;as n. im sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;n hungry.&lt;br /&gt;shud i go home?&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to.&lt;br /&gt;but **********.&lt;br /&gt;so its fine.&lt;br /&gt;why is this happening?&lt;br /&gt;well ive been doing a lot of thinking on this.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to put everything in words.&lt;br /&gt;i have a lot of things to do pa.&lt;br /&gt;priorities.&lt;br /&gt;yet somehow, still dont have that degree of discipline.&lt;br /&gt;how on earth am i going to teach myself that?&lt;br /&gt;cud that be purchased overnight?&lt;br /&gt;installed in my system&lt;br /&gt;perhaps even just for now?&lt;br /&gt;well you see,&lt;br /&gt;i have this observation of myself.&lt;br /&gt;when im bombarded with soo many things,&lt;br /&gt;i tend not to do any of it.&lt;br /&gt;whoa!&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;ironic.&lt;br /&gt;pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;psyhotic?&lt;br /&gt;ambot.&lt;br /&gt;this morning i woke up soo freakin tired.&lt;br /&gt;havent been used to waking up early.&lt;br /&gt;its just this ojt time that i have to get up at dawn.&lt;br /&gt;what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i have to.&lt;br /&gt;wahhuhuhu..&lt;br /&gt;pathetic spirits invading my sytem at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;pwede anti-virus?&lt;br /&gt;ge alng.&lt;br /&gt;whoa..&lt;br /&gt;i really have this lame idea.&lt;br /&gt;id try to evade.&lt;br /&gt;what day is it today?&lt;br /&gt;tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;i have week for EA stuff.&lt;br /&gt;ya yu no.&lt;br /&gt;obligations.&lt;br /&gt;but dont worry.&lt;br /&gt;i have my heart on it.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt have run if i did not want to.&lt;br /&gt;i live by my heart.&lt;br /&gt;at least most of the time, i do.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. shud i go home na?&lt;br /&gt;what shud i be doing bah?&lt;br /&gt;lemme check my list.&lt;br /&gt;it says here:&lt;br /&gt;call, inventory, etc.&lt;br /&gt;ohh im soo freakin hungry.&lt;br /&gt;be back in a few hours na lang.&lt;br /&gt;gotta feed my hungry tummy.&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;--11:54am Davao Sugar time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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now?&lt;br /&gt;i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;anxious somhow.&lt;br /&gt;amazed of how life taught me maturity.&lt;br /&gt;i know i have yet a mountain to climb.&lt;br /&gt;im now holding the biggest responsibility ive had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i never thot id reach this point.&lt;br /&gt;yet i just let God lead the way for me.&lt;br /&gt;finding my personal legend does not fully depend on me.&lt;br /&gt;i also have to have faith in Him.&lt;br /&gt;after all as what the Alchemist said,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the whole world conspires for me to achieve my personal legend&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy right now.&lt;br /&gt;have been from samal.&lt;br /&gt;just inhaled good air and fed my eyes good sceneries,&lt;br /&gt;relaxed and swam under the heat of the raging sun.&lt;br /&gt;oh why,&lt;br /&gt;its sooo fulfilling to just reflect upon and enjoy the beauty of God's creation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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