<?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-24126516</id><updated>2011-08-17T01:14:17.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing a Slowdance Would Actually Turn Things Around</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ivan</name><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>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24126516.post-3658471048091292281</id><published>2007-10-25T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:22:14.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed my bLog. Kwentos and all.:))</title><content type='html'>It was a school year filled with surprises. Full of fuckin damn surprises. :))&lt;br /&gt;I missed my super old friends. I missed them really. Yet, their abscence were filled by my true friends indeed. My band- Nico C. dave A. Paolo G. Jun D. Neil R. Nico M. and the other addition- paolo T. - we were so bonded like hell this year. We are playing like we've never been before. Damn. We are so happy right now. Damn, we have played in several school auditions. Though di kami nakapasa. Damn. Im so happy to play with my friends. Im damn happy. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class- 4M. (the best class everin my life as a student)&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Im really blessed with this effin class. Nobody really gets left behind. They're the people whom I look forward everyday, every morning. Damn you guys. You really made me effin happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Ron Capinding- Sir, you are one hell of a teacher. Dont stop pushing us to become the best we can be. Icould say that given that you are good at acting, you are damn better in teaching and being a friend and a second father. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga teachers ko na iba pa- Sirs and Ma'am- you have given me confidence to do things by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwaw- o nga pala, I still remember very clearly, I pulled it off. I sang in front of the whole community. I did it for God. Umaawit akong buong galak. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Sir Jampao for the chance.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabe, ang bilis ng fourth year, one second, 4 months na lang then bye bye beautiful Ateneo.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued--- inaantok na ako eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuation (its fuckin 11 o clock in the morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mi oh my. Im going to sleep over at Ian's house today. Tomorrow gonna be a big day for 4M. Mimosa Baby. :)) gotta cherish these moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. Marami akong gustong ikwento.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i am indeed learning from Ralph. He's such a big fat flirt. Though I realy really idolize him for being such. He gest all the glitter and gals. Fuck, I envy him. Anyway, joke.:)) actaully, he really is a good friend. One whom I consider to be true. No shits and all. Kung mag-asaran kami ayos lang but he also helps me decide on some things. "Minamahal mo eh, stuff like that" Pero marami pa rin akong pang-asar sa kanya.:)) He's such a good friend. and smoking is really bad for him.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My st. paul friends!! woohoo! :)) It all started on one soiree then i found out that theyre fucking damn friendly. :)) I love them! Theyre really so cool. Really so damn cool. Pero next time, di na ako gagawa ng homework ha, di naman ako binabayaran eh? hahaha! joke Nik.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AA. Very close to my heart. Yuh. hahaha! uhmm. Damn, namimiss ko na kayoooo. Many changed, lalo na sa band auditions, whoa! hindi na mga girls, mga LADIES NA.:)) hahaha! "I am not confused anymore. :))---- yikeee. :))" I love you all.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its damn sem break. ang rami raming gagawin.:)) exams na rin. ang lapit naaa. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, it really made me feel depressed when I learned of alvin's death. A TD scholar. Wants to be a future teacher. Why God? Guide him to Your paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano pa ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I still dont have plans fopr my ootreach program. Its killing me. But I really want to leave a legacy. work work work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holden Caulfield. You are fuckin emo.:)) stop being one, it depresses me. Hipster. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it for now. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if someone's wondering why I still dont have an effin girlfriend, ITS BECAUSE, IS TILL DONT WANT TO.:)) IM GONNA BECOME A PRIEST. A JESUIT. AYAW NIYO MANIWALA? SCRAM! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND O NGA PALA, IM FUCKIN VARSITY.:)) BASEBALL.:)) DAMN, FRUSTRATION KO NUNG BATA AKOOOO.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR WORDS TO CHOKE UPON.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-3658471048091292281?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/3658471048091292281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=3658471048091292281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/3658471048091292281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/3658471048091292281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-missed-my-blog.html' title='i missed my bLog. Kwentos and all.:))'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-5393171990449278751</id><published>2007-03-20T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T12:16:51.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>ano nga ang pag-ibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;absurdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masarap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di mo maintindihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kala mo siya na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal niya ay iba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tang-ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag-ibig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-5393171990449278751?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/5393171990449278751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=5393171990449278751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/5393171990449278751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/5393171990449278751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2007/03/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-116089191947048135</id><published>2006-10-15T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:58:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>naka post din...</title><content type='html'>its been 4 effin months since i posted in this blog. lots of changes. i survived first term and luckily got honors remebering the fucking long tests i flunked due to unknown reasons.. 2M-3M, bazillions changed. Lumalakai na ang population ng CBF incorporated..wala ako actually against them..actually it's cool to see how these guys compress their schedules tapos honors pa din..idol! anyway, we had a lot of soirees na rin na napuntahan, povedans, that was fun...section 3-1, ayos din...enjoy naman lahat, kaso na miss ko yung MC at Rosehill, alang-alang kay Kuya Jess...hayup, dazer na pala ako..grabe, life changing yung DAYS na yun..ang dami kong natutunan at marami pala akong ginagagong tao amidst all the priveleges they have given me...Basta ikaw Lord. ano pa ba, oh...ang dami na rin naming experiences ng banda, ang dami na naming performances, name a few, one sa aa auditions, na sa hinayupak na recording studio na yan at pinagbayad kami ng 5,000 for the sake of recording 3 songs na pinakanta pa ako ng coheed na sabog...literally..pero worthwhile dahil we passed the auditions, it was really fun, lalo na nung auditions, it was the first time yata, oh yung batch party, na we got to perform sa maraming girls, about 90% yata nung mga tao dun..pero amidst the napupyuptulan ng mic an all, ayos siya...ewan ko..pero i guess, ayos naman...sana...grabe, i forgot to ask kung sino si the girl in white....awww...baka fourth year na yun..asa pa mehn..anyway, recently nga lang, sa kfd ng 1-G at 1-H, dude, pare tol, i saw kuya jay, migs chavez, nakababading, at si mong alacarz, together with papa macoy and his band...hiniritan pa nga ako ni migz na, "di ko naman cd to ah" fc ako sa kanya, yet he still signed the KAMIKAZEE cd of clau. lupet mehn, gusto ko energy ni mong...at lalo ni jay..ang galing talaga ni kuya kamikazee at ni kuya chicosci...so we performed, 2 songs lang, for Bianca's sake, ganda niya...anyway, ayun, we performed hands down..na kala ko, the crowd will go wild kasi common kaso, wala din, unexpectedly, i cant tell was a hit..ang heavy daw...yey. ang saya saya..it was a complete ahhhhhhhh..and uuuuhhhhhhhh.....yey..may nag encore pa..kaso tama na..galit na si guy on black... galing ni jay mag scream...pati si migz...pati na rin si macoy... and that was the night.... oh yes, a lot changed in terms of genre of music, i thought that the used was heavy enough, it's lighter compared to underoath and aiden...i'm more into screaming now...whole lot of screaming... i just need my hormons to step up..para ayos na...hopefully we can get through of our compositions para maka compete na kami..mehn, 3rd year na kami...we need to step up...anyway, speaking of changes...meron din di nagbago..ewan ko, no comment na lang ako..anyway, its gibberish to say that i must and can still pursue these things but rather it was false hope.. God give me a sign..anyway, I must open open the doors and windows to see the evergreen scenery just like in the photograph i saw sa class...oh mi god...:)anyway, one thing is certain, i still and am....thats the point. dumadami na din ang ume f# aat g pa nga eh...grabe...ooops....hahaha...oh my God, 4 months to go..and still...silence...buntis na katahimikan....i wish i could update this gibberish now and then...guten aven... it hurts to see....inside this heart you remain, but faded letters are erased. -seven black roses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-116089191947048135?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/116089191947048135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=116089191947048135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/116089191947048135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/116089191947048135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/10/naka-post-din.html' title='naka post din...'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114830593382074405</id><published>2006-05-22T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:52:13.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey</title><content type='html'>wala magawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Your:&lt;br /&gt;.:. high school: Ateneo DE Manila High School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. elementary school: Ateneo De Manila Grade School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. favorite soda: coca-cola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. favorite band: basta rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. favorite animal: elephant at baboy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. favorite fruit: peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. favorite weather: cloudy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You:&lt;br /&gt;.:. have a girlfriend/boyfriend: nope..very single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. want a girlfriend/boyfriend: hmmm..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. want more piercings: ayaw..kadirdir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. want a tattoo: oo..I'll bleed for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last:&lt;br /&gt;.:. talked to: myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. shower: knina..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. watched: back to the future..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For or Against:&lt;br /&gt;.:. long distant relationships: ok lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. killing people: nope..against&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. teenage smoking: against..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you:&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever cried over a girl or boy: ewan..haha&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever been arrested: uu hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever had a friend die: wala pa naman..pero sana wala naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever dated a cousin: no! sana. haha..&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever used a gun: uu hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever finished a puzzle: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever got surgery: di pa. freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever hated someone: let's be honest. yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever made a huge mistake: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever tried any drugs: no.. ayaw ko..I still have an effin life to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. ever jogged a mile: yeah..dati. ehersisyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number:&lt;br /&gt;.:. favorite number: 7.. lahat ng meron 7 ayos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. of times you've have had your heart&lt;br /&gt;broken: no comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. of drugs you've taken: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person who...&lt;br /&gt;.:. slept in your bed: ako?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. made you cry: I can't cry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. yelled at you: ah..yung radyo. race against the machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick one:&lt;br /&gt;.:. blue or red?: blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. spring or fall?: spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff:&lt;br /&gt;.:. criminal record?:wala. I'm a good boy. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. do you speak any other languages: yeah. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. piercings and where?: wala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your:&lt;br /&gt;.:. initials: V I N T M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. how old do you look?: young and old enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. how old do you act?: hmm..ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. braces: ayaw ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. do you have any pets?: oo. isang zebra at elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:. do you get embarrassed?: oo naman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114830593382074405?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114830593382074405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114830593382074405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114830593382074405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114830593382074405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/05/survey_22.html' title='survey'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114795788096713858</id><published>2006-05-18T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:11:20.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beer</title><content type='html'>A song by itchyworms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serbesa, beer, bud, whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. la lang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E7sus   Am7         D7&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong magpakalasing&lt;br /&gt;  G  E7&lt;br /&gt;Dahil wala ka na&lt;br /&gt;      Am7  D7 &lt;br /&gt;Nakatingin sa salamin&lt;br /&gt;   G-G7&lt;br /&gt;At nag-iisa&lt;br /&gt;       C&lt;br /&gt;Nakatanim pa rin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang gumamelang&lt;br /&gt;Cm     G      E7&lt;br /&gt;Binalik mo sa`kin nang tayo`y maghiwalay&lt;br /&gt;Am7&lt;br /&gt;Ito`y katulad&lt;br /&gt;     C&lt;br /&gt;Ng damdamin ko&lt;br /&gt;             Am7         D7&lt;br /&gt;Kahit buhusan mo ng beer ayaw pang mamatay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-chrous *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G        C      Am&lt;br /&gt;Giliw, wag mo sanang limutin&lt;br /&gt;  Bm   CM7&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga araw na hindi sana maglaho&lt;br /&gt;     Bm        Em&lt;br /&gt;Mga anak at bahay nating pinaplano&lt;br /&gt;  Bm    CM7&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng ito`y nawala&lt;br /&gt;            Am7      D7&lt;br /&gt;Nung iniwan mo ako kaya ngayon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C        G&lt;br /&gt;Ibuhos na ang beer&lt;br /&gt;  Em   Bm&lt;br /&gt;Sa aking lalamunan&lt;br /&gt;C       G&lt;br /&gt;Upang malunod na ang&lt;br /&gt;      Em        Bm&lt;br /&gt;Puso kong nahihirapan&lt;br /&gt;  C       B7&lt;br /&gt;Bawat patak anong sarap&lt;br /&gt;    Em     Em7    CM7&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba talagang mas gusto ko&lt;br /&gt;     Am&lt;br /&gt;Ang beer na ito &lt;br /&gt;   D7  G&lt;br /&gt;O ang pag-ibig mo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(intro)&lt;br /&gt;(repeat 1st verse chords)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nais kong magpakasabog&lt;br /&gt;Dahil olats ako&lt;br /&gt;Kahit ano hihithitin&lt;br /&gt;Kahit tambutso&lt;br /&gt;Kukuha ako ng &lt;br /&gt;Beer at ipapakulo&lt;br /&gt;Sa kaldero't lalanghapin&lt;br /&gt;Ang usok nito&lt;br /&gt;lahat ay aking gagawin&lt;br /&gt;Upang hindi ko na isiping&lt;br /&gt;Nag-iisa na ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat **&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental...C-Cm-G-E7-Am7-C-Am7-D7&lt;br /&gt;Repeat *&lt;br /&gt;Repeat **&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114795788096713858?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114795788096713858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114795788096713858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114795788096713858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114795788096713858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/05/beer.html' title='beer'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114761997115819237</id><published>2006-05-14T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:19:31.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burgoo.</title><content type='html'>happy mother's day to all...:D love you mom.:D&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114761997115819237?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114761997115819237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114761997115819237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114761997115819237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114761997115819237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/05/burgoo.html' title='burgoo.'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114700863945041638</id><published>2006-05-07T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T21:30:39.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloo gum...</title><content type='html'>wooohhhhhhooooooooo...It was so much fun!!!! mehn, we were practicing for a gig then Mar. Escuadro invited us for a gig at marikina! BLOo Gum Alley, of course we all had problems making paalam to mour parents but in the end, we all had the green light!!!! woohooo, we went to the place and at first we were so scared and dumbfounded because the place was really a bar, inuman and lots of stuff..but also I was scared because I do not yet memorize Chicsilog..dude..hassle..anyway, the band of Mr. E, performed first, Koochie onna Balmyard..Lupit! RAstarian and Bob marley..Idol, and that gave me the kaba.., after 8 or 9 songs, they stopped and let us play..MehN, I am really scared because we were suppose to play NArda and I can't reach the high parts, but buti na lang, sinalo ako ni Neil! Idol! I am very nervous that's why nasisintonado yata ako, o sintonado talaga ako..haha..After that, we played SugoD, wooohooo, one hell of a music, hanks to SandWich...damN, but still I didn't get the vocals ryt..nerbyoso...After that, We palyed Coheed's A favor house, damn! I was nervous because it was really hard and thankful when I got over it..haha.. After that, we played Basketcase and I played back-up to Neil and IT was a hit! haha...bago siya, dati! haha..After that, we played our own rendition of Your Song of Parokya and at last, I had the feeling that it will be smooth and it was, thank God, I saw a Girl drinking in the audience clapped for the song and i was relieved...thank God..woohoo, after that, it was the finale dapat, Chicsilog, I sang it with Neil, and it was fun! woohoo, but damn, the audience asked for another then we decided to play No use for a name's friends of the enemy! woohoo! I was dead by that time, yeah, sintonado ako...After that, the audience clapped for us..haha or for them..haha..Paolo was great with his outstanding leads, nakana, and Bassist dave with the groovy bass and JUn's rhythmic guitars, Neils' superb vocals and guitars that led to a number of fans, girls, waiting outside to know him better! hahahahaha Piolo! and the man behind the outsatnding drum leads and beats, Nico, he was the man of the day! hahahaha so much for a day, I pray that we have more gigs to come and we get better and better especially for me! mehn..haha..special thanks to Nico for his support as the manager...Kolumn bar, here we come!..thanks for my family for coming there...and the fanily of Jun, Nico Claustro, Nico M, Paolo for supporting us..Mr. E, a lot of thanks..It was the gig that I'll or we'll never forget..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114700863945041638?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114700863945041638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114700863945041638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114700863945041638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114700863945041638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/05/bloo-gum.html' title='bloo gum...'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114683254713735813</id><published>2006-05-05T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T20:35:47.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soon...</title><content type='html'>Kring Kring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...just wanted to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhhmm..i jus wanted to tell you that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, wait lang someone's on the other line... call wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ima just call you later ha..ok bye....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, ok..bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kring kring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello ..!$#$% ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not. it's Liz... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..Why'd you call?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, just wanted to tell you that you should come by tomorrow for the practice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i almost forgot..sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, one more thing, bring a cruiser or some rhum , for haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. I'll try..haha..you want some booze eh? haha ok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kring, Kring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114683254713735813?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114683254713735813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114683254713735813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114683254713735813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114683254713735813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/05/soon.html' title='soon...'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114639451572225181</id><published>2006-04-30T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:55:15.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fraekazooid</title><content type='html'>hmmm..started the day with a nice mass then a walk to the park reflecting on the questions about life and a quesion given to me by lolo, will i study abroad and have a sure success in my life or stay here, study in ateneo and get ass whooped by the ongoing crisis? hmm...ano nga ba? Well, the adabantages of studying in Australia or europe is I get to have a good education and I get to have all the books and other stuff that I need to be a good lawyer and have a nice job there and just return here..but..I will miss my band and friends, get independent and see some kewL european girls...woohooo, the last last two are great but the other two are horrible...I still don't know whether i should try out this new road or way but i know it is neither miserable or fantastic for me...I guess, I shall have the answer this school year...but an unusual question came into my mind...the question of being one with Christ in a closer way...Being a priest!? hmm..sounds crazy...but I don't know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114639451572225181?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114639451572225181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114639451572225181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114639451572225181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114639451572225181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/04/fraekazooid.html' title='fraekazooid'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114622903297637145</id><published>2006-04-28T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T20:57:12.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liebe ist</title><content type='html'>this is my favorite song from nena...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du guckst mich an&lt;br /&gt;Und ich geh mit&lt;br /&gt;Und der ist ewig&lt;br /&gt;Dieser Augenblick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da scheint die Sonne&lt;br /&gt;Da lacht das Leben&lt;br /&gt;Da geht mein Herz auf&lt;br /&gt;Ich will's dir geben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich will dich tragen&lt;br /&gt;Ich will dich lieben&lt;br /&gt;Denn die Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist geblieben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hab' nicht gefragt&lt;br /&gt;Ist einfach da&lt;br /&gt;Weglaufen geht nicht&lt;br /&gt;Das ist mir klar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du und ich&lt;br /&gt;Das ist ganz sicher&lt;br /&gt;Wie ein schöner tiefer Rausch&lt;br /&gt;Von der ganz besond'ren Sorte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und wir ham' ein Recht darauf&lt;br /&gt;Uns immer wieder zu begegnen&lt;br /&gt;Immer wieder anzuseh'n&lt;br /&gt;Wenn die grosse weite Welt ruft&lt;br /&gt;Werd' ich sicher mit dir gehn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;Liebe will nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe kämpft nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe wird nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe sucht nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe fragt nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;So wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gute Nacht&lt;br /&gt;Meiner Wunderschöner&lt;br /&gt;Und ich möcht' mich&lt;br /&gt;Noch bedanken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was du getan hast&lt;br /&gt;Was du gesagt hast&lt;br /&gt;Das war ganz sicher&lt;br /&gt;Nicht leicht für dich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du denkst an mich&lt;br /&gt;In voller Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Und was du siehst&lt;br /&gt;Geht nur nach vorne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du bist mutig&lt;br /&gt;Du bist schlau&lt;br /&gt;Und ich werd' immer für dich da sein&lt;br /&gt;Das weiss ich ganz genau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Du und ich wir sind wie Kinder&lt;br /&gt;Die sich lieben wie sie sind&lt;br /&gt;Die nicht lügen und nicht fragen&lt;br /&gt;Wenn es nichts zu fragen gibt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind zwei und wir sind Eins&lt;br /&gt;Und wir seh'n die Dinge klar&lt;br /&gt;Und wenn einer von uns geh'n muss&lt;br /&gt;Sind wir trotzdem immer da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind da&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind da&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind da&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind da&lt;br /&gt;Wir sind da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Refrain]&lt;br /&gt;Liebe will nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe kämpft nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe wird nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe sucht nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe fragt nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe fühlt sich&lt;br /&gt;An wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe soll nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe kämpft nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe wird nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe sucht nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe fragt nicht&lt;br /&gt;Liebe ist&lt;br /&gt;So wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;So wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liebe&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;Ist so wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;So wie du bist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ang alak ay naiinom, hindi nalulunok.."&lt;br /&gt;-fifth sutra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114622903297637145?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114622903297637145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114622903297637145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114622903297637145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114622903297637145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/04/liebe-ist.html' title='liebe ist'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114605701400014117</id><published>2006-04-26T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T21:10:14.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gensomaden saiyuki</title><content type='html'>i have been watching saiyuki and i came along with a site... i am sanzo..:D maten sutra..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gensomaden-saiyuki.net"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gensomaden-saiyuki.net/quiz/shoureiju.jpg" &lt;br /&gt;border="0" alt="Which Saiyuki weapon would you fight with??**"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which Saiyuki weapon would you fight with??&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114605701400014117?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114605701400014117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114605701400014117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I just watched Aeon Flux..mehn, it was a very good movie...Charlize Theron, hOt! but I guess the movie is a  real metaphor of the world we live in. We are controlled by powerful forces that let us view only the things that are very substantial and "appropriate" for us. The politicians who only think about their stay in power rather than thinking about the millions of poor children wanting to finish school but because of lack of money succumbed into working children. I guess this is not what Jose Rizal or Andres thought of. The politicians rather think of their ways to put their terms in a longer one opposed to the "what it should be". But I guess, the opposition can't put Gloria into smithereens because first of all, "sinong papalit?" who's worthy to claim the throne... No one right?! The Philippines is in a state of confusion and is just picking on "the lesser evil" or should i say. Joseph Estrada, first of all, didn't finish school, for all the voters, Why pick him? That's why, the people, or advisers from his helm, corrupted him and made him do those stuffs. Don't say that I'm a pro-Erap, because I tell you, I was with my Lolo, in Edsa..shouting Erap resign! I thought in that time, that another David through trhe form of a woman could change everything...but I was wrong...It's very clear to say that she too was corrupt.. I don't want my future sons and daughters to experience this.. Marcos' time, we were no.2 in asia, opposed to Japan... but what the heck, where are we? Vietnam who just finished a damn war with the americans is ahead of us...If a war could stop this so be it..Civil war i supposed..but I guess we should learn to trust these officials..I don't want another Edsa, I want a change, a change of hearts between people..between Filipinos...Kahit masama sila, we should learn to love them...Opposition or Administrative...they should help each other, for their sons and daughters.. I want a change..Learn to love each other...Love your country! Love others! Love youself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114552908006562085?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114552908006562085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114552908006562085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114552908006562085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114552908006562085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/04/freido.html' title='freido..'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114475467126969809</id><published>2006-04-11T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T19:24:31.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grr..</title><content type='html'>it was a very good day...almost...whoo...my friend was texted na by her pinakaminamahal...good for you....ako...5 seconds...again...haha ayos lang yun...some things are worth waiting for. nhux. it is holy tuesday...tomorrow is easter wednesday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114475467126969809?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114475467126969809/comments/default' title='Post 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ako for the 6th time...nhux...3.21 is my score...chambalero...God is really there....I just watched Pope John Paul II's life story...Inspiring...Love is the answer amidst all the differences and apathy....However, I just got to talk to...for a short time..like 3 seconds? harhar...Holy week...Pray...believe...Fast...and God will show you salavation.:D &lt;br /&gt;Guten Aven.:D i wish after holy week, my wishes could come into reality...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114465658424690647?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114465658424690647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114465658424690647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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all..chickens.ako lang pala.....It's always, that side girls...and that side..idiots...ako lang pala...haha..I was too shy and don't know what we'll talk about...really...But I guess, it was ok...I guess...And the best part for me, wasn't able to take place because they left na, I don't know gusto ko nga mag blue onion kahit ako lang kaso junjie and jun told me na I should go with them na kasi di ako safe mag-isa.....but...haha if there's a will ther's a way..I bought a cruiser blueberry yum.. in katipunan and shared it with myself...harhar..speaking of ending it in a big bang...grr...sorry girls if you are reading this...really apologize for what happened...I will make up for it next time...err...sorry talaga...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114458548518924096?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24126516.post-114421899625045492</id><published>2006-04-05T14:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T14:46:43.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lyrics harhar.....</title><content type='html'>Passed out in our school clothes so we'd wake up in our Sunday's best&lt;br /&gt;I never asked for your opinion, I just got it and I get it&lt;br /&gt;You move slow like daytime drama&lt;br /&gt;And I'm boring like his songs&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm taking you for granted&lt;br /&gt;We'll be humming along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well cross my heart and hope to...&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying just to keep you here&lt;br /&gt;So reckless (so reckless), so,&lt;br /&gt;So thoughtless (so thoughtless)&lt;br /&gt;So careless, I could care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well cross my heart and hope to...&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying just to keep you here&lt;br /&gt;(So reckless)&lt;br /&gt;Well she's so heartless,&lt;br /&gt;And I could care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So paint your face up something elegant&lt;br /&gt;And this time maybe a darker shade of red&lt;br /&gt;Cause a long night means a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;Against your pillow and my pearly whites&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear you scream you like me better on my knees&lt;br /&gt;So let us pray&lt;br /&gt;(we don't believe in second chances)&lt;br /&gt;So let us pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ask me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you move (anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart and hope to&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying just to keep you here&lt;br /&gt;So reckless (so reckless), so,&lt;br /&gt;So thoughtless (so thoughtless)&lt;br /&gt;So careless, I could care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Cross my heart and hope to&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying just to keep you here&lt;br /&gt;(So reckless)&lt;br /&gt;Well she's so heartless&lt;br /&gt;And I could care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well cross my heart and hope to&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying just to keep you here (I'll keep you here, I'll keep you here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of us never did it but we're taking it all.&lt;br /&gt;And tell me why you never promised that you wanted it all.&lt;br /&gt;And her eyes never batted when she said it&lt;br /&gt;It's a long night, hoping knowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This glass house is burning down (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;You light the match, I'll stick around (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you everything you want (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;And wish the worst of what I was (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This glass house is burning down (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;You light the match, I'll stick around (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you everything you want (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;And wish the worst of what I was (hoping all night, knowing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight won't make a difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't regret,&lt;br /&gt;(can't you just forget it?)&lt;br /&gt;I started something I couldn't finish&lt;br /&gt;(And if we go down, we go down together)&lt;br /&gt;best friends means,&lt;br /&gt;(well best friends means)&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a twenty-dollar bill&lt;br /&gt;that says you're up late night starting&lt;br /&gt;(fist fights versus fences in your backyard)&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor&lt;br /&gt;(Soaking in sympathy)&lt;br /&gt;from friends who never loved you&lt;br /&gt;(nearly half as much as me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Broken down in bars and bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;All I did was what I had to&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's just what anyone would do")&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Think a lot and live without it&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me when I tell you&lt;br /&gt;("it's something unforgivable")&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't regret,&lt;br /&gt;(can't you just forget it?)&lt;br /&gt;I started something I couldn't finish&lt;br /&gt;(If we go down, we go down together)&lt;br /&gt;best friends means,&lt;br /&gt;(well best friends means)&lt;br /&gt;And you never knew&lt;br /&gt;(well i never told you)&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know about breaking hearts&lt;br /&gt;(I learned from you, it's true)&lt;br /&gt;I've never done it with the style and grace you have&lt;br /&gt;But I've made long term plans&lt;br /&gt;(based on these mistakes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Chorus**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you call tact?&lt;br /&gt;I swear you're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back&lt;br /&gt;so let's end this call,&lt;br /&gt;and end this conversation&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing worse...&lt;br /&gt;(that's right he said, that's right he said it)&lt;br /&gt;I swear, you have no idea&lt;br /&gt;The jealousy that became me thinking&lt;br /&gt;(that's right he said)&lt;br /&gt;that you always had it way too easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Chorus**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best friends means I pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Best friends means you get what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;[x5]&lt;br /&gt;Best friend means i pull the trigger&lt;br /&gt;Best friend means you get what you deserve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal&lt;br /&gt;And you never had a chance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it, or leave it, you cant understand&lt;br /&gt;a pretty face but you do so carry on,&lt;br /&gt;And on,&lt;br /&gt;And on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me&lt;br /&gt;I'm just the way that the doctor made me on,&lt;br /&gt;And on,&lt;br /&gt;And on,&lt;br /&gt;And on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is the red the rose on your coffin door&lt;br /&gt;What's life like bleeding on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;The floor,&lt;br /&gt;The floor&lt;br /&gt;the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me leave&lt;br /&gt;I wear this on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Give me your reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me all your poison&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your pills&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your hopeless hearts&lt;br /&gt;and make me ill&lt;br /&gt;You're running after something&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never kill&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you want&lt;br /&gt;Then fire at will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preach all you want, but who's gonna save me?&lt;br /&gt;I keep a gun on the book you gave me,&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, lock and load&lt;br /&gt;black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son,&lt;br /&gt;it aint the mark or the scar that makes you one&lt;br /&gt;and one&lt;br /&gt;and one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me leave&lt;br /&gt;I wear this on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;Give me your reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me all your poison&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your pills&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your hopeless hearts&lt;br /&gt;and make me ill&lt;br /&gt;You're running after something&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never kill&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you want&lt;br /&gt;Then fire at will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(guitar solo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never make me leave&lt;br /&gt;I wear this on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;You wanna follow something&lt;br /&gt;Give me a better cause to lead&lt;br /&gt;Just give me what I need&lt;br /&gt;Give me a reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me all your poison&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your pills&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your hopeless hearts&lt;br /&gt;and make me ill&lt;br /&gt;You're running after something&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never kill&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you want&lt;br /&gt;Then fire at will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So give me all your poison&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your pills&lt;br /&gt;And give me all your hopeless hearts&lt;br /&gt;and make me ill&lt;br /&gt;You're running after something&lt;br /&gt;That you'll never kill&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you want&lt;br /&gt;Then fire at will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our time to shine through the down&lt;br /&gt;glorified by what is ours&lt;br /&gt;We've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;We've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;It was the best idea I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I fell and felt better&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing this matters&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stronger and SHARPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Found a box of sharp objects&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful....&lt;br /&gt;Today I fell and felt better&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing this matters&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stronger and SHARPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Found a box of sharp objects&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful THING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I fell and felt better&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing this matters&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stronger and SHARPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Found a box of sharp objects&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful THING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want a song of glory?&lt;br /&gt;WELL I'M FUCKING SCREAMING AT YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our time to shine through the down&lt;br /&gt;glorified by what is ours&lt;br /&gt;We've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;We've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;It was the best idea I ever had!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I fell and felt better&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing this matters&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stronger and SHARPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Found a box of sharp objects&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;Today I fell and felt better&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing this matters&lt;br /&gt;I just feel stronger and SHARPER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Found a box of sharp objects&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful thing...&lt;br /&gt;Found a box of sharp objects what a beautiful&lt;br /&gt;...box of sharp objects what a beautiful THING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You almost always pick the best time,&lt;br /&gt;to drop the worst lines.&lt;br /&gt;You almost made me cry again this time.&lt;br /&gt;Another false alarm,&lt;br /&gt;red flashing lights.&lt;br /&gt;Well this time I'm not going to watch myself die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I made it a game to play your game&lt;br /&gt;and let myself cry.&lt;br /&gt;I buried myself alive on the inside,&lt;br /&gt;so I could shut you out,&lt;br /&gt;and let you go away for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's ok I puked the day away.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's better you trapped yourself in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;And if you want me back,&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna have to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the chain broke away,&lt;br /&gt;and I felt it the day that I had my own time&lt;br /&gt;I took advantage of myself and felt fine.&lt;br /&gt;But it was worth the night,&lt;br /&gt;I caught an early flight and I made it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its ok I puked the day away&lt;br /&gt;I guess its better you trapped yourself in your own way.&lt;br /&gt;And if you want me back&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna have to ask&lt;br /&gt;nicer than that&lt;br /&gt;nicer than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot on your neck&lt;br /&gt;I finally have you,&lt;br /&gt;Right where I want you,&lt;br /&gt;Right where I want you,&lt;br /&gt;Right where I want you,&lt;br /&gt;Right where I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess its ok I puked the day away&lt;br /&gt;I guess its better you trapped yourself in your own way&lt;br /&gt;And if you want me back,&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicer than that,(I guess its ok I puked the day away)&lt;br /&gt;Nicer than that (I guess its better you trapped yourself in your own way)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and if you want me back,&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to ask&lt;br /&gt;Nicer than that&lt;br /&gt;Nicer!!&lt;br /&gt;Nicer!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new jersey bound when sound asleep they'll find you at your most vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;poll position speak up let out&lt;br /&gt;when down the street the corner boys fuck shit up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;sweet josephine will you follow me home&lt;br /&gt;scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;sweet josephine will you fuck me back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's fire it up haha now&lt;br /&gt;let's fire it up haha now, sayonara&lt;br /&gt;don't let them scare you when you're down on the floor bleeding bastard&lt;br /&gt;you'll be getting home real soon and i'll pray for you, high health&lt;br /&gt;don't let them scare you when you're down on the floor bleeding bastard&lt;br /&gt;you'll be getting home real soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speak up let out caught in the crossfire&lt;br /&gt;compared to the step to the bone that might break&lt;br /&gt;it's too late to find a better way out of this&lt;br /&gt;with the finest regards that i lost in the cracks of this street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;sweet josephine will you follow me home&lt;br /&gt;scream loud scream sayonara oh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;sweet josephine will you fuck me back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's fire it up haha now&lt;br /&gt;let's fire it up haha now, sayonara&lt;br /&gt;don't let them scare you when you're down on the floor bleeding bastard&lt;br /&gt;you'll be getting home real soon and i'll pray for you high health&lt;br /&gt;don't let them scare you when you're down on the floor bleeding bastard&lt;br /&gt;you'll be getting home real soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't let them scare you&lt;br /&gt;take me home when you run they'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;take me home when you run they'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;take me home when you run they'll follow you&lt;br /&gt;take me home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your eyes tell the stories of a day you wish you could&lt;br /&gt;recall the moments that once have&lt;br /&gt;re-track the footsteps that brought us to this favor&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't ask this of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good eye sniper&lt;br /&gt;i shoot, you run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words you scribbled on the walls&lt;br /&gt;the loss of friends you didn't have&lt;br /&gt;i'll call you when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;are you in, or are you out&lt;br /&gt;for them all to know the end of us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;run quick they're behind us&lt;br /&gt;didn't think we'd ever make it&lt;br /&gt;this close to safety in one piece&lt;br /&gt;now you want to kill me&lt;br /&gt;in the act of what could maybe&lt;br /&gt;save us from sleep and what we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good eye sniper&lt;br /&gt;now i shoot, you run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words you scribbled on the walls&lt;br /&gt;the loss of friends you didn't have&lt;br /&gt;i called you when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;are you in or are you out&lt;br /&gt;for them all to know the end of us all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, bye beautiful&lt;br /&gt;don't bother to write&lt;br /&gt;disturbed by your words and they're calling all cars&lt;br /&gt;face step let down, face step step down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words you scribbled on the walls&lt;br /&gt;the lots of friends you didn't have&lt;br /&gt;i'll call you when the time is right&lt;br /&gt;are you in or are you out&lt;br /&gt;for them all to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, bye beautiful&lt;br /&gt;don't bother to write&lt;br /&gt;disturbed by your words and they're calling all cars&lt;br /&gt;face step let down, face step step down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, bye beautiful&lt;br /&gt;don't bother to write&lt;br /&gt;disturbed by your words and they're calling all cars&lt;br /&gt;face step let down, face step step down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faint white figures paint my sleep,&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell my secrets keep them hidden (you got it, you got it, you got it)&lt;br /&gt;If the words that matter reach your face from the floor,&lt;br /&gt;will you be wondering if, or (do I need what is given or honest)&lt;br /&gt;Does it cost me scarring if the words stay true&lt;br /&gt;even number your nephew (I don't want it anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;And when the answer that you want&lt;br /&gt;Is in the question that you state&lt;br /&gt;come what may&lt;br /&gt;come what may&lt;br /&gt;(Repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a pain that buckles out your knees&lt;br /&gt;Could you stop this if I plead (you got it, you got it, you got it)&lt;br /&gt;So destined I am to walk among the dark&lt;br /&gt;a child in keeping secrets from (Will they know what I've done in the after)&lt;br /&gt;In the sought for matter when the words blame you&lt;br /&gt;in a blood red summer I'll give you (I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus:)&lt;br /&gt;And when the answer that you want&lt;br /&gt;Is in the question that you state&lt;br /&gt;come what may&lt;br /&gt;come what may&lt;br /&gt;(X2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did I do to deserve?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve? (This, this)&lt;br /&gt;(x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ad-libbing)&lt;br /&gt;wa oh wa ooooh&lt;br /&gt;wa oh oh oh woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did I do to deserve?&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve? (This, this)&lt;br /&gt;(x3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do to deserve&lt;br /&gt;What did I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken this fragile thing now&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;br /&gt;And I give up (I give up)&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;br /&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, but there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Music Intro)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go...so dishonestly leave a note for you my only one&lt;br /&gt;And I know...you can see right through me&lt;br /&gt;So let me go...and you will find some one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one...no one like you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only my only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one(x3)&lt;br /&gt;You are my only my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'd give up forever to touch you,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I know that you feel me some how.&lt;br /&gt;You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to go home right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment,&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life,&lt;br /&gt;And sooner or later it's over,&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming,&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of the truth in your lies.&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken,&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just don't play with me&lt;br /&gt;My paper heart will bleed&lt;br /&gt;This wait for destiny won't do&lt;br /&gt;Be with me, please, I beseech you&lt;br /&gt;Simple things, that make you run away&lt;br /&gt;Catch you if I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears fall, down your face&lt;br /&gt;The taste, is something new&lt;br /&gt;Something new&lt;br /&gt;I know moving on is easiest when I'm around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bottle up old love, throw it out to sea&lt;br /&gt;Watch it away as you cry&lt;br /&gt;a year has passed&lt;br /&gt;The seasons go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just don't play with me&lt;br /&gt;My paper heart will bleed&lt;br /&gt;This wait for destiny won't do&lt;br /&gt;Be with me, please, I beseech you&lt;br /&gt;Simple things, that make you run away&lt;br /&gt;Catch you if I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, day goes through&lt;br /&gt;My lips are sealed for her&lt;br /&gt;My tongue is tied to a dream of being with you&lt;br /&gt;To settle for less is not what I prefer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bottle up old love, and throw it out to sea&lt;br /&gt;Watch it away as you cry&lt;br /&gt;A year has passed&lt;br /&gt;The seasons go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please just don't play with me&lt;br /&gt;My paper heart will bleed&lt;br /&gt;This wait for destiny won't do&lt;br /&gt;Be with me, please, I beseech you&lt;br /&gt;Simple things, that make you run away&lt;br /&gt;Catch you if I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(du op du op la la la la du op du op la la la la do do do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a big plan, this mindset maybe its right&lt;br /&gt;At the right place and right time, maybe tonight&lt;br /&gt;And the whisper or handshake sending a sign&lt;br /&gt;Wanna make out and kiss hard, wait nevermind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night, in passing, metioned it flip to her&lt;br /&gt;bestfriend, it's no thing, maybe it slipped&lt;br /&gt;but the slip turns to terror and the crush to like&lt;br /&gt;when she walked in he froze up, leaves it to fright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cute in a way, till you cannot speak&lt;br /&gt;And you leave to have a cigarette, knees get weak&lt;br /&gt;An escape is just a nod and a casual wave&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed about it, heavy for the next two days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only just a crush, it'll go away&lt;br /&gt;It's just like all the others it'll go away&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know&lt;br /&gt;You pray it all away but it continues to grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Skin pressed against me tight&lt;br /&gt;Lie still, and close your eyes girl&lt;br /&gt;So lovely, it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Soft breasts, beating heart&lt;br /&gt;As I whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;I want to fucking tear you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he walked up and told her, thinking maybe it'd passed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they talked and looked away a lot, doing the dance&lt;br /&gt;Her hand brushed up against his, she left it there&lt;br /&gt;Told him how she felt and then they locked in a stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They took a step back, thought about it, what should they do&lt;br /&gt;Cause theres always repercussions when you're dating in school&lt;br /&gt;But their lips met, and reservations started to pass&lt;br /&gt;Whether this was just an evening or a thing that would last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way he wanted her and this was bad&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to do things to her it was making him crazy&lt;br /&gt;Now a little crush turned into a like&lt;br /&gt;And now he wants to grab her by the hair and tell her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Skin pressed against me tight&lt;br /&gt;Lie still, and close your eyes girl&lt;br /&gt;So lovely, it feels so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Soft breasts, beating heart&lt;br /&gt;As I whisper in your ear&lt;br /&gt;I want to fucking tear you apart&lt;br /&gt;[3x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She screams when I'm away&lt;br /&gt;She's been gone before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried all the time&lt;br /&gt;why worry anymore&lt;br /&gt;Now I go, away&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out your star&lt;br /&gt;Turned night to day&lt;br /&gt;A simple whisper from your voice&lt;br /&gt;And I fade away&lt;br /&gt;You wish for love&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me away&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me was everything I need&lt;br /&gt;The air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she, now she's all alone&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes they drown in tears&lt;br /&gt;Their love was meant to last&lt;br /&gt;But she is blind with fear&lt;br /&gt;Now I go, away&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out your star&lt;br /&gt;Turned night to day&lt;br /&gt;A simple whisper from your voice&lt;br /&gt;And I fade away&lt;br /&gt;You wish for love&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me away&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me was everything I need&lt;br /&gt;The air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Love reflecting everything&lt;br /&gt;You want space&lt;br /&gt;I need you to help me see this through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There she goes x's 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out your star&lt;br /&gt;Turned night to day&lt;br /&gt;A simple whisper from your voice&lt;br /&gt;And I fade away&lt;br /&gt;You wish for love&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me away&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me was everything I need&lt;br /&gt;The air I breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked out your star&lt;br /&gt;Turned night to day&lt;br /&gt;A simple whisper from your voice&lt;br /&gt;And I fade away&lt;br /&gt;You wish for love&lt;br /&gt;You pushed me away&lt;br /&gt;Your everything to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful you are&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you I choose&lt;br /&gt;I look to the stars&lt;br /&gt;For a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;And what I lost I have found&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah, we'll wait around&lt;br /&gt;For the girl that is you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a chance&lt;br /&gt;I could have with her&lt;br /&gt;We shared a glance&lt;br /&gt;At least I thought we were&lt;br /&gt;And what I lost, I have found&lt;br /&gt;And, yeah, we'll wait around&lt;br /&gt;For the girl that is you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my heart skip, but how?&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared&lt;br /&gt;What do I do now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here all alone&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out&lt;br /&gt;I'm here all alone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You're on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I try to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you never give me the time of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream of us&lt;br /&gt;And wake up alone&lt;br /&gt;We'll take the bus&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still at home&lt;br /&gt;And what I've done I'll do&lt;br /&gt;And then it's just me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then you leave in May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You leave me hard and lonely&lt;br /&gt;You are my one and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here all alone&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out&lt;br /&gt;I'm here all alone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You're on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I try to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you never give me the time of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do - do do do - do do do - do do do do do [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful thing&lt;br /&gt;And all goods things must come to an end&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful thing&lt;br /&gt;And all goods things must come to an end&lt;br /&gt;It's the end - It's the end - It's the end for you&lt;br /&gt;It's the end - It's the end - It's the end for you&lt;br /&gt;It's the end - It's the end - It's the end for you&lt;br /&gt;It's the end - It's the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here all alone&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out&lt;br /&gt;I'm here all alone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You're on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I try to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you never never never never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here all alone&lt;br /&gt;I gotta get out&lt;br /&gt;I'm here all alone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;You're on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I try to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;But you never give me the time of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do - do do do - do do do - do do do do do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;That they're gonna throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt;Realized what you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;Feels the way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backbeat, the word is on the street&lt;br /&gt;That the fire in your heart is out&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you've heard it all before&lt;br /&gt;But you never really had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody feels&lt;br /&gt;The way I do about you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the roads we have to walk are winding&lt;br /&gt;And all the lights that lead us there are blinding&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would&lt;br /&gt;Like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was gonna be the day&lt;br /&gt;But they'll never throw it back to you&lt;br /&gt;By now you should've somehow&lt;br /&gt;Realized what you're not to do&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe that anybody&lt;br /&gt;Feels the way I do&lt;br /&gt;About you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the roads that lead you there were winding&lt;br /&gt;And all the lights that light the way are blinding&lt;br /&gt;There are many things that I would like to say to you&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;And after all&lt;br /&gt;You're my wonderwall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said maybe&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna be the one that saves me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...lyrics in my computer...boredom paved the way for this...From coheed to goo goo dolls to she wants revenge...&lt;br /&gt;definitely, you're the one whos gonna save me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall- Oasis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114421899625045492?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114421899625045492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114421899625045492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114421899625045492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114421899625045492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/04/lyrics-harhar_05.html' title='lyrics harhar.....'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114416147080043996</id><published>2006-04-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:37:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell...</title><content type='html'>mehn, may test na pla si God about going straight to hell or not...Saw in google...kewl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has sent you to &lt;i&gt;Purgatory!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114416147080043996?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114416147080043996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114416147080043996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114416147080043996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114416147080043996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/04/hell.html' title='hell...'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114415944996976237</id><published>2006-04-04T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:04:10.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arrghh...so bored ng summer...</title><content type='html'>it was a very long week for me....I have three goals, the left and the right, hold them up high so clean and bright...harhar...boredom anyway, 2 goals i see from a faraway land is to get m a 6 pack for me to be fit and nice biceps.....I just feel jealous of fortune, the vocalist of inxs, thin but hot...ok na ga-gay na ako...homo freak! darn, i like to be thin but not anorexic in the sense na bulemic like lindsay lohan...freak...anyway, I'm planning where to go in summer, vladivostok or stalingrad...a sus, asa pa...i know it's my motherland but it's not yet the right time...want to see my fellow russian mates there...motherland...err...may joke ako...&lt;br /&gt;Priest was saying mass when he was interrupted by a kid playing in the altar, he shouted "who's son is this" said frantically by the priest, then A women shouted, "Sa atin yan father! " hahaha...blasphemy....darn...Hayaan niyo, if i didn't get to fulfill my mission I will join the congregation and be a pope and save the world from mojo jojo and have my palakol just like Zenki and kill the asses of bad people and proclaim rock music as the national anthem of the Philippines....and eat the binhi ng kadiliman of all people...harhar..bull crap... I miss someone...someher...I haven't talk to her for a while now and it sucks...I really adore her and worship her...she as her name says..means what she is inside and out...ok emo time...I guess try listening to slowdance in the inside by taking back or see the lyrics and you'll know what my situation looks as for me ha...really like her...I guess... I'm really bored now but I guess I still need to figure out how to give a present to someone...harhar the end is near... Guten Nacht!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114415944996976237?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114415944996976237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114415944996976237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114415944996976237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114415944996976237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/04/arrghhso-bored-ng-summer.html' title='arrghh...so bored ng summer...'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114363258154245476</id><published>2006-03-29T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T19:43:01.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uhh... ok... this is not me... my modem got busted... I asked someone to do this for me... oh well... this is as good as my blog... VinO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep &lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face &lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace &lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste &lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And high up above or down below &lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go &lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know &lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide your home &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream, down your face &lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace &lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream, down your face &lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes &lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face &lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home &lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fix You by ColdPlay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114363258154245476?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114363258154245476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114363258154245476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114363258154245476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114363258154245476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/03/uhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114318817530919030</id><published>2006-03-24T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:16:15.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creeps and Dungeons = My bedroom</title><content type='html'>Bed ridden...lolz...I just read eleven minutes of Paolo Coelho..mehn..inspiring...LUpet..Neil GaIman naman...I have nothing to do here in the house...Playing with my imaginary friends and waiting for my alarm wheter i would go ol or not...but it malfunctioned...Stupify...anyhow, I still managed to read a dew books that will definitely put my sickness  into control....tuk tak tuk tak...Oh I remembered, i recently watched some videos in mtv and I had seen many good ones...Pag-agos, lupit...twin effect...I also like the words...bawat Oras..pfft...i also liked Iris..Goo goo Manyikas..Lupit nung song, I liked the song plus the video..Awe Inspiring...Lupit...HarhaR..hmm..Another one is She Wants Revenge...Tear You apart...woOt. Liked the "lines" European people have a sense of meaning and depth in their songs...Oh...Another one is Only One by the not so emo, Yellowcard.."For You're My ONly One..." Oh, Jason Mraz rin pala, You and I Both...."Was it you..." har har...any way, I just saw UrbanDub's First of SUmmer.."alt tlaga sila..." parked CAr.. as opposed to the Mayday..harhaAr.. Still waiting for the video of the "nagwawalang" Type/Cast...Mehn.. Idol...I wish I had their energy...:d PffT.....last NiGht too much juice paved the way for a double work out on my side....WorkOut Vino...Work Out.."A one thousand peso value, your's abosolutely free..." haha----&gt; naalala ko na namn Orange and Lemons....haha... Guten Nacht...:D go bayern Munich! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114318817530919030?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114318817530919030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114318817530919030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114318817530919030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114318817530919030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/03/creeps-and-dungeons-my-bedroom.html' title='Creeps and Dungeons = My bedroom'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114303777382910101</id><published>2006-03-22T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T08:58:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cards are meant for Poker..</title><content type='html'>Oh...this was a very happy day...wow! sobrang saya..how sarcastic &lt;puke&gt;..looking forward to the Subic beach... damn! I want to beat the white boys again in basketball and play poker until it's past four in the morning...I miss the beach near the dolphin show...wanted to see the not so dressed americans with their fat asses in the beach...again...haRhar..joke! Green...Crap...I miss subic...i miss my relatives...i miss my friends...i miss "my" guitar...I miss Lisa and the american koreans half danish in subic...i hate their boy friends...haha...Joke!I beat you all in basketball...I miss the vodkas and the gins... i miss everyone...i miss Ms. Olmos...and PV..I miss the morning kulitan and the afternoon "benggahan".. I miss the scandals with Nico and the gang..i miss the gays...I miss fr. RB...I miss the tricycle drivers in katips...I miss Crixalis and the bunch of scourges...I miss Ateneo...I miss my second home...I miss you....&lt;fill in the blanks&gt; Still thinking about you until now...WAiting...I like you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114303777382910101?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114303777382910101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114303777382910101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114303777382910101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114303777382910101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/03/cards-are-meant-for-poker_22.html' title='Cards are meant for Poker..'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114295685326730420</id><published>2006-03-21T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T00:00:53.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupifying Day....Crap... but dear friend J-ton saved the day...</title><content type='html'>J-ton bat ang galing mo?? shit ka! you fixed my blog....thanks! :D I don't know who'll do better than you...:D I just need a tagboard and some layout fixins and I'm done with my first blog...wow. ang saya. harhar.. I met many people today... namely.. boredom, misery, my lover and dear old heartsickness...I had a terrible heart attack and I wasn't able to get up for a few hours...thanks to the french red wine in the ref  and I was revitalized...woohoo...It was a really boring day but I learned to play some songs in the guitar for me to serenade ms. misery and her gang of dimwits...cRap. i miss my friends and the war between the sentinel and scourge being me a loser but enjoying casting an epicenter to good old nico and paolo...har Har...double kill...But the only thing that was playing in my mind all day is how I could be able to talk to my High...my Happiness... bUt dear old fate, i'm sick and used to you you fat ass blood sucking pain in the ass...I hate you fate i really hate you...anyway, i'm CrYing all day just to her Pic...DamN..What a StaLKer... BuT I admit she makes me happy...I tell You...BuT I'm STill wondering...Who's Mr. BrightSide?? harhar...Ok enough about being eMo..But, I want to be emo...to hell with you sucker...Damn, as i see her pIc..Mehn...It's the eighth wonder of the world, it's my NirvaNa It's like seeing the wonderful sunset amidst the beach...DaMn, I wish she knew what I FeEl...But dear old katorpehan, some words are left unsaid..Bull Dung... I'm Just waiting for the right moment..but yet some doubts trouble this soul...Will I meet wicked rejection and his companero, Loneliness or the happy threesome, the 3 musketeers ,  True Friendship, Acceptance and Trust...Nobody Knows...Move your ASs before it's too late...haha...This is so Sentimental, but haven't felt like this in the 16 years of thy being...BuT one thing is certain, as things unfold through each day, the more I yearn for your prescence...hoping that you'll also feel the same...AsA pa boi! :P as dear colleague Chris Martin (tama ba?? basta yung sa ColDplay) sung that really caught these ears of this Benvolio, "Look At the Stars look how they ShIne for you..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24126516-114295685326730420?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114295685326730420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114295685326730420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114295685326730420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114295685326730420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/03/stupifying-daycrap-but-dear-friend-j.html' title='Stupifying Day....Crap... but dear friend J-ton saved the day...'/><author><name>ivan</name><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-24126516.post-114242573887430419</id><published>2006-03-15T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:34:11.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:90%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've got my blog....but don't know how will i be able to play around with it...oh mehn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/24126516-114242573887430419?l=tokyosuicide.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/feeds/114242573887430419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24126516&amp;postID=114242573887430419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114242573887430419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24126516/posts/default/114242573887430419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tokyosuicide.blogspot.com/2006/03/ive-got-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ivan</name><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>
