<?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-36543690</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:02:29.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am your life's sweetest lie. ;)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-4745970969854556473</id><published>2007-05-23T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T09:01:11.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life started when I started to love you.&lt;br /&gt;And that's how I want it to end. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-4745970969854556473?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4745970969854556473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=4745970969854556473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/4745970969854556473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/4745970969854556473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-life-started-when-i-started-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-6657299374550436609</id><published>2007-05-22T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T20:51:18.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Swimming Day.</title><content type='html'>I woke up at around 10.30. I'm still so sleepy. Please, 5 more minutes? What the hell is happening to me, I am so lazy these days. Haha. I'm on a crash diet so I won't be eating anything until (insert date here), and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME FOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desi organized a swimming escapade and it is today! Haha. 8am to 12pm. Too bad I won't be able to swim. :( Jana won't swim din so we'll just fool around and talk and talk and talk. Haha. We don't want to get "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663300;"&gt;darker&lt;/span&gt;". &lt;strong&gt;Maarte kami eh.&lt;/strong&gt; Haha. I'm still waiting for Jana, she's still at Onemig's place. We're going to catch up on things later. Weee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wo shang sin ni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-6657299374550436609?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6657299374550436609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=6657299374550436609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/6657299374550436609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/6657299374550436609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/another-swimming-day.html' title='Another Swimming Day.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-7357819061250797605</id><published>2007-05-22T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T02:42:57.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TON QUIZ by Gerald Valeriano</title><content type='html'>Food: wan&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iced tea: lip&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noodle: can&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taong mabigat na mabigat: &lt;strong&gt;TONTON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manyak: an&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love si Yayyo: aga&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ni Arvy: &lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;Mabigat na sin: glu&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;ny&lt;br /&gt;Classmate natin: glo&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;, aga&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;, an&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM: &lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;ight&lt;br /&gt;Brand: benet&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plant: plank&lt;strong&gt;TON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginawa niya kanina after our kwentuhan. Haha. Wala lang. Nakakatuwa. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-7357819061250797605?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7357819061250797605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=7357819061250797605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/7357819061250797605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/7357819061250797605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/ton-quiz-by-gerald-valeriano.html' title='TON QUIZ by Gerald Valeriano'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-165303574787699586</id><published>2007-05-21T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T09:44:59.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Atenean's Post.</title><content type='html'>Para ngang hindi Atenista eh. Weird. I have friends who study at Ateneo pero hindi naman sila ganyan. ni 1/32 hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Read it. It's amusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"blue and yellow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck talaga, nanakawan ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i made punta to the birthday party of my high school friend who is currently making aral sa ust ngayon. syempre im not gonna go na sana kasi puro mga friends nya from ust yung nandun, ede im gonna be put out of place lang from their uber mediocre culture, pero sumama na rin ako out of shame para sa friend kong magtatampo raw sakin if hindi ako pumunta. besides, birthday naman nya so i made bigay na. and sabi nung isa pa naming high school barkada, she's gonna go rin daw so may kasama naman ako. eh fuck, hindi nagpunta. so ayun, na-op rin ako sa mga super mediocre na thomasians, at kinailangan ko talagang magtiis sa sobrang tangang kultura ng mga hampaslupa.and guess what, speaking of hampaslupa, ninakawan ba naman ako ng mga pakshet na bobong hindi naman nakapasa ng acet?! i didnt bring food kasi dahil nga sobrang biglaan lang yung invitation ng friend ko, but if ever napaaga siya, i will make volunteer pa talaga para sagutin yung catering. so i told her about it. "bhe," i said, bhe ang tawagan namin kasi we used to role-play as lovers nung hayskul, "wala akong dalang food eh. okay lang ba?"she told me na okay lang naman daw. and then i made banat a joke, "sorry bhe ah, lam mo kasi hindi ako sanay magdala ng food sa mga outings, so i made sure na lang that i made dala a lot of money."actually, it's not a joke. as usual, marami talaga akong pera. around seven hundred yata. i know that's still kinda sad for a super talino and super mayamang atenista like me, pero since we're gonna go to a sobrang mumurahing resort lang naman nearby and since super mumurahin lang ng mga thomasians, i thought it's not a bad amount na.im so fucking sure talaga na may pera ako nun. kasi mom gave me five hundred bucks before she left home for work (my mom manages our own technology company nga pala). plus yung halos three-hundred na natira from last week's allowance, i have about eight hundred. eh syempre i had to communicate with my high school friend. but then she cant text me kasi i'm smart and she's using sun cellular (my god, imagine that! how cheap. kinagat ang super amoy-araw na offer ng pang-promding network. buhay-squatter talaga). so i had to buy that 50-peso load na seven days unlimited texts (which is so, oh my god, kadiri talaga). ede ayan, halos seven hundred na yung money ko.eh malay ko ba naman na while i made that joke, meron palang thomasian who was making pakinig to me. well of course makikinig talaga sya sakin. atenista ako eh. whatever comes out of my mouth is so full of brilliant ideas. well anyway, ayun. so habang we were making langoy to the eww so init na tubig dahil siguro nagdisperse na yung heat from those super kadiring putikang thomasian bodies, may mga naiwan (leftovers) na thomasians dun sa table where we made lagay our bags. and im sure, someone was making panood to me while i took off my shirt to make pakita my super attractive atenean body and i made lagay my authentic tommy hilfiger wallet sa bag ko. and then yun, while i was making tiis talaga na wag masuka dun sa tubig out of respect na lang sa high school friend kong may birthday kahit na diring-diring na talaga me to those retards in the pool, one of those cock-sucking thomasians made bukas my bag and stole my money. so fucking kakainis.oh well, wala naman akong evidence pero common sense na lang na sila yun. mahirap lang sila eh. i didnt make hanap na kung who among them yung nagnakaw ng money ko. i mean, thomasians are poor fucked up pitsqueaks who are so uhaw sa tubig españa (uste), just like what my super brilliant fil12 profs say when they talk about post-modernism and marxism (i bet none of those stupidong thomasians know what im talking about). you know, yung mga super poor na mga anak-putik like them are sometimes left without a choice other than making nakaw on other people's money, so instead of making galit to them dahil baka mamaya kung ano pang super smart na salita ang lumabas from my purely atenean mouth, i just thought na it's my way of helping poor people.although syempre, i also felt pagkainis for them. i mean, we ateneans, even though we're the smartest people in the world, we have feelings too. there was a time nga talaga na gusto ko na sanang makipag-fist fight with them. they're so mayabang kasi eh, despite the fact that i made tiis to my own emotions, cuz we ateneans are not making padala to our urges. we use our brains. there's this thomasian guy who thinks he's so darn fucking hot that while i was making shower in the (duh) shower, he walked around naked ba naman? i cant make paniwala nga how he managed to be that confident about himself. well of course i didnt look. i mean, we ateneans always have bigger members. pero the nakakainis na part here is he was like making lakas his boses, "oy maghuhubad ako ah. tangina pare pakialam ko sa titi mo meron din ako nyan. ganun nga kami sa locker room ng boys sa ust eh, lahat kami nakahubo."so mediocre talaga. he's like making parinig to me pa talaga?! kaya nga i got even more disgusted eh. i mean, we ateneans, even though we're guys? we dont just go around the public naked cuz our bodies are so mamahalin. like, if you make your body public, it's so cheap. we ateneans have always been told through our jesuit, catholic, filipino education that our body is the temple of the holy spirit. no wonder sobrang babang uri ng mga people ang mga thomasians.sigh.. they're so grabe talaga. of course i didn't make sermon on him na kasi he's gonna have access pa to quality ateneo education. pero im never gonna go out na talaga with those dimwitted cocksuckers. hay naku, thomasians... they so fucking make chupa to my atenean dick. kaya nga bagay na bagay talaga silang magchampion sa uaap season 69 eh.siguro it's just that we ateneans aren't in the same dumb stupid boat like the thomasians. if that happened, maghahalo ang mga kulay namin. result? green. away talaga to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"god is a thomasian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since napag-usapan na rin lang natin ang mga thomasians sa previous blog post ko, i remembered tuloy the time when (confetti made of recycled manila paper) ust finally won the championship against (fireworks imported from hawaii and a red carpet from hollywood) ateneo, may isa na naman akong high school friend galing sa eww so mabahong uste na nagyabang sakin tungkol sa championship nilang mga chuapero.habang pinag-ayos ko ng kama yung muchacha naming graduate ng nursing sa ust kasi matutulog na ko nun, may tatak pa man din ng ateneo yung bedsheet ko pati yung mga pillows, nagtext yung high school friend ko. knowing na sa ateneo ako nag-aaral, i mean.. sa batch kasi namin ng about 100 people, ako lang ang nakapasa ng ateneo, yung anim sa eww-so-mabaho-rin na up, yung iba sa ust, yung iba sa skwelahan ng mga berdeng baka na may beri-beri pa yata kaya naninilaw yung isang gilid (feu yata yung name ng school, di ko kilala eh), tas yung iba sa mga pipichuging schools na lang from all around the corner, ako lang *ahem* ako lang ang kapasa ng ateneo. and that happens in real life (duh, nangyari na nga sakin eh). out of about 100 high school graduates, isa lang sa kanila ang nakakapasa ng ateneo. pag bumagsak, dun sila sa mga less competent schools.so anyway, knowing na ako nga lang sa batch namin ang nakapag-aral sa ateneo, he texted me. he was making asar to me daw na nanalo sila. of course, on my part, ang yabang ng dating nya. but then i realized, thomasian to, nagpapapansin lang, naghahanap lang ng dahilan para itext ng isang atenistang katulad ko para i-adore nya for the rest of his life at i-save sa inbox ng cellphone nyang dadalhin nya sa loob ng kabaong nya until death, at hindi nya pa rin buburahin yung reply ko till then kasi nga pagdating daw sa gate of heaven hahanapan ka raw ni san pedro ng isang text message from an atenean (imagine that, sa sobrang taas ng quality of education namin, pati heaven narating?). so ayun, instead of making galit to him, i told him na lang, "haha. congrats."i mean, we ateneans are really good when it comes to practicing sportsmanship. so ayun, instead of making puna his obvious na kayabangan about the championship, i accepted our defeat as a real man, as a real *ahem* atenean. but then of course friend ko naman yun kaya i also made biro to him. so sabi ko, "if i know, chamba lang yun."and do you know what he replied to me?! this is.. oh my god, so against the fourth commandment of the lord our god! sabi ba naman nya, "god is a thomasian." imagine, he used the name of the lord our god in vain! sobrang bad talaga ng values education sa ust. i mean, kilala pa man rin daw sila as the oldest catholic university in asia? with the pontifical chuchu whatever pa that they make attach to the university's name if you'd check out their kulay dilaw-na-taeng website? *spit*grabe, sobra na talaga yun. god is a thomasian?! that's the biggest insult i've ever heard. papayag ka ba naman na ang god pala na sinasamba natin as the all-knowing almighty father, our only source of wisdom, ay isang pipichuging tomasino lang na hindi nakapasa ng acet? my golly, sobra na talaga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-165303574787699586?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/165303574787699586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=165303574787699586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/165303574787699586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/165303574787699586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/ateneans-post.html' title='An Atenean&apos;s Post.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-7106262559334125898</id><published>2007-05-21T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T09:32:10.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fvf_0G_o-Vc/RlG-tho-D6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/34liiCwYQHw/s1600-h/032420071526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067040745102118818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fvf_0G_o-Vc/RlG-tho-D6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/34liiCwYQHw/s320/032420071526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nessy made this for me. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aww. I love it. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ayun. So wala lang. I miss someone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-7106262559334125898?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/7106262559334125898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=7106262559334125898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/7106262559334125898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/7106262559334125898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-it.html' title='Love it.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fvf_0G_o-Vc/RlG-tho-D6I/AAAAAAAAAAM/34liiCwYQHw/s72-c/032420071526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-2276067007098287235</id><published>2007-05-21T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T08:26:02.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biggest Fight.</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how one person can be so hurt and still manages to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;He forgave me when I myself will probably never learn to forgive myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-2276067007098287235?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/2276067007098287235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=2276067007098287235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/2276067007098287235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/2276067007098287235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/biggest-fight.html' title='The Biggest Fight.'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-5107206694678042669</id><published>2007-05-18T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T03:21:32.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss....</title><content type='html'>It actually made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 30, 2007&lt;br /&gt;01.06am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I had 13 gfs. I didn't get dumped 40x. I like chinese girls. I like going out with friends. I'm a mertosexual. I'm into cars. Chicboy ako dati pero once nagustuhan ko na talaga yung girl, nagtitino ako. I find hope in us, although parang you don't feel the same way. I fall in love easily. And lastly I like you. I'm falling for you. I wanna make you happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 5, 2007&lt;br /&gt;03.43am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"After an hour of playing 'triplejack' on the net, I've been lying on my bed for 2 hours, eyes wide open staring at the ceiling. Yet my mind is off somewhere. As always I'm thinking of her, wondering if she's ok and if she's having her good sleep. I didn't get the chance to bid her good night. For 3 days I've been dreaming of her, with the good things happening, i.e. nice dates, wonderful moments, and even sweet kisses. Seems like falling for her was one of my best choices in life. But I'm kinda worried, some say that what happens in dreams don't get to happen in real life, that they're just a satisfying tool for your fantasies. That's why here I am thinking of her, us and those dreams. I miss her so much."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say. What we have now is good. But I miss the good old times. When he was sweeter and everything. I feel like crap now. Like I am nothing to you. OA. But you know, less everything. Parang discounted product sa supermarket. I miss the old you. :( Haay. Sana maging okay na lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm excited! Epal si Abby. Tinago pa sa akin na makakapunta pala sila ni Giolo bukas. Hmp. Haha! Susurprise pa dapat ako ng loka. Yay! Tas si Jana ang Onemig din pupunta. :D Sana maging successful :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-5107206694678042669?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/5107206694678042669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=5107206694678042669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/5107206694678042669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/5107206694678042669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss.html' title='I miss....'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-4483713553160740506</id><published>2007-05-17T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T08:23:38.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is just a word, unless someone will give a proper meaning. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy. And I want the whole world to know! So, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;I AM HAPPY!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-4483713553160740506?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/4483713553160740506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=4483713553160740506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/4483713553160740506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/4483713553160740506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/love-is-just-word-unless-someone-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-3879427082018978449</id><published>2007-05-16T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:41:54.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog!</title><content type='html'>It's been months since I last updated my blog. So, hello hello, I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends. I want to go to the beach but I don't want to turn tan. :( i am content with my skin color. Liar. I want to be 'whiter'. Haha. BTW, umabot ako sa cut off. So hello second year UST BSN!!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited!! I'm looking forward to it. I want to study na. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. So Bored. I'm currently reading the book "Truth or Dare" by Sara Sheridan. I just have to finish this book.Its just so interesting. :) and I am also advance reading. I read my microbiology book once in a while. Learning newstuff is actually good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot happened. Yes. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this guy. He's great but I didn't mind him back then. I was "in love" with another guy.A guy who always took me for granted. I felt and looked stupid. Then I finally decided to quit.Wala namang nangyayaring maganda eh. I gave this other guy a chance. He wasn't a rebound guy. :(He's different. He's amazing. Great. Marvelous. And everything nice. I fell in love with this guy.He showed me that he really cared and all. He was always there for me. A friend told me "Todo effort lang yan ngayon, pero pag nakuha ka na, ikaw na mage-effort." I guess it's 1/2 true.Parang nabawasan na kasi ngayon. Pero that's life. I was happy. I'm still happy.. Kinda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always fight. About girls. Boys. Cars. Events. Etc. I despise this girl. One of his close firends.Inaaway ako kasi narinig ang boses ko sa phone. WOW. She's really irritating. I don't like her. He knows that. He lost his phone during the carshow. God knows why and how. I let him borrow my phone and he bought a new sim. He agreed not to give his new number to this girl. The girl's debut is coming up, he said that he wont go. But I can feel that he'll still go there. This girl contacted his best friend to get his number so that he can confirm if he will go to the debut. He told his best friend not to give her his new number. But in the end, nalaman pa rin nung girl. Kasi nabigay na ata bago pa nasabi. But. He didn't tell me that. I don't know na. Sorry. I keep on over reacting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-3879427082018978449?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/3879427082018978449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=3879427082018978449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/3879427082018978449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/3879427082018978449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-blog.html' title='Hello Blog!'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-6140716461104289533</id><published>2006-12-25T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:26:22.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Madrama pala ako. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twas a great grading period. Monthy exams were hard. What's new. And did I mention that this grading period has been.. HARD. HELL. and ANNOYING? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Zoology. Need I say more? First semester, I was actually looking forward to this Zoology class because I didn't like math, philo and inorganic chem. But noooooo. I don't like you one bit!!! I don't trust you anymore Zoology! I don't! But I'll have to learn to love it right. I'll work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I'm starting to love chem. :) but I don't like Mam Pena's quizzes. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA. SA. SA. I am very disappointed in you!!! And I thought.. I thought.. I thought.. :( And now I'm gonna burst into tears. :( *sob sob* haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Whatever. May natututunan naman ako kahit papano this second sem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go to schooooool. I want to learn. Haha. Seriously. I really do. Boring sa bahay. Kain lang ako ng kain. And I am continuosly increasing in cytoplasmic mass. Shet. Make it stop. I want to go to the beach this summer. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must. Resist. Help?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-6140716461104289533?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/6140716461104289533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=6140716461104289533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/6140716461104289533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/6140716461104289533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/12/madrama-pala-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116322719432322123</id><published>2006-11-10T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:39:54.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: Hey love!&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: how's mongo?&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: Ay pota&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: natatakot ako!&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: binabad ko kanina&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: baka di tumubo&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: tutubo yan!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: **'* ******. Pota.&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: sana&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: binabad ko lang eh&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: literal&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: hayaan mo na siyaaa&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: i still **** ***&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: siryoso&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: madami akong nagawa&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: at winiwish ko na sana di ko nlng ginawa&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: nice pic&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: haay., things happen for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: 1 more time sa conf. wait.&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: nyahaha&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: tayo&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: oo nga eh&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: i want him so bad&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: WANT&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: tsk&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: you have to NEED him&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: not WANT&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: want&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: indicates an existing need&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu:&lt;br /&gt;Nikki Chu: yan ang natututunan sa psych&lt;br /&gt;Kristine Joy Castillo: :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116322719432322123?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116322719432322123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116322719432322123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116322719432322123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116322719432322123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/11/kristine-joy-castillo-kristine-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116280688608556942</id><published>2006-11-06T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T02:15:31.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of the Second Semester</title><content type='html'>Woke up at around &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4.30am&lt;/span&gt;. Rahayt. So urleh. I'm doing it for my hair. Kapag hindi kasi natuyo, dikit-dikit sila. : You get the picture. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This is not about vanity.&lt;/span&gt; Okay? Okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ihahatid ako ni Kuya kasi may duty sila sa Orthopedic Hospital Thingy :D Pero late na sila aalis eh. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Again, I want to be urleh :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Took the jeep jeep jeep jeep&lt;/span&gt; (Kanta yan similar to beep beep beep beep, sing with me!). Arrived at around 6.30+++. Chikka chikka. Upadates. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hugged &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; people.&lt;/span&gt; Yup, some lang. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm kinda ilang na.&lt;/span&gt; ANYWAY. Pinuna nila ang aking herr. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thank you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To some people:&lt;/strong&gt; Nagparelax na nga, nagmuka pang &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"The Grudge"/Sadako.&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Para sa mga ibang tao na may comment na hindi kaaya-aya:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ker mo.&lt;/span&gt; I'm happy with my herr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I miss/ed 1-2, my oinks, 3g, and Levin. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.30 and still no prof. And then POOF! an intelligent woman came in! Tada! It's Mrs. Garcia! &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am so happy that she will be our Chem Lab teacher for the second sem :)&lt;/span&gt; Groups 6-10 will be handled by Mrs. Aquino. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Break even lang. :)&lt;/span&gt; Then we discussed the requirements, talked about something something, nagbunutan for the reportings and we were dismissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky member for the second sem is..... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Member number THREE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GO MARZ!&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00 We went to &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yellow Cubz&lt;/span&gt; to play &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;O2 Jam&lt;/span&gt; sana, I mean si &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Josh and Madel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;+ Ken&lt;/span&gt; lang pala ang maglalaro. :P &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Kj and I just tagged along. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Epal. :))&lt;/span&gt; Unfortunately, ayaw gumana ng computer ni Ken for O2 Jam kaya kami na lang gumamit ni KJ. HAHA. Surf surf. We saw the multiply of this girl. Wala lang. I can't remember why din..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00 Went to the Commerce building to get my pin button thingy from Abi. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pin button thingy = pic of Nikki, Jam and Abi. :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best friends forever :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Met new friends. a lot. From Commerce and PT. Yay. :) I keep on saying Kim! I know I know.. &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's Tin not Kim.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Kakahiya. Went to the PE office and then sa tapat ng Main building. And then.... janjajaran! We saw Ber! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;How I missed my partner in "crime".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I missed that Utot. :D Then.. we ate sa KFC. Pero before nun super gulo. Si Abi kasama ang kanyang Commerce friends, si Ber and Tina kasama ang kanilang PT friends so...... sabi ko.. "Tara friends(thin air), saan tayo?" Hahaha! &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Lonely!&lt;/span&gt; Pero okay lang. I felt super welcomed or something like that. :D Kahit nagiisa lang ako na nursing... talaga naman. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ang saya pa rin.&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. :D &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I SUPER DUPER UBER LOVE YOU ABI! TO THE MAXIMUM LEVEL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.00 Kasama ko na ulit and aking oinks. Bonding bonding. Nagbet kami nila Mads, Josh at Ash. Ang unang mag-slouch, magbabayad ng &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;P20&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;EACH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAHAHAHA! Wala. Corny eh. Nagquit mga tao eh. :)) Tapos nagshare si Donat ng kanyang open sandwich. SALAMAT! Tapos madami pa kaming ginawang ka-bobohan at nakakaaliw na bagay na hindi ko kayang i-put into words. :)) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pero nakaka-tunaw ng utak :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.00 Umakyat na kami. ANG DAMEEEEEENG TAO. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANG EEEEEEEENET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Naglaro kami nila Mads, Lance at Arvy ng &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"bahay kubo/nanay tatay".&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nostalgic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wala. Hindi namin natapos. Laging may nagkakamali. Patalo ka ARV! HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some time, our English teacher came na. SUPER ALIW! ILAVIT! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mr. Padilla, I'd like to answer. :))&lt;/span&gt; BTW! Favorite color niya ang &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ORANGE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ILAVITLAVITLAVIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I LIKE OUR ENGLISH TEACHER SOOOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I &lt;s&gt;think&lt;/s&gt; know I'll enjoy learning this sem. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;***&lt;u&gt;I miss our &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;RT days. I miss talking, drinking pepsi max. Don't worry, there's no sugar. Kwentuhan during the "escalator ride". Where we would sit and talk while waiting for the train.. How we let each train pass by just so we can talk some more. Ahh. Magical moments. Happy moments. MRT happy moments. Is the magic all gone? Tell me.&lt;/u&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116280688608556942?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116280688608556942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116280688608556942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116280688608556942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116280688608556942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/11/start-of-second-semester.html' title='Start of the Second Semester'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116273320328213584</id><published>2006-11-05T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T05:26:43.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretend to be gay. That's it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116273320328213584?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116273320328213584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116273320328213584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116273320328213584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116273320328213584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/11/pretend-to-be-gay_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116253909420663777</id><published>2006-11-02T23:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:35:06.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You come into this world alone and leave it the exact same way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon atime, we really loved each other. But as time went by there just got to be all these.. These things... Little things that were left unsaid. All these little things that were left unsaid piled up. And after a while there was so much that was left unsaid that we barely say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I just say them?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wish I had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y72/neekeeh/DSC02863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Before! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y72/neekeeh/DSC02867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;After...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry for everything.. for the things that I did.. for the things that you hate.. I'm sorry. Please take me back.. Take me back.. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116253909420663777?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116253909420663777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116253909420663777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116253909420663777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116253909420663777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/11/you-come-into-this-world-alone-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116237719074984850</id><published>2006-11-01T02:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T08:37:38.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll need it! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y72/neekeeh/DSC02835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOOO.. NATAWA NAMAN ATA AKO/KAMI DITO =))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116237719074984850?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116237719074984850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116237719074984850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116237719074984850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116237719074984850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/11/youll-need-it-xd.html' title='You&apos;ll need it! XD'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116226374197099143</id><published>2006-10-30T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T08:38:40.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i will love you til every piece of me is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116226374197099143?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116226374197099143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116226374197099143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116226374197099143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116226374197099143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/10/but-i-will-love-you-til-every-piece-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116210573060508233</id><published>2006-10-28T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:08:50.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you sit and think, and you wonder if he can see it in your eyes. Can he tell you still love him, that there's nothing you would rather think about then the times he held you in his arms? Can he see the tears? 'Cause they sure are there.. deep down, sure enough, along with the pain and the loneliness that you bury so deep, you're sure no one can tell. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes you would give anything imaginable to be able to make him understand, to have one more chance to make him know how much he meant&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to be able to feel complete; but you smile through it all. You talk like you always used to, the best of friends; and everytime he smiles at you a tiny little glimmer of hope springs up, but you crush it before it can surface, before it can give you away. And you hug him good-bye like it's nothing, while all you want to do is hold on forever; but you let go, smile and walk away, then cry all the way home because you know it will never be the same, because try as you might, &lt;strong&gt;you can't make someone love you&lt;/strong&gt;. Sometimes you have to let them be free, and letting go, that is when love hurts the most of all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116210573060508233?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116210573060508233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116210573060508233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116210573060508233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116210573060508233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought..'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116196233664315344</id><published>2006-10-27T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T08:18:56.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OINK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y72/neekeeh/ETO.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looove them! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116196233664315344?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116196233664315344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116196233664315344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116196233664315344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116196233664315344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/10/oink.html' title='OINK!'/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116185425981521653</id><published>2006-10-26T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:15:17.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been listening to 1 song, out of 657, for about 2 hours and 09 minutes now. What song? Emo? Senti? OPM? Rock? Party? Go figure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is enrollment day. Hello block mates, teachers, Sir O, Kuya (sa Laboratory), new friends, grades, long lines, tellers, perspiration and hunger. Bye-bye P36, 000.00, hopes and dreams. Haha! I'm kidding. Can i say that we have the best P.E. schedule ever? Yes yes! &lt;strong&gt;Imagine this: 15-20++ BSN1-2 students, basketball, Thursdays, 3:00-5:00.&lt;/strong&gt; I looove it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my grades a while ago. I was kinda disappointed.. I know I can do better though. I&lt;em&gt; talked to my high school friends and nagulat sila. Parang hindi daw ako 'to. Well, hindi pa nga. Nagpabaya ako eh. Big mistake. Naaalala ko yung mga panahong nagaaral dapat ako pero tinutulugan ko lang. AT! Madalas mangyari yun. Needs improvement! They know that I can do much much better pa daw. &lt;/em&gt;Aww. I love you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my perfectionist self, my nerdy side. Brace yourselves people, she's coming back to reality. Oh. You don't know what I'm capable of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A part of me feels sad. I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; 1-2.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116185425981521653?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116185425981521653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116185425981521653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116185425981521653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116185425981521653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-been-listening-to-1-song-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36543690.post-116170433783312042</id><published>2006-10-24T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T08:38:57.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I deleted all of my entries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to start over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36543690-116170433783312042?l=happygonikki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/feeds/116170433783312042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36543690&amp;postID=116170433783312042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116170433783312042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36543690/posts/default/116170433783312042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happygonikki.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-deleted-all-of-my-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>Nina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18440107045047879682</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
