<?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-20479184</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:37:37.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..same shit different day...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-116721993035595427</id><published>2006-12-27T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T19:45:30.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la...</title><content type='html'>this is total bullcrap.. man.. dad got really pissed at me the other day... god knows why... thank you mom!! wow such a great job of ruining my life!!!! he screwed up my ym!! mary fucking mother of christ!!!!  man.. i hate my bleeding life.. it sucks ass.. well.. atleast i can be proud to say that i know a few people who make each day of my life bearable... without them.. well.. we all know what would happen... [tee hee] la la la.. i promised pam i wouldnt do it anymore.. and i broke my promise twice already.. pero i swear.. it's not gonna happen again.. *twitch*... &lt;br&gt; crap.. it's the holidays.. aside from the food and the gifts.. i hate every bleeding moment of it... god.. the 'rents dragged me to this bar.. they promised me a &lt;b&gt; rock&lt;/b&gt; band, so i agreed to come... when we ot there.. there was this mymp-ish band.... it was soooo BAD!!!! swear!! i wanted to shove two of mom's lit cigarettes into my ears.. 0.0 yes my dearies.. THAT bad.. if it wasnt for a friend i would have lost my mind [not that there's anything to lose.. lol].. la la... i was tempted.... shiny meat knife... &lt;b&gt; [no pam i didnt do anything.. i swear!] &lt;/b&gt; la la la... &lt;br&gt; o0o0o0ohh... im going out with friends tom!! it's going to be the highlight of my week... yes.. i did NOT enjoy christmas.. it sucks dick and we all know it... la la la.. bigla nalang akong naganahan mag post.. i know only 2 people actually read this shit... 0.0 pathetic me... pero atleast i get to vent..  would be venting on ym if only dad hadnt screwed it up!!  woooooooww..... &lt;br&gt; midnight mass.. i burped!! hahaha! people just stared!! :P hahahaha!! weird me.. that's it... bye.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; oh yeah.. to the bitch beside me in powerbooks..: &lt;br&gt; &lt;B&gt; GO SUCK LEPRECHAUN COCK BIATCH!! YOU PATHETIC WASTE OF FLESH!! GET A LIFE YOU BLEEDING POSER!!!!!!!!! AVRIL LAVINGE SUCKS COCK AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT!!! &lt;/B&gt; &lt;br&gt; bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-116721993035595427?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/116721993035595427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=116721993035595427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/116721993035595427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/116721993035595427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/12/la-la-la.html' title='la la la...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-116636215009773938</id><published>2006-12-17T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:29:10.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who really cares??</title><content type='html'>la la lala.. since im driven by utter boredom.. i shall babble on about my sorry life.. and to those of you stupid enough to take time off of your pathetic lives and read this shit.. thank you!! hahaha!!&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you about my day.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up.. brushed my teeth, bathed.. ate... then i ate again.. took a dump.. washed my arse.. then went downstairs to continue eating.. :P [yes.. i live a very boring life] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee!! lalalala! going swimming on tuesday!! la la la!! that's it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-116636215009773938?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/116636215009773938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=116636215009773938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/116636215009773938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/116636215009773938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/12/who-really-cares_17.html' title='who really cares??'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-116636110584212387</id><published>2006-12-17T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:11:45.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who really cares??</title><content type='html'>ta-dah!! im back!! well.. like anyone would really notice since i havent updated in forever... lalalala... i have got absolutely nothing to say.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag if you care&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-116636110584212387?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/116636110584212387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=116636110584212387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/116636110584212387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/116636110584212387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/12/who-really-cares.html' title='who really cares??'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114529233052034433</id><published>2006-04-18T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T00:51:58.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>im &lt;b&gt; BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/B&gt;                  o.o .. like anybody actually CARES right??.... 0o0o0kay... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaaaah...... let me see.. bohol. yeah. we left the house at around 6-ish in the morning.. traffic. park n' fly mga 6:45 airport 7 am. yeah the flight was at 8. there was this disgusting girl in pink who, fortunately was sitting FAR from me, otherwise i would have hurled on her obese face. [okay, yeah she was fat. but she ddidnt KNOW she was fat.. scary huh??] we stayed at &lt;b&gt; Bohol Beach Club &lt;/b&gt; its nice there. the place is ENORMOUS i swear. its like 3 miles off white sand. and its not like bora. la maxado tao dun. the beah faces open ocean, so there are like shells on the beach, not like bora, the resorts there face the mainland so wala maxadong waves. haay...  i lost one of the swarovski crystals aattached to my most precious belly ring.. [boohoo.. yeah i love my rings. aahh stupid waves! *starts throwing cow dung at random people* o.o ] &lt;br&gt; the people were mostly aussie and brits. we talked with them [yeah, i talk to random people *twitch*] . this HOT guy there. fucking gorgeous abs. ripped arms. sexxaylicous! but [yeah.. as you all KNOW there's a downside to ALL my crushes, but thaat does bother me.. im fucking sick] he's 20-ish and smokes. lol yeah my god right?? wtf. he's sexxay.. and he smiled and said hi to me. EEEEK! *twitch twitch* lol his dad talked to mine for some time.  lol &lt;br&gt; i ate SO MUCH.. thank god i love swimming. i burned it all coz i did like 5 hours of swimming everyday. yeah. im tanned. bronze-ish. not exactly the color i want.. whatever. atleast im tanned! &lt;br&gt; we went sight-seeing.. bohol is a wonderful place. really. there's so much of history. i learnt so much. galing nung guide-slash-driver namin. cute tarsiers!!!! they're not actually monkeys.. :D lmao &lt;br&gt; bought cute shirts and food and other souvenir shit. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haay... im still not cleared. &lt;br&gt; THIS IS A SHOUT OUT TO PAU : psst. pede ako punta sa haus nyo thurs?? las jo0o0o! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;started MSA today. stupid chatter box whore beside me. i hate her guts. i hate them all.. o.o im bored. so imma see who love me. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. how has your summer been?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. do you read my posts?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. do you know me? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. .... what do you think of penguins?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. are you bored?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. do you love me? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. wanna go swimming?? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; people.. imma show pics when i have the time to upload them to this godforsaken comp. bye! no.. wait.. you have to get one of these!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/buttonantiavril.gif" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; this is bea's second most adorable dog CHUBS!!  this one's really heavy! im the one carrying it :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/Chubs.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; well.. that's it! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114529233052034433?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114529233052034433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114529233052034433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114529233052034433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114529233052034433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-back.html' title='im BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114414164813449654</id><published>2006-04-04T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T17:07:28.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haay...</title><content type='html'>we're gonna leave for bohol on thurs. la lang.. havnt packed yet. o0o0o yesterday we went to SM. bought shit for kim, she spent 2500 pesos on toys. lol weird sis eh? i got a new bikini [kasi i want an even taan] and a bellyring, yay! coz my other "shiny" bellyrings were broken[i.e. the "diamonds" lol came out na], all i had were the "cute" ones [bumble bee, butterfly, pink hairy thing] and i wanted something that would shine pag tinapat sa sun [lol] so there. since we werent in town, we went to people are people coz they sell belly rings there. i got a dangling blue butterfly belly ring. &lt;br&gt; damn i left my charger at bea's house and she's in their condo. no0o0o0o0o0o. BITCH I NEED MY FUCKING CHARGER BACK!!!!!!!!!!! 0.0 i know you molest it bea.. :D teehee. luv you! &lt;br&gt; i miss all my FRIENDS. the ones who are REAL.not the ones who are nice to me only coz they want something from me. [matamaan na ung dapat matamaan]. o0o0o0o0o0o0o what does THAT mean?? 0.o lol i had my hair cut. my mommy meye [my auntie] cut it. lol trim lang. yeah di kasi ako rich kid. haay. fucking bored here. aaahh... imma go pack now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114414164813449654?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114414164813449654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114414164813449654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114414164813449654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114414164813449654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/04/haay.html' title='haay...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114379235057926041</id><published>2006-03-31T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T16:05:50.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell bored</title><content type='html'>fucking bored. well. that's it. hell fucking boring here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114379235057926041?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114379235057926041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114379235057926041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114379235057926041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114379235057926041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/hell-bored.html' title='hell bored'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114353606458219850</id><published>2006-03-28T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T16:54:24.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no use</title><content type='html'>haay.. summer nah.. so fucking hot.. i slept last night without my aircon kasi the aircon downstairs and in the masters bedroom were on at the same time.. lol sorry po hah.. magooverload na ung power by then.. lmao when i woke up this morning twas as if my body was dipped in water.. really! i was sweating so badly!!! even my bed sheets were kinda wet. i "wet the bed" lmao &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;haay.. piano lessons the WHOLE summer till May 21.. monday, wednesday 9-10 am solo practice, then friday group lessons.. tapos may practice pa ko with my partner dun sa buet thing.. lol i found out he's not in grade school pala.. 1st year daw xa. &lt;br&gt; imma paint my room nah this week or next week!!!!! lmao dad dint allow black [asa daw] or red [color of blood, loko loko na daw ako.. baka daw kung ano pa pumasok sakin na demonyo, lmfao]so imma paint my room violet, fucking dark violet.. no shitty lavander..  &lt;br&gt; pikon.. may renovation ddun sa Friday's bora.. we wre supposed to go there again. but no0o0o they HAD to renovate.. so we're stuck in Bohol Beach Club.. damn.. whatever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114353606458219850?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114353606458219850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114353606458219850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114353606458219850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114353606458219850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/no-use.html' title='no use'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114330402252104819</id><published>2006-03-26T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T00:27:02.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bea!!!</title><content type='html'>haaay.. yesterday.. at around 4:30 pm.. i left for bea's house. i had already packed my clothes and taken a shower.. i was going to sleep over! :D haha! i must confess, it will be my first sleep over in my highschool life.. i had to literally beg my dad to let me go [so strict he is, really!]. bea cooked for me, some pastaa thing. it was good! thanks bitch!! :D we put songs in my ipod andwe watched scary moive 3 and the first part of exorcist the beginning [boring]. bea's mom bought pizza, we played with chip [bea's dog]. i love chip! i really missed cleo.. aaww.. :'( i love cleo. anyway. we went to sleep mga 11 [aga noh?? goddamn movie was hell boring]. i woke up at around 6 am [lol] i heard bea laugh in her sleep.. it was freaky.. lmao, i went back to sleep. we woke up at around 8 nah. we watched tv, then ate breakfast, bea gave me a tour of her house, then we played with chip. bea's mom gave chip a bath, we watched. lol then i had a bath.. yes.. i was actually naked in bea's house at some point. lmfao weirdness right?? then bea had a bath, hell bitch.. took so goddamn long to take a freaking shower. lol then we played with the puppies [who were clean nah]. we watched tv. it was around 5 mins to 2 o'clock when i realized i had to get dressed na ksai i had piano lessons. so nagmadali na ko.. &lt;br&gt; they gave me my pieces na for the grand recital, yayness! :D okay now.. imma go stare at the spaces between my toes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114330402252104819?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114330402252104819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114330402252104819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114330402252104819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114330402252104819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/bea.html' title='bea!!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114309526593402546</id><published>2006-03-23T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T16:47:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shut up already</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; &lt;u&gt;we must all learn and live this:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-know the proper time to shut up&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-look at your own fat self before you call others fat &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dont underestimate your opponent &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dont backstab, if you have a problem with that person tell it to him/her straight &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-learn to speak english &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-think twice, you only have one chance to prove your point&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dont be stupid&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-in an argument, you must have a point..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dont assume you have the upper hand&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-never hit below the belt&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-when in an argument, remeber you are arguing with the person, not his/her family&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-know your place&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-it's the quiet ones you should fear&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-stop being gay &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-analyze the situation &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt; "when the head is filled with nothingness.. air tends to spill from the mouth" &lt;/i&gt; -nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; okay.. randomness coming... &lt;br&gt; this is so cute..    &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/avatarhell_natl_velvet_sonofabitch.gif" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br&gt; lmao this one isnt really random &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/ththcannotcry.gif" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114309526593402546?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114309526593402546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114309526593402546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114309526593402546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114309526593402546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/shut-up-already_23.html' title='shut up already'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114293923188088085</id><published>2006-03-21T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:07:11.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..farewell..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt; &lt;u&gt; farewell &lt;/u&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt;in about 3 days.. the school year 2005-2006 will have officially ended. 3b wont we 3b anymore. sad right? wrong. with all the fighting going on [i wont mention anything, its too personal] its hard to imagine that we'll actually miss each other. &lt;br&gt; the first 2 quarters of our 3b lives were full of fun and laughter, bonding, sharing. we treated each other like we were brothers and sisters. we could actually tell each other our problems and everyone would help out. for the ffirst time in our high school life we actually felt comfortable in school. you could be who you were and everyone would accept you. nobody would criticize you. take me, super wasted ako nun, lol. and nobody really gave a shit. they still liked you for who you were. but now, if i put on lipstick on my eyes [yes i used to do that] people would say na papansin ako, and shit like that. it seems that all the goddamn bonding we had has gone down the fucking shithole. it seems that nobody remembers the good times we had. goofing around, open forums, hyperness [god how i miss that]. well. whatever. we cant bring back the past anymore, but i do hope na mag bati na ung 3b [walang plastic]before friday. before matapos ung 3rd year life natin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;center&gt; POSER &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; oh hell, goddamn poser alert!!!!!! "goo-goo dolls : the next slipknot" OH SHIT! super goddamn POSER!!!! HOW CAN GOO GOO DOLLS BE "HARD ROCK"?!!?!!? FUCKING PONCE! YOU TOUCHED ME!!!! NAWALA TULOY YUNG "MAGIC" NUNG BRACELET KO! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU AND YOUR FATNESS! i hate you.. stop claiming to be a "rocker".. if you really are one, people will notice, you dont have to go around telling people that you'll get along with them coz &lt;u&gt; "pareho tayo mahilig sa rock" &lt;/u&gt; you sick ho!!!! put your goddamn skirt down! for crying out loud woman!it accentuates your goddamn fats!!! it scares me!! 0.0 .. you want to talk about "goth metal" as you say.. fine. lets talk. no goddamn lies ho. im sick of you POSERELLA. why dont you take your guitar and masturbate with it while watching goo-goo dolls "rock" their heart out. and btw. "rock rocks my socks"?? that came from a tshirt. damn woman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114293923188088085?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114293923188088085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114293923188088085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114293923188088085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114293923188088085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/farewell.html' title='..farewell..'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114266726332909914</id><published>2006-03-18T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T15:34:23.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some weird shit.</title><content type='html'>this week has been so hectic.. everyone was getting worred fir the thesis defence. &lt;br&gt; last dayng fourth years yesterday as students of OB Montessori.. and i still havent talked to him yet. whatever.. im such a wimp.. in one of the cubicles in the girls bathroom, somebody wrote &lt;i&gt; "i love vincent. o" &lt;/i&gt; i mean. its alright for somebody else to like him. but almost the whole school may alam na ako may gusto sakanya! baka ako pagbintangan for vandalizing the goddamn CR!!! fucking shitheads! i mean.. i write "i love vincent" too.. but not on goddamn walls! fucking hell! screw the bitch who wrote that there! she could have atleast written her initials or something to indicate that i didnt wrote it there! fucked up whore.. SCREW YOU BITCH! DIE! IF I GET BLAMED FOR VANDALIZING THE CR IMMA HUNT YOU DOWN! &lt;br&gt; hhaayy.. im getting worked up.. i seriously need anger management..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114266726332909914?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114266726332909914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114266726332909914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114266726332909914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114266726332909914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/some-weird-shit.html' title='some weird shit.'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114233684539061005</id><published>2006-03-14T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T19:47:25.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever...</title><content type='html'>im so bored.. well i always am.. hell. thsis defence on friday.. hello sleepless nights! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eep! may nang ttrip sa blog ko hah. whatever.. :D thanks for the laugh.. :D sobrang nagulat ako dun.. wa asa pa ko na xa un. &lt;br&gt; se... i LOVE you! tinutuo mo talaga!:D &lt;br&gt; film viewing today.. My Fair Lady.. la lang.. it was okay.. &lt;br&gt; ..if only i could talk to him.. and if only he would agree to it.. i would tell him how i feel..why i like him.. how much he means to me.. and how much i'd miss him.. haay.. murf mode! no0o0o0o0.. oh god.. sobrang dami ko nang nasabi! hell.. its my blog anyway.. imma write whatever i want to. okay now.. im going to feed cleo .. buh bye! [as if anyone reads this shit anyway]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114233684539061005?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114233684539061005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114233684539061005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114233684539061005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114233684539061005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/whatever.html' title='whatever...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114215939194883855</id><published>2006-03-12T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:29:51.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here i am...</title><content type='html'>god im so bored.. i woke up today coz of the stupid maid next door.. she was like screaming her ass off [i think she was telling julian to come down from the roof].. goddammit.. her voice is so fucking shrill!!! its bad enough to wake up every morning to her singing britney spears songs at the top of her lungs.. but i mean.. hello?! this is the weekend.. cant i be spared just one day?!?! &lt;br&gt; my cousins came over.. we played video games! lol talo nya ko! :D they left at around 4:00. dad asked me to study for an hour.. lol i studied naman..i completed my notes in VE. well. what can i say.. im such a good girl *insert a long-winded speech about my goodness and how much i strive to be a better person each and everyday here*.. &lt;br&gt; aaahh.. so fucking bored.. lol last night i finished a whole can of cookies.. haha! :D takaw.. pero ang bagal kong kumain.. ask anybody.. nung 2nd year nga they were teasing me.. sobra ko kasing bagal kumain.. take yesterday.. lahat sila [angel, volatire ad chari] tapos nang kumain tapos ako nangangalahati palang ung rice.. lmao &lt;br&gt;still bored. eek.. boring.. no0o0o0o0o0o... *runs in circles* 0.0 yes.. im loosing my nonexistant mind.. o0o0o0o shiny coin *drools* 0.0 &lt;br&gt; i have to go talk to my army of hamsters now.. [yes i do have one!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114215939194883855?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114215939194883855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114215939194883855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114215939194883855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114215939194883855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/here-i-am.html' title='here i am...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114206614570126688</id><published>2006-03-11T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T16:35:45.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hatred..</title><content type='html'>today i went to angel's house to do our thesis, we got lost!! so i called up angel and asked for directions..  wen we finally got to angels house, we started working right away.. aftyer 10 mins dumating ung food.. wala na.. kain na. we didnt continue.. pero i gave them their assigned jobs.. angel ordered KFC..thanks poh! &lt;br&gt; around quarter to 2 i left angel's house.. i commuted by myself, for the very first time in my entire life!!!!! i had piano lessons in academy one.. di pa binibigay ung piece ko for the recital!!!! no0o0o0o.. anyway.. when i got home... dad told me that he had found out that i had commuted by myself from angel's house.. so now im grounded [but i can still go online, lol dad's asleep now]. aaargh!! no0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0o.... &lt;br&gt; AAAAHHH IM SO FUCKING BORED AND PISSED AND TIRED!!!! IM SNEEZING SO BADLY AND ITS MY FIRST DAY!! I WANT TO GO OUT BUT I CANT COZ IM GROUNDED!!!! &lt;BR&gt; I WANT TO GO FOR FINE ARTS BUT MY DAD SAID NO! HELLO! WE ALREADY TALKED ABOUT THIS AND YOU ALREADY SAID YES!!! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?? THIS IS MY LIFE AND THIS IS MY DECISION TO MAKE! YOU THINK I CAN BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE! GUESS WHAT? I CANT! I CAN NEVER BE GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!  I CANT BE A DOCTOR LIKE YOU WANT ME TO! MY GRADES ARE NOT HIGH! IM HARDLY PASSING IN MY SUBJECTS IN SCHOOL AND YOU EXPECT ME TO GO FOR MEDICINE?!!!!?!?!! OMG! WHY DO I EVEN BOTHER EXPLAINING!!! DAD WONT LISTEN AND AGREE WITH ME INFRONT OF MOM! NEVER! HE LOVES HER TOO MUCH TO HAVE EVEN ONE ARGUMENT WITH HER.. EVEN THOUGH HE KNOWS SHE'S THE ONE AT FAULT!!!!!!! YOU SEE HOW MY LIFE IS FUCKED UP?!?! I CANT EVEN DECIDE WHAT I WANT FOR MY FUTURE!!!! THEY'RE ALWAYS DICTATING STUFF THAT THEY THINK I CAN ACCOMPLISH!!!! IM NOT PERFECT!!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; there.. i let it out.. can i go now?? ..thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114206614570126688?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114206614570126688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114206614570126688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114206614570126688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114206614570126688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/hatred.html' title='hatred..'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114199643516033331</id><published>2006-03-10T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:02:06.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updated finally!</title><content type='html'>its been so0o0o long since my last post.. well thats coz i was grounded.. well i still am.. but..uhm... uuhhh.. [*saliva dripping down the side of my open mouth*] i forgot.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; OKAY.. I HAVE TO LET THIS OUT &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; YOU ALL KNOW THAT I LIKE VINCENT AND IM REALLY GOING TO REGRET NOT TALKING TO HIM WHEN HE LEAVES.. I WANT TO BUT I CANT, ITS SO HARD FOR ME. I REALLY REALLY LIKE HIM AND I GET ALL NERVOUSE AND CONCIOUS WHEN IM AROUND HIM. THE THOUGHT OF HIM MAKES ME SWELL UP WITH JOY, HE IS BOTH MY INSPIRATION AND DISTRACTION. WHYIS IT THAT IM SO INFATUATED BY THIS PERSON?? WHY?? I CANT HELP IT.. IVE REALLY FALLEN FOR HIM.. I KNOW THIS SOUNDS CREEPY AND SO UNLIKE ME BUT ITS TRUE.. I THINK I LOVE HIM.. AND THATS BAD.. I DONT WANT TO BUT I CANT HELP MYSELF.  I DONT THINK ILL EVER HAVE ENOUGH COURAGE TO TALK TO HIM OR EVEN SEND HIM AND ANONYMOUS MESSAGE.. GOD I HATE THIS FEELING!!!!! IVE NEVER EXPERIENCED THIS IN MY ENTIRE LIFE!! IVE ALWAYS BEEN ABLE TO TALK TO MY CRUSHES, SO WHAT MAKES THIS ONE SO DIFFERENT?? IS IT BECAUSE IM SO INTIMIDATED BY HIS SMILE OR HIS HAPPY PERSONA? IS IT BEACAUSE WE ARE SO DIFFERENT?? I DONT KNOW.. BUT EITHER WAY.. I STILL WONT BE ABLE TO TALK TO HIM. YES IM A WIMP. BUT I CANT KEEP MY FELLINGS BOTTLED INSIDE FOREVER, ONE DAY ILL JUST CRACK INFRONT OF HIM... nO0O0O0O0O0O0O0 THAT MUSNT HAPPEN.. I'D DIE OF SHAME.. GOD MY LIFE IS SO F'CKD UP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114199643516033331?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114199643516033331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114199643516033331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114199643516033331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114199643516033331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/updated-finally.html' title='updated finally!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114154807325121328</id><published>2006-03-05T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:41:13.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o0o0o0o weird ..</title><content type='html'>im so freaking bored today.. mom, dad, my sis and nanny are out.. im stuck here with yaaya and cleo.. im actually supposed to study.. but being my lazy self.. i went online... teehee.. kim [tandog] has been sending me freakishly weird quotes that have made me smile [mababaw lang happiness ko..] anyway.. i amused myself with this pic.. now its my turn to share it with you... &lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/ifyouhotlinktothisfileiwillchangeth.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114154807325121328?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114154807325121328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114154807325121328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114154807325121328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114154807325121328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/o0o0o0o-weird.html' title='o0o0o0o weird ..'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114147686866316182</id><published>2006-03-04T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:54:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout!</title><content type='html'>uhm.. okay? this is my new layout.. yayness! :D masmalaki na yung space for my posts.. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my piano lessons today at academy one.. wala pa yung piece na ipplay ko.. di pa nabibigay.. ganun naman daw talaga sa academy one.. usually last min ibibigay.. then double time sa practice.. magiging 4 hours a week.. yayness!! :D may makakduet ko.. and ittry ng teacher ko na ipaperform ako ng solo [since im new, she thinks im ready na din daw for my solo (aaww.. im ready!)] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so boring today.. as you can see.. i had time to change my layout and practice my past pieces.. its so boring.. so0o0o0o boring.. crap ung other post ko.. wait.. imma edit it.. buh bye now dearies...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114147686866316182?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114147686866316182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114147686866316182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114147686866316182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114147686866316182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-layout.html' title='new layout!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114146289768603151</id><published>2006-03-04T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T17:01:37.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap...</title><content type='html'>formal dinner: &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;it started at around 5:30-ish.. i was called downstairs to start playing the keys since visitors were arriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;after 30 mins they took away the keyboard and carried it into the cafe. i went to help the cooks [i was still in my pink clothes (lmao yes i was in pink!) and my stilletto (i think i misspelled that, w/e) heels].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;i helped in preparing some of the food, i was with bea my love, christiane, sese, and some teachers.. man mrs. oli is one biatch.. so fake.. complaining and acting bossy around us, but when mrs. duran was there she became an angel.. goddammit.. i wanted to shove her stupid face into the half eaten food (i.e. pigslops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;there was a worm in one lady's food.. no it wasnt from the meat itself, the worm [which was from the plant] wiggled its way into the lady's food.. damn.. i hoped she had eaten it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; i was in my heel's ALL night.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; bea and i ate blueberry cheesecake, it tasted REALLY good.. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; then came the parade.. the cooks went first, then the bartenders [lmao ang kapal ng mukha ni gian! haha!], then the PA's [including yours truly], then the waiters [nakakaawa, nakatayo lang sila the WHOLE night], then the emcees [go dewa my gothic love!! along with krissa the brainy gal], then pammee [the over-all leader], then holy hell! mrs. magallanes called me on stage!! "...the girl who played piano in the lobby...." bakit nalang?!! waa! inaasar nila ako.. catwalk daw.. kasi i was right at the back, dun sa may main entrance, so i walked straight to the stage, tapos pang model pa daw pose/smile ko.. nge?? &lt;br&gt; i almost tripped on stage!! thank god i didnt.. lol &lt;br&gt; i talked to bea's mom, dewa's mom, and tito Gabe[dewa's dad, he and my dad bonded during the GC concert! lmao]. dewa and bea left together.. i was left alone!!! no. not really.. i was with kesh and pollard.. then my dad came, then i left, then we reached home.. then i haad a long relaxing foot massage.. :D yayness!! :D well.. thats about it.. buh bye now loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114146289768603151?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114146289768603151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114146289768603151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114146289768603151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114146289768603151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/recap.html' title='recap...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114138594961753057</id><published>2006-03-03T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T20:55:15.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg im on a roll!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt; STUFF I GOT FROM BLOGTHINGS.COM!!! &lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEA7B6" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kissing Purity Score: 66% Pure&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFCED6"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/kiss3.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing isn't a casual thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lip to lip action makes your heart sing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kissingpuritytest/"&gt;Kissing Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5B2" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're a Freaky Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/freaky.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss, you want to experience something new&lt;br /&gt;A new technique, a new partner, a new piercing...&lt;br /&gt;And your own personal kissing style is very unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;There's no saying where your tongue or hands will go&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: November 21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a restless rebel with an unpredictable nature.&lt;br /&gt;Bright but unbridled, you tend to seek out wild experiences over new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;People are frustrated by your great potential, but you love your unconventional life.&lt;br /&gt;You're a heartbreaker. 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And you're too evil to care.&lt;br /&gt;Those who love you probably also fear you. A lot.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howevilareyouquiz/"&gt;How Evil Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; wahahaha!!!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Porn Star Name Is...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/girl.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurse Naughty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pornstarnamegenerator/"&gt;What's Your Porn Star Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; not good enough... &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Passed 8th Grade Math&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/passed.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations, you got 9/10 correct!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/couldyoupasseighthgrademathquiz/"&gt;Could You Pass 8th Grade Math?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; bakit nalang?!!?! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CDDEFF" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Seduction Style: The Charmer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EBF2FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/charmer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you've got them exactly where you want them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourseductionstylequiz/"&gt;What Is Your Seduction Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Artistic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/artistic.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are expressive, original, and independent.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in your artistic abilities: creative writing, drama, crafts,  music, or art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor - Art Teacher - Book Editor &lt;br /&gt;Clothes Designer - Comedian - Composer &lt;br /&gt;Dancer  - DJ - Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;Illustrator - Musician - Sculptor &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are conventional careers, like bank teller or secretary.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114138594961753057?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114138594961753057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114138594961753057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114138594961753057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114138594961753057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/omg-im-on-roll.html' title='omg im on a roll!!!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114138346337043082</id><published>2006-03-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:57:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>astig</title><content type='html'>got this link from angel's blog.. o0o0o.. look at my results: &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Match: INFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.&lt;br /&gt;Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.&lt;br /&gt;But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #2 Match: INTP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are analytical and logical - and on a quest to learn everything you can.&lt;br /&gt;Smart and complex, you always love a new intellectual challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Your biggest pet peeve is people who slow you down with trivial chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;A quiet maverick, you tend to ignore rules and authority whenever you feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent mathematician, programmer, or professor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFECC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #3 Match: ISFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFEE5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #4 Match: ISTP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.&lt;br /&gt;A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.&lt;br /&gt;To outsiders yous eem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #5 Match: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114138346337043082?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114138346337043082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114138346337043082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114138346337043082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114138346337043082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/03/astig.html' title='astig'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114112812954367506</id><published>2006-02-28T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:02:09.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate this day...</title><content type='html'>i woke up today with hilary duff blasting my eardrums off to hell.. assembly today... i saw "you-know-who" step out of the car, the sun shining down on all of his hotness.. [o0o0hh.. waaay too much info out there]. we hardly had any classes today.. we were all practicing for the formal dinner, which by the way was moved to thursday. waa! usherette pa ko!!!!! paano ko mag uusher habang nagppiano?? no0o0o!!! well..  goddammit.. i have to bring my crappy dress to school.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; btw.. bea's really good at making figures.. i saw some of her sketches.. really good! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; omg.. holy hell we have art classes tomorrow.. oh god.. not AGAIN.. i have to deal with his stupid droning voice for a whole damn hour!! &lt;br&gt; wee! slipknot blasting in my ear! 0.0 corey's voice is so0o0o sexxaylicious!!! 0.0 but not as sexxalicious as the lead singer of atreyu [i always forget his name].&lt;br&gt; anyway.. that's it.. and btw.. "that person" i was talking about.. its a guy... and he sucks leprechaun cock.. he's a mofo crack whore.. i swear to god.. he sucks my pet goldfish's tities.. [yes.. my hatred for him is deep] lmao as if anyone reads this.. buh bye now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114112812954367506?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114112812954367506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114112812954367506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114112812954367506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114112812954367506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-this-day_28.html' title='i hate this day...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114103746727071961</id><published>2006-02-27T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T18:51:07.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom...</title><content type='html'>no classes today.. yay! i dont get to see the rotten piece of goat dung i hate somuch [not many people know this person]!!!! lmao i swear, everytime i see "this person" i wanna get a potato peeler and shove it down "this person's" esophagus.. seriously.. i wanna kill "this person" [lol yes.. i cant mention anything.. yet.]&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; okay.. lets move on, shall we?? &lt;br&gt; now.. im looking for a reasonably priced male shih-tzu, dad told me he'd get me one on or before the end of classes.. yay me!! :D but it would have to be considered kim's dog... what the hell.. im going to be taking care of it!! its going to sleep beside cleo [aawww... hello.. cle sleeps on my bed!!], that means less space for moi.. :( &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; imma paint my room a different color.. mom and dad said no black and/or red.. so i decided on violet [i.e. the really dark one.. and dad's going to buy me tons of posters.. and he's going to get me a custom table for mah room.. :D yay!! [lol super daddy's girl] &lt;br&gt; formal dinner on wednesday.. i already bought a dress for my recital and im thinking of wearing that on wednesday, coz imma be performing [on the olrgan, expensive "daw" kasi if they have the piano transffered from the other building.. ttsshh.. whatever..], but i think it's too much for the occasion.. btw.. for the first time ever.. it's not black [you: omg really?? me: yup! go me!! **does the nicole-isnt-wearing-black-in-public-for-the-first-time-ever dance**] yay!!! but im still going to be wearing a black shawl.. so.. there.. :D lmao &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i really want a dirty little secret of my own!!! i really do! i dont know why!!! :( no.. im not "possesed" [lol].. i just want to have one.. o0o0okay.. that's all.. as if anyone actually reads this shit..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114103746727071961?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114103746727071961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114103746727071961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114103746727071961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114103746727071961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/boredom.html' title='boredom...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114096213636036476</id><published>2006-02-26T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T21:57:50.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o0o0o yeah...</title><content type='html'>boding with my dad and little sis! we went to atc.. shopping! i bought a huge poster of one of my favorite bands, korn! o0o0o.. munky looks hot in that pic... 0.0 o0o0o... i also bought a bracelet and a belt.... konti noh??there was a sale ata in Nicole [thats a shop in 50th avenue, it sells accessories, thats where i buy my bellyrings, cute noh??] io wasnt able to buy anything though.. daya.. my sis got hungry kasi eh... so we ate in hagen daaz [not sure if thats the right spelling].. i had a strawberry cheesecake and a vanilla milkshake, yum! [yes takaw girl!].. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i also bought julius caesar [willian shakespear].. nice book! and my sis got a cute strawberry shortcake book.. ang cute nya!!! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i cant believe it! my dad refused to buy me a tommy hilfiger watch, mura na nga eh! 4950... but he bought mom a pair of bvlgari shades worth 18,000 just two weeks ago!!! so fucking unfair!!!!! :( &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; o0o weird moment today.. one of the guys in gift gate asked me if i was a phil-am coz of my accent daw.. hello! then he saw my dad.. then asked if i was european... god.. weird noh?? [ this was when i was looking at the watches] he kept on bugging me.. so i said "i dont see what my nationality has to do with me buying a watch" [lol yes, i remember that].. thank god he finally shut up! lmao &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; o0o0o... i want to have atleast ONE dirty little secret.. i dont have one yet.. :( and btw.. pam.. i do NOT want to masturbate... lmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114096213636036476?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114096213636036476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114096213636036476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114096213636036476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114096213636036476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/o0o0o-yeah.html' title='o0o0o yeah...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114084336522128606</id><published>2006-02-25T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T12:56:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>totally effin weird</title><content type='html'>check this out.. took this quiz.. and my result was way effing weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; You're a Freaky Kisser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you kiss, you want to experience something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new.  A new technique, a new partner, a new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piercing...And your own personal kissing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;style is very unpredictable.  There's no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying where your tongue or hands will go  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/cRaZyHoT/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Kisser%20Are%20You%3F"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114084336522128606?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114084336522128606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114084336522128606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114084336522128606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114084336522128606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/totally-effin-weird.html' title='totally effin weird'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114077520903260801</id><published>2006-02-24T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T18:00:09.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goddamn...</title><content type='html'>6:30 am: phone rings.. arlene sent a group message.. no classes!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; 6:35 am: not yet up, reaches for phone and calls up len.. she tells me to watch the news.. [me: i havent gotten out of bed yet, i still have dried up saliva on my cheek]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; 6:40 am: calls up pam.. she's not sure whether we'll have classes or not &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; 6:45 am: hears julian (neighbor) shouting his ass off.. runs downstairs and calls up school.. nope there's no classes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; 6:50 am: runs upstairs and back into bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;center&gt; 5 hours later &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; 11:50 am: gets up, hits head on the bed post, swears, heads for bathroom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; you know the works.. i called up bea.. we talked for about 30 mins.. &lt;br&gt; this day was So0o0o0o boring.. here i am now.. updating while texting len.. she's not replying.. she must have gotten bored and moved on with more sensible things than texing me.. thats it.. as though anyone reads this shit anyway... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font size ="18" color= "red"&gt;  help me put my calculator's loss to justice!!!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114077520903260801?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114077520903260801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114077520903260801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114077520903260801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114077520903260801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/goddamn.html' title='goddamn...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114034455801738513</id><published>2006-02-19T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:22:38.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teehee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.magiccrush.com/love.php?uid= 9987683350"&gt;Click Here to use MagicCrush.com's crush calculator!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114034455801738513?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114034455801738513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114034455801738513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114034455801738513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114034455801738513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/teehee.html' title='teehee!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114034425110875634</id><published>2006-02-19T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T18:17:31.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post prom</title><content type='html'>wee! so tired from last night's prom! [labo.. tired nga hyper parin] i actually thought that the prom would be hell boring.. but it wasnt.. i arrived there at around 5:40 pm.. i was so disoriented.. i saw angel, chari and len.. they looked really good.. :D then i saw joanne and jin having their pics taken.. then i saw dewa.. she looked really good!! :D she was wearing this beautiful white dress.. yep.. opposites kami.. i was wearing black and dark blue.. with black gloves.. teehee..we went down the escalator together, super hirap kasi we both had long gowns.. we saw kim, pau and jus.. pau led me to the table where you sign your name.. then dad came.. we took pics and stuff.. happiness! :D bea went to the wrong shangrila.. lol but she made it in time for the prom. she looked really cute in her green dress.. infact.. everybody looked good last night! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; we had our dance presentation.. i kept tripping on my gown.. i thought i would fall flat on my face!! [thankfully that didnt happen] &lt;br&gt; the food tasted like shit.. i hardly ate at all.. bert and dewa won prom prince and princess.. they were given crowns.. but they had to return them [yes. OB sucks..] &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; bea introduced me to her friend jm from sta. ana, he's also a pianist [yay!] we danced.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i pulled bea over to tords and forced him to dance with her.. [yes, im so nice! lmao]we had so much fun! hyperness on the dance floor!!!! now... im back to my drugged-up looking self.. it took me 45 min to get the goddamn hairspray off! my hair smelled like rotting dog puke when i got up.. cant wait to see everybody tomorrow! buh-bye now!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114034425110875634?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114034425110875634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114034425110875634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114034425110875634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114034425110875634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/post-prom.html' title='post prom'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114024368769641703</id><published>2006-02-18T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T14:21:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom jitters??</title><content type='html'>okay.. its 2 pm now.. just had my hair and make-up done.. and yeah. a manicure pedicure.. the gay dude fixing my hair and make-up told me that it was very rare to see a girl come in the parlor accompanied by her dad.. see?? :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; came home and told mom the story.. and guess what?? nag murph nanay ko!!! yes! she turned into this sentimental-slash-hysterical monster of doom and misery.. [yeah] she screamed at dad and sent him out of the room [i went out 5 min before he did].. she was all "you and your daughter can both go to hell!!!!!!" lmao it was freaky.. &lt;bhr&gt; &lt;br&gt; and now.. she wont talk to me.. whatever.. as if i care.. imma put on my dress in an hour.. we leave at 4:00 pm. damn.. so bored.. oh shit.. i have to pass by the dressmaker and pick up my gloves... goddammit.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114024368769641703?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114024368769641703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114024368769641703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114024368769641703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114024368769641703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/prom-jitters.html' title='prom jitters??'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-114017612199467221</id><published>2006-02-17T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:35:22.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom..??</title><content type='html'>updated finally! :D this week was pretty much boring.. lol i started using my contacts again coz i wanted to get used to them again.. its been like 1 and a half months since i used them [cheering]. they're teasing me coz i have really big eyes daw.. :D teehee.. what can i do? my eyes really are big.. thats who i am! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; this week.. hmm... we've been practicing our dance for the prom.. kanina we had our general rehersal with the fourth year.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; im not really excited.. this is so weird.. diba before you go to the prom you have to go to the salon to get your hair and make up done right?? and girls usually go with their mom's or tita's... lol im not going to be with my mom.. imma be in the parlor having my hair, nails and feet done, with my dad!!! lmao weird eh?? mom and i dont get along often.. hell.. we dont get along at all.. so im going to be with my dad.. :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; our maid spoiled the fender of our small car.. she wasnt holding the gate and a gust of wind blew the gate which caused it to hit the fender as dad was backing it out of our garden-slash-garage.. pretty dumb eh??? i think she was flirting with the boy from the house infront of ours.. eeww.. sick.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i read bea's post.. it was so touching.. im so lucky to have a friend like her.. :D anyway.. i hit my head on the metal thing infront of the faculty.. naturally i swore so fucking loudly.. [its a good thing no one heard] teehee !! o00o0okay.. this is suck a long post.. i know noone reads this shit anyway.. so.. there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-114017612199467221?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/114017612199467221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=114017612199467221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114017612199467221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/114017612199467221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/prom.html' title='prom..??'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113972391411604831</id><published>2006-02-12T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T13:58:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dad's home!!</title><content type='html'>wee!!! dad arrived home on the 6th of febuary at around 11:00 pm. he picked me up at around 4 pm from school [yes i was excused from class].. the moment i saw him i ran and hugged him.. i missed him so much!! [if you've been reading my previous posts you would know why]we went to duty free and went shopping.. i bought a whole bag of hershey's chocolate bars [king size] for my classmates.. i even gave one to uhm.. you-know-who.. [wo0t wo0t wo0t!!] well.. i asked pam to give it to him.. [yes im a wimp..] eee!! :D &lt;br&gt; &lt;BR&gt; we had training yesterday.. not so hard as the previous one [thank god] we were only asked to do 5 squat-thrusts [i think i misspelled that.. i was so effin distracted the first time we were asked to fall-in.. [my classmates know why..] :D eeee!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; yesterday we went shopping for  pants, since i only had 4 left and i cant use them everyday.. i only asked for one pair but whoah.. dad bought me three! im so happy!!! :D we ate at yellowcab afterwards.. the people there were all looking at dad.. and there was a family beside us who also was a seaman.. dad recognized the dude's shirt.. :D anyway.. im so bored here.. dad ist home.. he went out with mom.. they're going out for what mom calls a "shopping-date".. weird eh?? mom's going to buy a suit for her thesis presentation this month.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; okay.. have to go.. well.. as though people actually read my posts.. but what the heck?? buh-bye now dears!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113972391411604831?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113972391411604831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113972391411604831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113972391411604831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113972391411604831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/dads-home.html' title='dad&apos;s home!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113905535426168971</id><published>2006-02-04T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T20:15:54.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit woman! im not 5 anymore!!</title><content type='html'>well.. im alive! after being though hell this week.. i was grounded.. i actually am still grounded now.. im just sneaking, ill probably get caught. oh well.. who gives a fuck right?? &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;center&gt; my punishments &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;no cellphone &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ipod &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no internet &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no door privilages **ill explain later** &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to commute to school EVERDAY for this whole week &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even play the piano too loud!! [yes my mom's psycho] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks right?? okay.. about the door thing.. i cant close my door at night.. weird right?? but seriously.. i cant sleep with my door open.. i just CANT.. i hate the light from outside! i just hate it! i want my room to be nice and dark... i even wanted it painted red [dont want it all black].. but no0o0o... red is the symbol of "hate" daw.. bullshit! noone belives in that crap anymore! i have three bruises on my head.. one is a terrible bukol... and i have one on my right shoulder from carrying my SUPER heavy rifle kanina.. i was so0 distracted [o0o0o.. im not saying anything anymore.. my friends know why.. wo0t wo0t!!] &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; dad's coming home on monday!!!! i cant wait! seriously! im so0o excited! i havent seen him for four months!! :D weee!!!!!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; omg.. my dream has come true!!!!! [no.. im not going to marry joey jordison :( ] i have been asked to join academy one's grand recital in the CCP main theater on may 21!!! omg!!!!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!! 0.0 im so excited!!! but the fee is outrageous... i need 4,500 pesos.. i think dad will agree!! he knows how much this event means to me!! omg guys you HAVE to be there to watch me!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113905535426168971?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113905535426168971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113905535426168971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113905535426168971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113905535426168971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/02/shit-woman-im-not-5-anymore.html' title='shit woman! im not 5 anymore!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113845686086840046</id><published>2006-01-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T22:01:00.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee! pt 2</title><content type='html'>thanks for inviting me to your birthday party gothicness!! i wuvs jo0o0! had a great time yesterday night.. the food, the drinks, the friends, the hyperness, streaking.. no wait.. i didnt get to streak.. :( boohoo.. anyway.. i got you-know-who's you-know-what!!! eeeep!! wo0t wo0t wo0t wo0t wo0t wo0t wo0t!!! so fucking hyper i wanna get a bunny rabbit!! 0.0 no.. 0.o i dont.. okay.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; okay.. today.. i woke up at 11:30.. then went for piano lessons at 2:30.. i was 30 mins late!!! nuuu! i had my teacher's piano book photocopied and ringbound.. then we went to festi then bought sandals.. i want the black crocodile skin stiletto pumps from jenilyn!! :( to0 bad they didnt have it anymore.. dammit! anyway.. i was able to buy these cute beige wedge sandals from celine..my mom said that she felt my "hatred" for her now more than ever.. omg woman!! you only felt it now?!?!? jesus! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; eeep! i wanna take my phone and break it in half!! ..bored.. okaay.. hyperness is wearing off at an alarming rate.. bwisit mag-reply ka na!!! what the flying fuck's taking you so fucking long??!?! ive been waiting for a whole god damn day!! reply already!!!!!!!!!!! o.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113845686086840046?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113845686086840046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113845686086840046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113845686086840046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113845686086840046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/wee-pt-2.html' title='wee! pt 2'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113828532877399447</id><published>2006-01-26T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T22:22:08.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wee!</title><content type='html'>god.. math exams today!! hell! i forgot the formula for exponential growth and decay! i wanna die!! imma fail math! seriously.. waahh!! *starts kicking and oulling hair* i wanna take it again!! :'( i dont wanna fail.. duh.. noone does.. maybe somone wants to just to look "cool".. o0o0o0.. who knows who THAT is?? well.. i dont know either.. [huh? labo noh?? lmao]&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; fuck.. i hate today.. we were supposed to stay in school until 5.. then my mom came and told me that we had top fo to festi and that noone would be home to pick me up.. then she realized na color coded pala sasakyan nami, so we had to go back.. eh hindi pa nga nareregister yung isang car.. so we had to home.. crap.. when we got home i changed and slept in the sala!! lol wala naman nakakakita sa labas.. and si julian (yung guy next door) wala.. so okay lang! :D hehe! i woke up at 8 pm! [yes.. im a night person] &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; okay.. im done now..  holy fucking hell!! why am i listening to "wake up" by hilary duff?? ewww!!! sick!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113828532877399447?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113828532877399447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113828532877399447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113828532877399447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113828532877399447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/wee.html' title='wee!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113819837759716316</id><published>2006-01-25T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T22:16:34.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOOPERS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt; BLOOPERS!! &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color= "red"&gt; nicole: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; suklay! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; kim: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i dont know!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt;[bakit nalang?!?!] &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;b&gt; [comp exam]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; Pau: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; kailangan ng calculator?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; Fred: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; pahingi grahams.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; Nicole: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; toh oh.. *gives CALCULATOR* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt; [whoah! bakit nalang??!?! feel na feel ko pag ung pag-bigay ko!] &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; Pau: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; nicole.. anong nagbabayad ka? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt; [what the flying fuck...?] &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; nicole: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; kim.. samahan mo ko sa cashier's office..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; kim: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; sige..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; **downstairs nah..** &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt; kim: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; *opens cafe door* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt; [hello? san ka pupunta?? feel na feel mo pa!! wahehehe!] &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt; monel: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; [voltaire] mag-iisa tayo! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;center&gt; [what?? diba mag isa??] &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;font color="red"&gt; anna: &lt;/font&gt; &lt;/b&gt; sabihin nalang natin na mag su-study group tayo! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;center&gt; [diba group study??] &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;okey.. tapus na! tag kau hah!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113819837759716316?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113819837759716316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113819837759716316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113819837759716316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113819837759716316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/bloopers.html' title='BLOOPERS!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113811649556701785</id><published>2006-01-24T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:28:15.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap</title><content type='html'>god this day.. sucks.. well.. almost everyday of my life sucks.. mom grounded me, haha! bullshit! ground my ass! im not gonna follow anything you say.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two bruises, one on either arm.. and my right lower arm has wounds.. no my dears.. they're not self-inflicted this time.. god.. she has talons of doom! she even screamed that she hated me.. and that she wanted to die.. how she could have had a succesful job in america by now, hot i make her sick.. how im slowly killing her.. how she wants me to die so that she wont have problems anymore.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. what can i do.. sa she said i am "...the devil in this house!" and " i cant wait for you to go off to college! life will be better here! go on.. go! get out of my house! get out of my life!" &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ouch?? way more than that.. anyway.. imma fucking fail everything this quarter.. i fucking suck.. im so stupid.. i should just crawl into a hole and stay there until someone finds my rotting corpse... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 3b.. im sorry.. sorry for what im doing and the things im about to do.. i just cant live like this anymore.. i cant.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i cant be what you want me to be! im not perfect! im sorry.. ...hell.. now i know why she hates me.. im a fucking usless pile of crap.. im a slob.. i cant do anything right.. im not pretty.. im not smart.. i have nothing to show.. fuck.. god should just take my soul.. i should just drop dead now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113811649556701785?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113811649556701785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113811649556701785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113811649556701785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113811649556701785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/crap.html' title='crap'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113785414028109735</id><published>2006-01-21T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T22:35:40.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoah..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;11:00 am: i woke up [i hit my head on my tabe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11:45 am: wee i got out of be **me: not a morning person**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12:00 pm: went downstairs [hell.. lunch wasnt ready yet]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;12:15 pm: i had breakfast instead [wee! chocolate cake!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;1:00 pm: screamed for yaya to boil water **me: sickly child, if i have a cold bath imma have the sniffles for not less than a week**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1:15 pm: had a bath.. wee! o0o0o.. bubbles!! 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1:45 pm: dripping wet, running to my room, streaking actually, lol i forgot to bring my towel in the bathroom [o0o0o streaking]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1:55 pm: tripping all over the house trying to "multi-task" [i.e. put on my pants, fix my stuff, comb my hair all at once]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 2:00 pm: on the road, shit mom missed the car registration deadline, had to switch cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; 2:10 pm: arrive at academy one [i think kesh saw me]&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..okay..  lets recap what happened yesterday [if you werent in the 3a classroom here's what happened].. we had a discussion for the formal dinner, some shit that the third years do every year.. mr. roque, our bubbly history teacher, told us that we had to bring 2 guests each, one alumni student, and a parent.. then he talked about entertainment, naturally pau, choir president, was asked to sing.. ms. cervantes, our adviser, suggested that i could play the piano, i agreed naturally.. im going to be "serenading" the guests as they enter, and im going to play later on in the night while pau sings.. :D okay.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i asked my piano teacher to teach me new songs i could play, so she gave me 3 new songs, and i can already play one! wee! okay.. my fingers hurt now.. buh byes! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; bea.. good luck with your puke-inducing party! lol &lt;font color="red"&gt; love you!! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113785414028109735?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113785414028109735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113785414028109735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113785414028109735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113785414028109735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/whoah.html' title='whoah..'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113777482356573534</id><published>2006-01-21T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T00:33:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my bestfriend...</title><content type='html'>its been four months since ive last seen my dad.. and i really miss him.. i really eny those poeople who have their dads at home or near home all the time.. they dont understand the feeling of being so far away.. oceans away [literally].. i also envy those who are close to their moms.. they dont understand how it feels like not to be able to hug or kiss their moms, not to be able to tell her everything you want, tp be able to cry on her shoulder, not to be able to tell her "i love you mom".. evertime i hear those words from others i try my best to hold the tears back.. iuuts bad enough to be dad-less for four months at a time.. but i mean.. i cant even get along with the person i see 24/7.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i miss my dad,i miss him so much.. i miss the days we'd laugh and make jokes about everything, i miss being able to tell him everything, tell him anything that i think and feel, i miss being able to tell him i love him, i miss being able to hug and kiss him, to sit on his lap, i miss his hugs, his reassuring voice telling me that its going to be alright,  to cry on hins lap, i miss the sound of his voice, his laughter, i miss his smile, the excitement in his eyes everytime he see's me approaching the car after school, how he tells me that he expects me to get high grades in math.. and i try, i try so hard to achieve that so when he comes back he'll be happy.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; i love my dad.. so much.. i want him to be proud of me.. that's all i want.. for him to be proud that im his daughter..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113777482356573534?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113777482356573534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113777482356573534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113777482356573534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113777482356573534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-bestfriend.html' title='my bestfriend...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113776633006470578</id><published>2006-01-20T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T22:12:10.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SSDD</title><content type='html'>wee.. another day of boredom.. let me see.. my mom left cloe in the car for 6 hours.. im never going to forgive her! when she told me in the car that she forgot cloe, i immediatetly went into taray mode.. lol i love my cleo.. so much.. she's like my bestest fwend! lol the shejoklingly told me that she thinks that cleo will never want to set foot in that car anymore with her.. and i said "well duh.. you're just going to forget her again.. how could you do that??" then she just changed the subject.. i didnt talk anymore... thank god for my ipod.. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; when i got home.  i immediately picked up cleo [she always greets me as soon as  i step out of the car] and hugged her... :) i love her to death! and even though it was my mom.. i dont care.. i love my baby cleo and i dont like seeing her hurt.. [nax parang tao!] and my mom knows that.. :) &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; okay.. MAMMY YANI'S HUSBAND KNOWS A GOTH GUY! FINAL-fuckin-LY!! &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; whoah.. calm down.. :) wo0t wo0t! me so hyper...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113776633006470578?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113776633006470578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113776633006470578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113776633006470578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113776633006470578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/ssdd.html' title='SSDD'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113768085917320277</id><published>2006-01-19T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T22:27:41.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now i know where i truely find my happiness...</title><content type='html'>lol today wasnt exactly the same as any regular day..  it started off with journalism.. ass boring topic.. but i still managed.. then came computer.. first we were just sriting down notes and stuff, then Ms. Comandao started talking to us about life.. omg her words were so inspiring and meaningful that both Ms. Comandao and pam were on the verge of tears. well actually, i think pam cried.. anyway.. then came snacks, pam made me listen to the song "life of a sales man by yellowcard" holy shit! i started crying!! lol the song is about how a boy who has gorwn up and he's telling his dad that he will always be the best, how the boy looks up to him and stuff.. and being a daddy's girl.. i cried so much.. omg, then she let justine hear it, then justiune started crying, then pam started crying, then angel, then kim.. we were actually laughing at kim.. sabi kasi nya "wala kasi mga dads nyo, naiisip ko lang, baka mawala din dad ko" yes the wrods are kinda emotional, pero the way she said it.. we all burst out laughing.. then after i finished crying, i asked pam to show me the lyrics, omg.. i started crying again. well.. i really miss my dad.. he's the only on that really understands me.. and im so jealous, actually, of other people cos they have their dads at home all the time, but they just take that for granted.. if they only knew how hard it was to live 4 months at a time without a father.. its so hard.. so hard.. holy shit.. im crying!! no0o0o... stop nicole.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; okay.. im fine now.. anyway.. after classes nag bond kami ni bea [as though thats something new..] then she said something that was really touching.. no its not something green.. lol she said "nicole i love you coz your not afraid to stand out and show your feelings to everyone" whoah.. all i said was "aaww bea! i love you coz your fat!" lol i couldnt say anything else kasi baka umiyak pa ko again! .. deep inside, i felt so lucky to have a friend like bea.. actually, i feel lucky that i have friends! 3b has made me a different person.. my friends have made me realize that there's so much more to life than merely staying alive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113768085917320277?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113768085917320277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113768085917320277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113768085917320277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113768085917320277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/now-i-know-where-i-truely-find-my.html' title='now i know where i truely find my happiness...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113759154685760176</id><published>2006-01-18T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:39:06.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wo0t wo0t!! hyperness!!</title><content type='html'>wee! im so hyper today! lol anyway.. eep! kilig moments kanina [id rather not speak of it! lmao] &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;B&gt; BLOOPERS! &lt;/B&gt; &lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kim:&lt;/b&gt; 25 years nalang mag sisixteen na si iggy!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;justine: &lt;/b&gt; *sixteen times one, kinalculator pa!!! bakit nalang!?!* &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Nicole: &lt;/b&gt; binasa ko ung tubig..  [lmao feel na feel ko pa talaga un hah!]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Angel: &lt;/b&gt; ouch! my hands, its so dirty!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Pau: &lt;/b&gt; and asim na nyan eh! parang sinawsawan &lt;B&gt; ng &lt;/b&gt; suka [wo0t wo0t! lol omg! ]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. enough bloopers.. i got my math scores.. hell.. di ako makapayag 6/10.. ouch! no! goodbye math dreams! .. shit.. baka mag summer ako.. seryoso.. 0.0 no0o0o! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; im randomly missing bea.. i dunno.. :) i wuvvs her! well.. i wuvvs all of my friends.. :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new seatmate!! well.. not really.. katabi ko xa last year din.. its fred! ang ingay namin nung chem! shet! may quiz panaman.. buti nalang medyo okay score.. 12/15 "..i dont believe in  magic.." lol who knows what that means?? *wink wink* &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113759154685760176?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113759154685760176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113759154685760176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113759154685760176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113759154685760176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/wo0t-wo0t-hyperness.html' title='wo0t wo0t!! hyperness!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113730801486681386</id><published>2006-01-15T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T14:53:35.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt; &lt;b&gt; Tight Rope &lt;/b&gt; - Lacuna Coil &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;center&gt; this song kinda reflects what im feeling today &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Delighting minds &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;with my shadow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;rely on your way to grow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;you want to decide &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;from your cloud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your lost in a world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;that I have to repair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You want it all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;the greatest smile &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;who wants to deny forever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're made of ice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I pay the price &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;for all your unforgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enlightening lies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;with my shame &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;beneath the veil &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;of your flow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Don't try to deny &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;with your mouh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;so fine it is knowing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're under the shade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad isnt it?? its just how i feel right now.. so sad.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113730801486681386?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113730801486681386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113730801486681386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113730801486681386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113730801486681386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/ouch.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113715056745238055</id><published>2006-01-13T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:09:27.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the old days..</title><content type='html'>yesterday.. we were laughing about this thing my seatmate, jus and i used to believe in.. okay.. lets take a journey down memory lane shall we? lets remember the good old days, days when blowing snot ballons were cool, and saliva dripping from an open mouth and onto your newly bought shirt wasnt a problem... &lt;br&gt; i was about 6 when i saw a barbie commercial, and being the pink loving, barbie fanatic kid that i &lt;B&gt; WAS &lt;/B&gt; (yes, i stress was), i watched it.. it was about a barbie (duh.. barbie commercial, nicole.. BARBIE)whose hair would grow back if you cut it.. and since i was a kid, i believed it (yes, you heard me right, i  &lt;B&gt; BELIEVED IT &lt;/B&gt;). so when my mom bought me the barbie from the commercial, obviously, i was so excited.. i began combing her hair and dressing her up, then i remembered the commercial, i took a pair scissors and happily snipped off half her original hair length, then i waited till the next day for it to grow back.. when i woke up, i looked for my barbie to check if her hair had grown, and to my disappointment, it didnt (well duh!).. i was so angry and upset and hurt that i started crying, kicking and screaming, i wanted her hair to grow back!!!! (lol) i started beating the walls and floor with my fists, screaming like there was no tomorrow.. i wanted it to grow back so much that i even tried pulling her hair "to make it grow faster", for a few seconds i thought it was working, so i pulled on it some more, and to to my surprise, the head came off! i was so shocked that i started crying.. &lt;br&gt; yes my dears.. we all were kids once.. and come to think of it.. it would have been better if we had just stayed kids, you had no worries, you didnt have to fuss about your hair, hell, you didnt have to fuss about anything! if you wanted something, you could make that "oh-so-adorable" puppydog pout thgat noone could refuse, or, if you were anything like i was, you would kick, scream, bite and shout hysterically until you get what yout wanted.. hhaay... how i miss the old days.. but i guess i have to accept changes, after all.. that's part of life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113715056745238055?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113715056745238055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113715056745238055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113715056745238055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113715056745238055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/old-days.html' title='the old days..'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113707455802047312</id><published>2006-01-12T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T18:44:39.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..temporary freedom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="red"&gt; confuzzled.. again..&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aah..  boredom.. katxt ko si pat (my friend from seton), kim, jus and kesh kanina.. ngaun katxt ko nalang si mike.. haay.. boring.. ubos na brain cells ko dahil sa math long test.. pag nag fail aq magagalit si daddy! pano naman kasi.. ang hirap.. feel ko 2 lang ung tama kong sagot.. seryoso..  &lt;br&gt;well.. its a good thing that theres a "review week" i cant stand to see another long test paper shoved in my face.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god its do boring here..  give me something to do! ...except study... omg theres a long test in chem tomorrow!!! 0.0 &lt;b&gt;holy shit &lt;/b&gt;!have to go now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113707455802047312?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113707455802047312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113707455802047312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113707455802047312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113707455802047312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/temporary-freedom.html' title='..temporary freedom...'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113663747015140815</id><published>2006-01-07T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:37:50.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay! new layout!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;yay! im so happy.. pumunta si bea and si pau sa house ko.. dumating si bea ng mga 1:15 pm tapos si pau mga 2 na nakadating.. inayos namin ni bea blog ko.. naghanap kami ng cute na layout.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;dapat magddownload kami ng songs sa ipod ko.. pero di c bea pinayagan dalhin ung laptop nya, and sobrang ancient na ng comp ko.. di  din maka gana.. bwisit. :) anyway.. mga 3:30 punta kami sa house ni pau.. nagcomute kaming apat (kasama ko pinsan ko).. 3rd time palang ni bea mag commute! &lt;strong&gt;rich kid!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;ang ganda ng house ni pau! nagorder kami ng mcdo, treat ni pau.. omg sobrang bobo nung babaeng sumagot ng phone...  siguro mga 20 mins sila nagusap bago naintindihan nung babae kung saan ung lugar nila pau.. nanuod kami ng move &lt;strong&gt;"the corpse bride"&lt;/strong&gt; ang cute.. then kumain kami ng dinner.. nabusog talaga kami ni bea! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113663747015140815?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113663747015140815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113663747015140815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113663747015140815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113663747015140815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/yay-new-layout_07.html' title='yay! new layout!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113661698969205747</id><published>2006-01-07T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T14:56:29.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="styleDocument: [object]"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;h3 class="subject"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660066;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; HAPPY B-DAY JUSTINE!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; wee! 5 months na sila!! eee! :) im so happy for you seatmate ko!!!! wahaha! anyway.. sana masmaging strong ung relationship nyo! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haay.. and sakit ng likod ko.. naubos brain cells namin sa IQ test kanina! wala tuloy pumasok sa utak ko nung chem.. may seatwork pa naman.. buti nalang may pau na matalino.. wahahaha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;b&gt; bea &lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt; pau &lt;/b&gt; are coming over tomorrow.. theyre gonna help put songs in my ipod.. lol tapos magcocomute kami paunta dun s new house nila pau.. wala lang.. kain, kwentuhan.. isasama ko pinsan ko.. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; omg sobrang gulo ng room ko.. sabog sabog na gamit.. nakakalat lang ung mga damit.. lol burara! bahala na.. bukas ko nalang aayusin.. tinatamad pa ko ngaun.. o0o0o.. look oh... naaliw ako sa pic..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;center&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/bleedingrose.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;p&gt; cute db??&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="color: #990066;"&gt; ..nagrereklamo pinsan ko kasi red daw ung font ko tapos red din daw ung pic..&lt;/span&gt; yan.. pinalitan ko na po!  hahaha! mapili un eh.. dapat daw "perfect" :) tindi! halata bang wala aong magawa??&lt;p&gt; uy.. check nyo pic nya ha! nasa baba.. scroll down nalang.. mas guapo xa in real life! seryoso! :) okay.. magaral na kayo! malapit na exams.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="timestamp"&gt;&lt;a href="#"&gt;Permalink&lt;/a&gt;  ::  &lt;a href="#"&gt;Comments?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="content"&gt;&lt;h2 class="date"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660066;"&gt; january 5, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h3 class="subject"&gt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660066;"&gt;haay.. boring...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt; wee! andito cousin ko.. katabi ko xa! naghahanap ng gf! wahahaha! guapo naman.. 16 years old.. nakatira sa qc.. txt nyo naman xa! ..haha! i know bea will! 09198030815 num nya.. toh oh.. pic nya.. &lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/kuya.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; anyways... moving on.. second day of classes na today for this year! hirap ng SAT! especially ung math part.. nyahaha! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; BLOOP!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "nicole ha.. baka ma POSSES ka!" WAHAHAHAH!&lt;/p&gt;wee! tignan nyo! nagalit mom ko sakin dahil sa pic na toh.. cartoon pic xa ng band na murderdolls.. ! &lt;img src="http://i32.photobucket.com/albums/d36/decapitateddolly/cartoonmurderdolls.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113661698969205747?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113661698969205747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113661698969205747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113661698969205747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113661698969205747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-b-day-justine-wee-5-months-na.html' title=''/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20479184.post-113629937692200417</id><published>2006-01-03T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T22:42:56.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay.. here goes.... everything!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;uhm... where exactly do i begin?? i dont really know.. im very nervous and kinda confuzzled.. its my first blog! actually.. my second... the first one didnt turn out well.. okay.. it sucked... so i made another one.. i hope this turns out better.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;tomorrow, we resume our classes.. hhm... back to haard work and pressure... lucky for me i have friends who are supportive of me.. kinda nervous though.. i havent opened my bag this whole christmas vacation! and i havent been sleeping enough... i sleep at around 3 to 5 am... then wake up at around 4 pm.. haha! oh well... thats life... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20479184-113629937692200417?l=decapitateddolly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/feeds/113629937692200417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20479184&amp;postID=113629937692200417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113629937692200417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20479184/posts/default/113629937692200417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://decapitateddolly.blogspot.com/2006/01/okay-here-goes-everything.html' title='okay.. here goes.... everything!!!'/><author><name>nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14557312431063212654</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
