<?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-1047409696663157699</id><updated>2011-09-23T00:38:09.030-07:00</updated><category term='dlsu'/><category term='messi'/><category term='pc'/><category term='spanish'/><category term='spanish football'/><category term='jealousy'/><category term='advertising'/><category term='nature'/><category term='manchester united'/><category term='la liga'/><category term='architechture'/><category term='barcelona'/><category term='politics philippine philippines senatorial elections'/><category term='toma'/><category term='dasma'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='bojan'/><category term='eiahmiki'/><category term='ikuta toma'/><category term='student ad congress'/><category term='kimi patino'/><category term='ikuta'/><category term='foottball'/><category term='xxkimi'/><category term='fc barcelona'/><category term='de la salle'/><category term='crash'/><category term='champions league'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='english'/><category term='photography'/><category term='kagurasaka'/><category term='dogs'/><category term='crush'/><category term='valencia'/><category term='henry'/><category term='hate'/><category term='shirota'/><category term='trojan'/><category term='depression'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='kimi'/><category term='waterfalls'/><category term='yuu'/><category term='flood'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='hana kimi'/><category term='dasmarinas'/><category term='pain'/><category term='marketing'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='barca'/><category term='club music'/><title type='text'>† Perfect Anathema †</title><subtitle type='html'>Kimi Patino - the rants. the stories. the photos. the fucked up life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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>117</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-1415048548839242678</id><published>2008-05-08T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T02:31:54.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ LEAVING ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hEY!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long I will not update this page but I'm switching to LiveJournal for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to try LJ and see if it's going to be a better blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I will not delete this account and I'd probably still keep this and still customize this blog. I've already had a lot of stuff going on here so there's no point in completely changing blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ xxkimi starr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://xxkimistarr.livejournal.com"&gt;Proceed to My New Live Journal Blog&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-1415048548839242678?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/1415048548839242678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=1415048548839242678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1415048548839242678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1415048548839242678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/05/leaving.html' title='♥ LEAVING ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5455782086772828389</id><published>2008-05-05T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T03:42:24.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Photo Manipulation ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okay... so I'm an amateur photographer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've always wanted to experiment on photomanipulation. Unfortunately, most of the time I get all too hopeless to finish them cuz they suck and they look really awful (I think).&lt;br /&gt;So here's an attempt. For the first time, I've finished one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really simple but worth trying I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"The Past Haunts"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SB7jPYT0ezI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aEa69B2y1bY/s1600-h/The+Past+Haunts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SB7jPYT0ezI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aEa69B2y1bY/s400/The+Past+Haunts.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196840873395256114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stock info : &lt;a href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com/art/The-Past-Haunts-84779108"&gt;DA Submission&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5455782086772828389?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5455782086772828389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5455782086772828389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5455782086772828389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5455782086772828389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/05/photo-manipulation.html' title='♥ Photo Manipulation ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SB7jPYT0ezI/AAAAAAAAAOw/aEa69B2y1bY/s72-c/The+Past+Haunts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-6898503941892566484</id><published>2008-04-29T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:53:24.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fc barcelona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='champions league'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soccer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barcelona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manchester united'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='henry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foottball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='english'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bojan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barca'/><title type='text'>† FC Barcelona v Manchester United †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;My PC's still fucked up and it's 5am but I really need to blog this to at least relieve me of the tension inside my head and my heart is aching more than getting it broken cuz of a guy. This is one of those constant heartbreaks that kill me every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Everyone who know me well can tell just how much I love soccer &lt;/span&gt;- I wouldn't trade it for any other game in the world, not even F1. I've loved two teams so much that I can never ever choose between the two. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One if my German Bayern Munich and the other, my Spanish &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FC Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's been a while since I last blogged about soccer but this game just crushed me completely that I can't sleep right now. If I could only fly to Europe to watch all their games I would, and if I had the money, I will never regret spending a fortune for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.b90527ccc08244ff925fce3acbaf37a4.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd102.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=260&amp;amp;sig=p7VItWW90Mw6aT3iKzx7gA--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.b90527ccc08244ff925fce3acbaf37a4.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd102.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=260&amp;amp;sig=p7VItWW90Mw6aT3iKzx7gA--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[FC Barca fans!!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched the 2nd of the two games between &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-size:180%;" &gt;FC Barca and Manchester United&lt;/span&gt; a few hours earlier. It was a live broadcast at ESPN-Star. I always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wake up at around 2am to catch their live games&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I've missed school many times just to &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;see them play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. This is how devoted I am to soccer that I traveled home from my dorm back in my college days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was excited.&lt;/span&gt; The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first game between the two was 0-0 playing at &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Camp Nou &lt;/span&gt;giving Man Utd. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no advantage of an away goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an away goal is a goal scored by a team playing at their opponents home town. It has more value than a goal scored at home. This is applied only at certain games and never on local leagues&lt;/span&gt;). B&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arca played on maximum defense last week knowing that they will have the advantage today in Old Trafford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was completely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on favor to Barca like last week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt; I have to admit they were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not on their best&lt;/span&gt;. They had all chances to finish off Manchester. A draw would result to their win because of the away goals' rule. All they need is to score a goal or at least draw. Barca did good but not best. They managed to keep the ball in their possession more than Manchester did but they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never really did keep Van Der Saar busy &lt;/span&gt;at his goal making not much attempts to hit a goal on target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20080429/i/r3166404334.jpg?x=345&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=0Iu8jFOz5p057UTi7uiGiw--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/rids/20080429/i/r3166404334.jpg?x=345&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=0Iu8jFOz5p057UTi7uiGiw--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Iniesta in blue, FC Barca keeping the ball from Hargreaves, Man Utd]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.aad6c499f9274f88aaca8f8595180208.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd123.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=270&amp;amp;sig=yxbI1fjMwa6NnZ5J9DXIXQ--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.aad6c499f9274f88aaca8f8595180208.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd123.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=270&amp;amp;sig=yxbI1fjMwa6NnZ5J9DXIXQ--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Constant clash between Barca defender Zambrotta and Man Utd's C. Ronaldo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The worst part?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 minutes after the 1st half began, Scholes of Manchester Utd. hit the first and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;only score of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It was horrific. At first I thought there was still some way that Barcelona could win, afterall, it was only 14 minutes. The game went on as it is. No more goals and not much power until the final minutes. It really sucks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thierry Henry was put on play for Barca 30 minutes before stoppage time while Bojan (the great handsome 17 year old) was put in on the 71st minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustrating part of this is that Barca is a great team and they had so many chances to put the ball in. Puyol was defending quite good even if Marquez was missing... but the offense just wasn't good enough. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lionel Messi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was dangerous but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;didn't get much help from the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Iniesta, Deco and Xavi were just... there... it's really sad but I don't want to blame them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.586e02586e2247f88885b165cd3aa2cd.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd126.jpg?x=277&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=Xv2d93fXdqwriwKjOkSllg--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.586e02586e2247f88885b165cd3aa2cd.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd126.jpg?x=277&amp;amp;y=345&amp;amp;sig=Xv2d93fXdqwriwKjOkSllg--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[Lionel Messi, FC Barcelona]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Another thing that touched me more was during the final minutes of stoppage time (after Evra was taken out in a stretcher and the game was back on play), Valdez, my 2nd favorite goal keeper (next to Munich's Oliver Kahn whom I named my dog after), went to their half to take a chance and hit the ball as well. I feel so much for such actions... I felt more... mushy!! Tears poured harder from my eyes and I started sobbing louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.acda4cbf188a46368818bd3978908d0c.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd120.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=268&amp;amp;sig=wXPuH9OwdNJOQ3AvbL4Vkg--"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/ap/20080429/capt.acda4cbf188a46368818bd3978908d0c.britain_soccer_champions_league_lmd120.jpg?x=400&amp;amp;y=268&amp;amp;sig=wXPuH9OwdNJOQ3AvbL4Vkg--" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[El conquistador de mi corazon mi amor!! ♥ Victor Valdez, GK of Barca...]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;I just feel awful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a big fan of English football despite that almost all the people that I know who love football is and English fan, I'm definitely not. I admire Liverpool though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I pray for now is that Liverpool wins against Chelsea tomorrow so they would go to the finals on May 21 in Moscow and that they crush Manchester United dead.&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry Man Utd fans...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Final&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;1 - 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Machester United - FC Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;[photos: Yahoo News/Reuters]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxkimi©Starr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6898503941892566484?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6898503941892566484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6898503941892566484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6898503941892566484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6898503941892566484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/04/fc-barcelona-v-manchester-united.html' title='† FC Barcelona v Manchester United †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5039690867017237575</id><published>2008-04-28T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T03:44:01.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trojan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crash'/><title type='text'>† TROJAN VIRUS + PIRACY †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, I've been down for a few days now because so many things have happened and yeah, I haven't blogged much here and I sort of regret them in a way. Anyway, there are more updates over my multiply blog [here].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to go on with the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had two photo shoots recently, the latest being not yet processed and thankfully the first one was done. I will release it soon. Then last Friday, I was dying to get a crack for Cake Mania. Yeah, sue me if you can for being an internet pirate. So now loyalists, be happy cuz karma got me!! My PC got infected with a virus, a trojan most likely... And the PC started crashing and wouldn't connect to the internet. I could still use my programs though but having no connection with my browsers makes it useless... (uh, cuz I talk in the web, post stuff and all...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend helped me out and we tried everything from restoring my computer system up to installing Spybot and other stuff to get rid of that stupid glitch but to no avail. We started working on it Saturday midnight until I started bugging him early that Sunday until that evening. The last resort was reformatting my PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I didn't have any CD until I found my old Windows XP... 2001... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;due to desperation I booted my PC with my dear friend's help and *poof* suddenly I know how to do it after spending so much on paying someone to do such an easy task for me. I almost felt so stupid but there... it paid off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, there was a downside to it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The software was so Jurassic that I couldn't install my Photoshop CS3!!! x_X Now I got depressed and all... Then so much for downloading piracy and shit, I went out to buy myself Windows XP and MS Office only to find out that it was a DVD, not a CD and I didn't have a DVD ROM so I felt completely idiotic again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you may ask why bother with struggling with this shit. Softwares are not cheap. I'm not rich. Obviously, we need this stuff unless you still send your messages through snail mail waiting for the postman to arrive every whatever day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if only softwares can be cheaper, then I'd be more happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5039690867017237575?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5039690867017237575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5039690867017237575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5039690867017237575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5039690867017237575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/04/trojan-virus-piracy.html' title='† TROJAN VIRUS + PIRACY †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-782553808460969522</id><published>2008-04-16T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:10:30.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kagurasaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hana kimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shirota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yuu'/><title type='text'>♥ Hana Kimi ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've been watching Hana Kimi [the Japanese version] for quite a while now and I pretty much liked it more than the Taiwanese version despite the two networks who are airing them keep up the battle between which is better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway, I really like two guys in the series... Aside from the nice story they're the reasons I keep watching. Hahahah... They're so cute and funny. I've already read their profiles and they're just great. I find Japanese stuff really cool. I'm not a super anime fan, I've never even cosplayed but I always loved watching them especially those that built my childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I love the TV Series that they air here. I find their sense of humor really different from the usual kinds of funny antics that I see in Korean, Mandarin and local shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm soon going to post their photos on my &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/xheartstarsmikix"&gt;[Flickr]&lt;/a&gt;!! I just super &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Nakatsu" - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikuta Toma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SAa-cZqkuJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bcGQctG6_T8/s1600-h/1841501753_d0a8c6dd4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SAa-cZqkuJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bcGQctG6_T8/s320/1841501753_d0a8c6dd4d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190045015726143634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Kagurazaka" - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shirota Yuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SAa-cpqkuKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VjEIHFz_8iY/s1600-h/smag12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SAa-cpqkuKI/AAAAAAAAAMw/VjEIHFz_8iY/s320/smag12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190045020021110946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxkimi©starr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-782553808460969522?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/782553808460969522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=782553808460969522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/782553808460969522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/782553808460969522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/04/hana-kimi.html' title='♥ Hana Kimi ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/SAa-cZqkuJI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bcGQctG6_T8/s72-c/1841501753_d0a8c6dd4d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-8342492529458513869</id><published>2008-04-13T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T23:51:16.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I'm A MySpace Whore ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so add me!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/eiahmiki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[myspace.com/eiahmiki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/eiahmiki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[myspace.com/eiahmiki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/eiahmiki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[myspace.com/eiahmiki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/eiahmiki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[myspace.com/eiahmiki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://myspace.com/eiahmiki"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[myspace.com/eiahmiki]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8342492529458513869?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://myspace.com/eiahmiki' title='♥ I&apos;m A MySpace Whore ♥'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8342492529458513869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8342492529458513869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8342492529458513869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8342492529458513869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-myspace-whore.html' title='♥ I&apos;m A MySpace Whore ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3605100909603125476</id><published>2008-04-10T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:49:49.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Photo Day Set 3 Release ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Okay, I've already posted the final part of the Photo Day Set @ Mae's...&lt;br /&gt;There isn't really any theme in it, just fashion and come whatever. So three sets all released but they were all taken in &lt;strong&gt;December 2007&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;view full set here to view higher resolution photos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;[&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/98"&gt;matapobre&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/92"&gt;set 1&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/94"&gt;set 2&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/97"&gt;set 3&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/MatapobreBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/MatapobreBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Matapobre"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/M1208C4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/M1208C4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/K1208C1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/K1208C1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/EM1208B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/EM1208B1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/E1208C1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/E1208C1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/TC120807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/TC120807.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 © xxkimi photography&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3605100909603125476?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3605100909603125476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3605100909603125476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3605100909603125476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3605100909603125476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/04/photo-day-set-3-release.html' title='♥ Photo Day Set 3 Release ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/fotogrphie/th_MatapobreBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-8453926486615678445</id><published>2008-04-06T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:52:48.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ New Flickr Account ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just had my Flickr account. I've already had that account for like a year now but I barely opened it cuz I have a photo limit and I couldn't make as many sets as I wanted. I left the account and hadn't reopened it until yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I looked at the Go Pro option and thought that $24/year is pretty cheap considering that I have unlimited options. I really wanted to reopen my flickr account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My &lt;strong&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/strong&gt; gallery contains most of my chosen photos and does not include snap shots and photos of me and my friends and my dogs or anything not artistis. In other words, no photos without sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then, my &lt;strong&gt;Multiply &lt;/strong&gt;is my means of connecting to people. I don't have a lot of contacts there but it's the site I use for all my photos, my blog, thoughts, projects and basically everything. I don't really find Myspace and Friendster that helpful when it comes to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Finally... &lt;strong&gt;Flickr.&lt;/strong&gt; This site would primarily be my gallery. I find it easier to organize and categorize now. Unlike multiply that has only one photo page and all the albums there are organized randomly or how they were uploaded, my Flickr is categorized by year and the kind of photos or art in each collection or set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So there, Multiply - for friends with lotsa love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Flickr is for every one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/xheartstarsmikix"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;view my Flickr now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note: If you guys have an account there, do add me up!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥♥xxkimi©starr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8453926486615678445?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://flickr.com/photos/xheartstarsmikix' title='♥ New Flickr Account ♥'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8453926486615678445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8453926486615678445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8453926486615678445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8453926486615678445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-flickr-account.html' title='♥ New Flickr Account ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-151837352681732236</id><published>2008-03-27T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:08:22.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hana kimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ikuta toma'/><title type='text'>♥ Products of Depression &amp; Anxiety ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmmm... it's not such a bad thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday I kinda freaked out and I fought with both Jess and Bobby which was really mean of me. I didn't have any good reason but I really freaked out. Being at home is taking its toll. I'm used to being out the house with my friends and always doing something and being here at home doing the same things over and over again is kinda creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To kill time, I'm finishing my website and I plan to finish on Sunday so I could officially re-launch it on Monday. Hmm... Just a few more days. I think it's gonna be fine. I could now remove the annoying "Under Construction" line on the home page. I'm no longer using Weebly to create my site. Since my PC has very low memory and I cannot install either Fireworks or Dreamweaver, I'm making my site the super old school way - pure HTML and basic CSS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There, there... some updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also... I'm obsessing over Ikuta Toma. So hot!!&lt;br /&gt;I saw him in Hana Kimi (yeah, Kimi... but no, there's no Kimi Character there).&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, I was watching the series and he just like made me go...&lt;br /&gt;whoa!! Hahahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Photos courtesy of Tomalover on Flicker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uohC4GcrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jcQ5tyVorP0/s1600-h/1841501753_d0a8c6dd4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uohC4GcrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jcQ5tyVorP0/s400/1841501753_d0a8c6dd4d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182421081881211570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uohC4GcsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/iKI7Ie5cpy8/s1600-h/2075291024_6461fed6de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uohC4GcsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/iKI7Ie5cpy8/s400/2075291024_6461fed6de.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182421081881211586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uoiS4GctI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PJh66llyGII/s1600-h/1814508696_8648a1fa5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uoiS4GctI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PJh66llyGII/s400/1814508696_8648a1fa5a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182421103356048082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uoiS4GcuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/e-OZrT7cwek/s1600-h/2075291564_e7bcedb6eb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uoiS4GcuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/e-OZrT7cwek/s400/2075291564_e7bcedb6eb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182421103356048098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;xxkimi©starr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-151837352681732236?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/151837352681732236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=151837352681732236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/151837352681732236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/151837352681732236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/03/products-of-depression-anxiety.html' title='♥ Products of Depression &amp; Anxiety ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-uohC4GcrI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jcQ5tyVorP0/s72-c/1841501753_d0a8c6dd4d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-4626344143358978499</id><published>2008-03-22T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T04:48:54.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† ENVY †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Okay, this is a very old set. I've taken it together with the other photos for my Photography Class Portfolio. Theme for these four pics is "Move Around A Subject" so yeah, I didn't move anything here for any of these shots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGC4GcnI/AAAAAAAAALo/wjuaGlzG_Gw/s1600-h/3R+around.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGC4GcnI/AAAAAAAAALo/wjuaGlzG_Gw/s400/3R+around.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180521761443574386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGS4GcoI/AAAAAAAAALw/MuONdLS9d7w/s1600-h/3R+AROUND2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGS4GcoI/AAAAAAAAALw/MuONdLS9d7w/s400/3R+AROUND2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180521765738541698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGi4GcpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KkRw6XeXTbw/s1600-h/3R+AROUND3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGi4GcpI/AAAAAAAAAL4/KkRw6XeXTbw/s400/3R+AROUND3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180521770033509010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpHC4GcqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/h1fxOmlQ1X4/s1600-h/3R+AROUND4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpHC4GcqI/AAAAAAAAAMA/h1fxOmlQ1X4/s400/3R+AROUND4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180521778623443618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENVY&lt;/span&gt; is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things are in my head right now - graduation, goodbye friends, hello world and blah blah blah bullshit. But then there are also so many plans going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there goes envy invading my mind. Let's just say there are some photographer as young (old) as me who go around and do the things that I would love to do myself. Yes, it's complete envy but it's not the type of envy that makes me want to grind them or anything. I just feel sort of deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so unfortunate in a way... I mean, I can do a lot of things but I just don't have some of the things that I need to get me through. I think that this is also the result of staying too much at home without getting out. Oh the vacation boredom. Wait, I have no vacation anymore! I'm a graduate!! Darn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some frustrations that are killing me right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't even afford to buy an SLR&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't have friends that would go out with me on photoshoots whenever wherever - me and my very chosen friends who conduct shoots with me have very tight schedules etc..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm always broke!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My PC's RAM is so small that I can't even install Dreamweaver. T_T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Now, those are just four... sub-frustrations not included...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAAAHHHHH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I just want to get a good job, invest on a good DSLR camera, find a good continuous schedule for photoshoots with my friends and new people included, meet more people, and have the money to travel and just snap that shutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a more detailed Frustration List - &lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/76"&gt;[click here]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;♥♥xxkimi©Starr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4626344143358978499?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4626344143358978499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4626344143358978499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4626344143358978499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4626344143358978499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/03/envy.html' title='† ENVY †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R-TpGC4GcnI/AAAAAAAAALo/wjuaGlzG_Gw/s72-c/3R+around.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-4370992847344513162</id><published>2008-03-07T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T04:27:07.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† No More Blondie †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;gaaaaaaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to blog this here two days ago but I did it in my Multiply so you can check it out there if you want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair blond, but not very blond, somewhat like blond brown whatever... and I did that two months ago. Even before I could post a decent shot of me with that, I already had to dye it a darker shade cuz I have a job interview. Guess what, I need to look formal. Oh crap, who would've thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me... huhu!&lt;br /&gt;I can't even say now that it's my NEW HAIR cuz before I could, it's already OLD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9EzJHrqpWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9fd9hjNoEgA/s1600-h/DSC06801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9EzJHrqpWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9fd9hjNoEgA/s400/DSC06801.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174973678599447906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like... haven't even enjoyed this yet!! x_X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9EzJXrqpXI/AAAAAAAAALY/bjjUNkOJJ3U/s1600-h/im+a+school+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9EzJXrqpXI/AAAAAAAAALY/bjjUNkOJJ3U/s400/im+a+school+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174973682894415218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9E0F3rqpYI/AAAAAAAAALg/koM9XzXUJgI/s1600-h/DSC09215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9E0F3rqpYI/AAAAAAAAALg/koM9XzXUJgI/s400/DSC09215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174974722276500866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And why is it that I look like a guy whenever I have dark hair!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4370992847344513162?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/74' title='† No More Blondie †'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4370992847344513162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4370992847344513162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4370992847344513162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4370992847344513162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/03/no-more-blondie.html' title='† No More Blondie †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R9EzJHrqpWI/AAAAAAAAALQ/9fd9hjNoEgA/s72-c/DSC06801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-1854331225701524781</id><published>2008-02-16T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T06:37:29.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poke Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Fat | Ugly | Broke | Unwanted | Rejected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm just so totally depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pano ba namang hindi...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah basta!! Mababaw lang pero nakakalungkot. &lt;/span&gt;It's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even graduated yet but so many things are already in my head - doubts, fears, envy, uncertainty, obligations... they're all on my shoulders and I just don't know where to start. The employment bullshit has been bothering me for months now. I know that I have the skills blah blah blah but there are so many other things that keep me from believing myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, damn it - right now I just lost all my confidence and I reckon that the only reason I am so arrogant and outspoken is to hide these insecurities that I have inside. The reason that I dress up like I do, very much different from the typical in this "conservative" country , is to make my own identity and be not associated with the common. Then, now, I just lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a photographer, a professional one. This afternoon my photography prof just invited me for a workshop. Just like the other invites and opportunities (like working for Ftv), I lied and said I'd come but silently turning the offer down. I don't even have a fucking SLR, how could I even bother to come. I told my aunt that and said there's nothing we could do. The next comment was from my mom saying "I'm trying to make a career that only the rich could do".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I just fell face down and broke my neck... UNliterally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do things here just have to be so fucking expensive that I can't even afford a camera!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, there... I was thinking. Somehow she was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I can be a photographer if I really want right after I graduate. I can live on my own, live the life that most of them do - trials and errors while going through so much before actually making it. But then I have to consider ALL THE OBLIGATIONS THAT I HAVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there... there... just stare at the ceiling for a while and think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-1854331225701524781?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/1854331225701524781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=1854331225701524781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1854331225701524781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1854331225701524781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/02/poke-me.html' title='Poke Me'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-629003782503861481</id><published>2008-02-09T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:28:00.622-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de la salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dlsu'/><title type='text'>♥ Paving My Way ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fully Alive &gt;flyleaf&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more weeks of school and it's conceptually over. I'd be sitting back waiting for thee days before graduation to pass then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd be tossing my toga and be crying with my friends marking an end of a milestone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sort of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;scares me in a way&lt;/span&gt; - graduation and entering the big world is something very different. Fe and I have been talking about getting a job and stuff and it's pretty scary especially for kids like us who give a lot of effort on our career. Getting into the Advertising Industry is quite hard but ironically, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my prof in photography gave me more hope&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought I wouldn't like her. But as usual, I always end up liking the person I used to despise the most. So turns out, I'm liking my photography professor a lot. S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he was checking out my photos and complimented &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that I had a career in advertising&lt;/span&gt; and I was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told her, I don't have an SLR yet so she said I could start off small and get big through time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She said I could start as a photographer's assistant and stuff like that&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At first, it sort of crushed my pride but then I thought she's right.&lt;/span&gt; I mean, not everyone is given equal chances to be what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to hear that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;other people landed a big job title right after graduation&lt;/span&gt; or got this big fame out of blah blah blah and the sudden big thing just bulged on their front door footsteps. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Unfortunately, not all people get those chances especially if you're just one of those average kids like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have to accept the fact that I'm still more of average rather than really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;special.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It sucks but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I know I'm nothing extra special&lt;/span&gt; to get extra chances so I have to start off small and leave my dreams for a while and accept that reality is indeed very different from my illusions (that suddenly I'm given a Creative Director offer!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;start off at scratch again like how I started in college&lt;/span&gt; and end up where I am right now, I'd do it. In college &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I started off a big loser&lt;/span&gt; neglected from the Accountancy Program and now I think I've got pretty great opportunities being in Marketing - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;being in the team for StratMark and PANA and getting the high grades in Advertising and stuff... who knows it might not take long before I become what I want to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time to step on my pride and pave my way from dirt and shit to be what I've always dreamed of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-629003782503861481?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/629003782503861481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=629003782503861481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/629003782503861481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/629003782503861481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/02/paving-my-way.html' title='&amp;hearts; Paving My Way &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-416730833435313820</id><published>2008-02-01T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:42:41.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Banner Ads... LOL ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okay, since I can't post these ads on my DLSU blog,&lt;br /&gt;here they are on my official blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://threechimneys.vze.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 60px;" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/dlsu-project/3c-banneradkimi.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Chimneys Catering Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Web Design Client&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hottopic.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 60px;" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/dlsu-project/hottopic-banneradkimi.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot Topic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOTE This is not an official Hot Topic Banner Ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This only my project for Internet Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LameO's I think.&lt;br /&gt;But cheerios though...&lt;br /&gt;0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-416730833435313820?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/416730833435313820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=416730833435313820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/416730833435313820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/416730833435313820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/02/banner-ads-lol.html' title='&amp;hearts; Banner Ads... LOL &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/dlsu-project/th_3c-banneradkimi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-2598528836091423471</id><published>2008-01-30T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T06:48:04.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Metamorphic Dreams †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Gaaahhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm still not feeling that "okay". I've blogged something about this thing going on about me... (&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/67"&gt;see blog&lt;/a&gt;).  I feel like I'm still in dream world. I'm not really sure why I feel like this - as if so many things are going on inside my head. Hmm... perhaps there are many things going on in my brain and I find so many pretty pebbles stuck on the sediments &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inside my cerebellum&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CExE-pMLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1KwDdKHhwts/s1600-h/sig-DSC03959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CExE-pMLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1KwDdKHhwts/s320/sig-DSC03959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161271151651532978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's say it goes like this - &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;graduation is really near&lt;/span&gt;. It's like in two months (so yeah, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; really near x_X) and I feel like the world ends there. I mean, welcome reality and here I am trying to make something out of myself aside from the usual things that I do for school. That turns me a little uptight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not supposed to be thinking about these things yet but at the same time it gets me really excited too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never really dreamed&lt;/span&gt; of being a model. I mean, I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; have the perfect skin, the perfect bod, the perfect smile or even the perfect hair but sometimes I thought I wish I could be but cross that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What I want is to be a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;photographer&lt;/span&gt; as we all know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency Series just this evening and I was rather impressed by the photographs taken. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's the reason I enjoy watching modeling series on TV&lt;/span&gt;. I don't really mind my "modeling frustration" but i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t's the photographs that drives me mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CEZ0-pMKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4n3b1lMyl7E/s1600-h/my+wonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 499px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CEZ0-pMKI/AAAAAAAAAKo/4n3b1lMyl7E/s320/my+wonderland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161270752219574434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an SLR and suddenly my aunt said that I should've told them that before I bought the compact cam that I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That drove me partially nuts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I did tell them that but they said... we can buy that after you graduate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I got more frustrated but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the Sony DSC-W35 is working well with me&lt;/span&gt;. So I was rethinking the plans that I have when I graduate. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think I'm going to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;skip my plan to take up my Masteral Degree&lt;/span&gt; in DLSU-Taft some three years from now&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah, I made up my mind&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm going to take up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photography&lt;/span&gt; in UP&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No joke&lt;/span&gt;! I'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fucking serious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... maybe in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three years time&lt;/span&gt; or so I'd go to UP though I don't plan to actually graduate there. I mean, I'm fine being an undergrad for as long as I have taken the basic courses that I need. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I simply want &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be good in photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CH50-pMMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_9GxCcEfz1k/s1600-h/xxkimi-personalad+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CH50-pMMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_9GxCcEfz1k/s320/xxkimi-personalad+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161274600510271682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obviously, I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'m really going to pursue a career in photography and advertising&lt;/span&gt;. No, this will not be a frustration and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this dream will not be sediments in my brain that will soon &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;become metamorphic dreams&lt;/span&gt; after realizing it will not come true.&lt;/span&gt; No, this photography and advertising thing is not like a frustrated love story that I usually go through like those metamorphic granites in my heart engraved with boys' names together with the hurt and curses that went along with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just too excited to pursue my dreams that they become frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yyyep... that's it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, to cut things short - three years! That my personal limit before a dream becomes metamorphic. Three years.... and probably more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2598528836091423471?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2598528836091423471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2598528836091423471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2598528836091423471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2598528836091423471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/metamorphic-dreams.html' title='† Metamorphic Dreams †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R6CExE-pMLI/AAAAAAAAAKw/1KwDdKHhwts/s72-c/sig-DSC03959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-4098477391953839858</id><published>2008-01-27T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T08:29:00.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Respect Copyrights Please! †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Original Blog - &lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/66"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I've written about this and have posted this on my multiply like I usually do but this time around I won't be repeating the same post there. I'm just gonna tell a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really pissed off last saturday in our photography class. We passed our assignments - 13 kinds of compositions and then our prof would choose the best shots to be placed in our portfolios. I was one of the first ten to get looked at so I was behind my prof most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, as she browsed through my other classmate's works, something surprised me big time. A shot that I took came out of her submissions and was even chosen to be placed in her portfolio. At first, it felt like a big joke but then I felt really horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, first I wasn't asked for any permission. Note, I copyright all my work. Then she claimed it as hers and got credit for that! Come one!! That sucks! Call me selfish or whatever but people using something yours without your knowledge is something horrible. Many may think that it's just a simple photograph but I put a lot of dedication and love in my photos. They mean so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Uggghhh!! Anyway, I hope she gets to read my blog and have the decency to remove my photo. Consider that she's one of my good friends, she totally disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxkimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4098477391953839858?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/66' title='† Respect Copyrights Please! †'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4098477391953839858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4098477391953839858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4098477391953839858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4098477391953839858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/respect-copyrights-please.html' title='† Respect Copyrights Please! †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7971390251262337829</id><published>2008-01-20T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:15:33.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† I Hate Being Sick †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Ooookay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm so sick!! Yeah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been sick since yesterday and it sucks&lt;/span&gt;. I missed my OJT today so it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wahaha... don't ask why. Darn... our OJT in Hyundai will soon end. Aww I'm sure gonna miss the days. And speaking of "End" we're graduating so that makes me even more... sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway... with nothing to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn9U6_jnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8n95VJMdoIc/s1600-h/my+wonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn9U6_jnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8n95VJMdoIc/s320/my+wonderland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157791407787708018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn906_joI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Yr26Ja5-qCk/s1600-h/wait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn906_joI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Yr26Ja5-qCk/s320/wait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157791416377642626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn-E6_jpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iKzz5L335VY/s1600-h/highrise-sig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn-E6_jpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/iKzz5L335VY/s320/highrise-sig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157791420672609938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn-U6_jqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dlCK4bMD2jg/s1600-h/the+sky+is+burning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn-U6_jqI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/dlCK4bMD2jg/s320/the+sky+is+burning.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157791424967577250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;To view more, check out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com/"&gt;DA - click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On the other hand, I hate hate hate being sick and confined at home. I really feel like I can't do anything. Even putting signatures on my photos becomes a task, with my head all groggy and moving around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hell, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;some people are also big liars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Yeah, I confronted someone who talks shit about me and he even had the guts to deny everything and make me look bad. Oh come on. He even said that I don't have the right to judge him... duh! His life revolves in alcohol and drugs and he talks more shit than ever. I don't need to know everything about him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I judge him as he tells me his shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;He said he never called me a bitch. As if he wouldn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm used to being called a bitch and I can't blame them for doing so. Hell do I care about what people think of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The important thing is that the people around me know and appreciate the things I do despite this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5QolU6_jrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/pt9OHosbWtY/s1600-h/my+favourite+drug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5QolU6_jrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/pt9OHosbWtY/s320/my+favourite+drug.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157792094982475442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh well, he's a waste of time. I just shared the experience... =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Then then then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Two nights ago I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;playing detective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;. Man, me and I friends can create our own CSI team. Yep! No forensics. We do it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;oldschool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;! All you need are fast eyes, good ears, and a very prolific way of researching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Shettt.... finding out about this person just made me freak out! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh well well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:180%;" &gt;MY hair is back to blond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I bleached it so that when I put the brown color, it would look good but after bleaching it, I felt like I don't want to dye it brown anymore so I kept it this way for now. I'm going to see how my hair goes tomorrow at school. If it goes bad (and they say... *** is not gonna like that so bad!) I'll dye it brown. If it goes fine... then I'd die it before graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;NU HAIR, Bedhead:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qp-k6_jsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6D1mDj3vFyo/s1600-h/DSC06040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qp-k6_jsI/AAAAAAAAAKg/6D1mDj3vFyo/s320/DSC06040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157793628285800130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxkimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7971390251262337829?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7971390251262337829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7971390251262337829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7971390251262337829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7971390251262337829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='† I Hate Being Sick †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R5Qn9U6_jnI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/8n95VJMdoIc/s72-c/my+wonderland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-3843099121373947314</id><published>2008-01-19T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T05:33:54.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Getting Over †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I'll just dream of you tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deep into a distant where no one minds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where everyone says they'll understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but I can't take it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't even close my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe I'll just dream of this tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drivers taken to a land that no one finds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where everyone says they'll understand me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A sleeping cancer never cured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't even close my eyes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- FASPITCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, my favorite lines - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life's a bitch so fuck the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! The weather is driving me nuts again. I love the weather just like this, it brings out the tragedy in my being and I'm confined into my personal isolation despite being with my friends and I end up being over dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melodrama... maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell... I'll get over this. Soon? Maybe... or will I not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are just not meant to be. And I end up... in the place that no one finds, only I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3843099121373947314?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3843099121373947314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3843099121373947314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3843099121373947314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3843099121373947314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/maybe-ill-just-dream-of-you-tonight.html' title='† Getting Over †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6017999024049399217</id><published>2008-01-14T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T09:22:04.459-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Stop †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I should stop living in this dream. It's just a mere fantasy that will never come to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But stopping is the hardest part...&lt;br /&gt;knowing that nothing will ever be true and once I stop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6017999024049399217?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6017999024049399217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6017999024049399217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6017999024049399217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6017999024049399217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/stop.html' title='† Stop †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7043244392978072460</id><published>2008-01-12T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T18:55:07.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† It's Alright Kids... †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Okay, my hard drive's memory is really... small. And I'm pretty pissed off cuz it's almost all used up!! No wonder my PC keeps crashing. HAhaha... Now I have two problems - new HD and additional RAM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Ugh ugh ugh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Sunday morning. What should I say?? There's nothing new and yesterday wasn't anything different or what. I'm still the same old desperate pathetic me. Oh yeah, I saw lots of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EmoFucks&lt;/span&gt; in the mall cuz &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slapshock was there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No offense alright&lt;/span&gt;, but you probably know what I mean about the broad definition of real music lovers, stylish and expressive kids, and the wannabees who simply go with the flow. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So if you were caught in the "Ouch"-moment, you would probably fall under the wannabee category.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Jess and I saw these bunch of kids and I said, "hey look, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;emofucks&lt;/span&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he stared at me, "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you dress up like them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me laugh &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;hysterically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh yeah... I do&lt;/span&gt;." Then I said to him, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeah... haha. I want to not because everybody's like that. I don't even have friends who dress up like me. Except for those new ones that I've met over the net&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you dislike them so much, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why dress up like them&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't dress up like this because of them. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I wear what I wear cuz I want to, not because my friends do or because anyone else do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I've done things cuz I love doing them. I've cut my hair, done my makeup like this, and do all this shit for years... even before those kids evolved into what they are now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh... okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess probably thinks I'm defensive. Well, I guess I am. I don't like being labeled and compared to them. I mean, those kids just love being called this and that and ugh! That makes them happy!? Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm just being over-stereotypical and that makes me just like them&lt;/span&gt;. Hahaha... Oh well, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a heart for scene kids... so to make things clear - those that I dislike are the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kids who come to gigs all dressed up in the "emo fashion" kind of thing but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they're just there cuz a friend of their friends' friends was there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Kids who come to gigs because... it's a gig! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not the music&lt;/span&gt;, it's the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;scene&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Kids who look like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a clone of the one sitting next to them&lt;/span&gt; (and take note, &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;they make a line longer than that found in grocery stores&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;4. Kids who suddenly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change appearances&lt;/span&gt; - see that &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;f the trend next year is kids with no hair, you'd see their heads shaven already&lt;/span&gt;. Bye bye so-called "emo lifestyle" and "wrist-cutting nights" (these are for wannabees gets?)...&lt;br /&gt;5. Kids who love to criticize but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't even know their roots!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/52/emoFUCK_Part_II_-_The_Story_of_A_Rocker_Wannabee_Inside_a_Bus"&gt;see EmoFuck Part II&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Kids who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't even know their music&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and finally&lt;br /&gt;7. Kids who&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; listen to the "Emo Music" ONLY&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why!?&lt;/span&gt; Cuz &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;they've confined themselves in a narrowminded aspect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. These are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the children who think that if you're emo, you listen to emo; if you're metal, you listen to metal; and nothing follows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;music is expression of self&lt;/span&gt;. It is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not the thing that identifies you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;You identify your music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. If you listen to one genre and listen to another, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it doesn't mean that you're a poser or a wannabee.&lt;/span&gt; It simply means that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you know how to appreciate different genres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would like to expand this more in my next entry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;xxxkimi fucks up again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cheerios!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;for critiques, offensive shit and everything, email me at rak125jk@yahoo.com.ph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7043244392978072460?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7043244392978072460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7043244392978072460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7043244392978072460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7043244392978072460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-alright-kids.html' title='† It&apos;s Alright Kids... †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2747108465906009430</id><published>2008-01-12T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:29:23.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I wish I could be... ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I wish I could be so many things...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Yeah, for a while I've been really not myself and I'm sort of scaring myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Err.. school has just started and I'm bored to death. Really, really bored to death. We didn't do much. We had our exams today is two subjects, Sir Dwight wasn't around and perhaps never will be after his tragic accident - it'll take months before he recovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Then, all I could think of is nothing really cuz I'm so fucking bored and nothing crosses my mind. Even my spelling is so bad I have to backspace + retype. Stupid. Arrg!! Some things are just killing me... x_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You are everything I ever wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All the things I dreamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But all of that remains in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Because I know that in reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;We can never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Yeah I know all these illusions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;are just mine - it's just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;You were never in touch with my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;All the lies for me to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;trust is we can never be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2747108465906009430?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2747108465906009430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2747108465906009430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2747108465906009430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2747108465906009430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-wish-i-could-be.html' title='&amp;hearts; I wish I could be... &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7223810215668829414</id><published>2008-01-07T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:09:40.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Happy Birthday Mom &amp; Aunt! ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Wow!! They're old.. hahaha... time flies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;It's my mom and my aunt's 54th birthday today. They're twins but look very differently NOW. They're so different now, my mom's much bigger and my aunt is much thinner. Hehehe.. But I love them both, they're my two moms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww yeah time flies. I was browsing around and found my other blogs. I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"wow!"&lt;/span&gt; I have so many other blogs back then. I think I've made more than 10 blogs but now I'm just maintaining this one. I'm still thinking if I'm going to keep my blog in LJ but probably not. Hmm.. but maybe I will, I like that site... I was thinking that maybe I'll just put photos there and the stories here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Puede... puede...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, I was searching random stuff in Yahoo like my name and my friend's names to see what would come out. Then I searched my photographer alias which I used so much in the past - eiahmiki. It was funny cuz the auto-suggest in Yahoo finished the whole "eiahmiki" and my sites came out. Hahaha, who would've thought that I used that name too much that it appeared in Yahoo's auto-suggest already. Now I'm thinking about using that again as much as I could but I've already put the "xxkimi" signature more often now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7223810215668829414?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7223810215668829414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7223810215668829414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7223810215668829414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7223810215668829414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-mom-aunt.html' title='&amp;hearts; Happy Birthday Mom &amp; Aunt! &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2519308550374574582</id><published>2008-01-06T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T06:25:07.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Got Me... ††</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I just related myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was right but I denied it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just rough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2519308550374574582?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2519308550374574582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2519308550374574582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2519308550374574582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2519308550374574582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-got-me.html' title='You Got Me... ††'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2625508915680960660</id><published>2008-01-01T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T19:13:08.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilkommen Zwei tausend und achtGluckliches neues Jahr!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh!! I haven't updated yesterday but anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY NU YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our new year at home was quite simple. To be really honest, I somehow envied some of my friends and other people that I know who go home with their super extended family line, meeting up with a lot of relatives and stuff. But then, I'm still happy celebrating with my bro, aunt and my mom. I also spent most of the night with Jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/xx-nuyear08/DSC04960.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- me and my crazy bro! --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/xx-nuyear08/DSC04959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ LOVE ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;BBQ and Beer!! We had some BBQ going on and a huge slab of chicken. Not much to cook, I even forgot to fry the siomai!! And it's still in the fridge right now, approximately two days after I made them. Now they're all hard and... dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hmm.. I didn't get drunk though. A can and half was enough (or else my mom would freak out). She doesn't like me drinking when she's around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fireworks and firecrackers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I had a good time scaring my dogs but I realized that they're learning to cope up with it. hehehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One thing that I also noticed was that there were few fireworks and firecrackers lit up around our place. Unlike the past years, it was more quiet so it was like, a little sad for me. It didn't matter much though, I don't often mingle with neighbors since I frankly don't like most of them. I was thinking, next year I'd have nice fireworks in the sky instead of firecrackers. I'm going to buy my brother some cool pyrotechs that would also satisfy the lens of my camera - hopefully an SLR by that time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh well, that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And for starters, visit my updated DA site!! I've got a subscription!! Woohoooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2625508915680960660?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2625508915680960660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2625508915680960660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2625508915680960660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2625508915680960660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2008/01/wilkommen-zwei-tausend-und-acht.html' title='Wilkommen Zwei tausend und acht&lt;br&gt;Gluckliches neues Jahr!'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/xx-nuyear08/th_DSC04960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-4533523396583253788</id><published>2007-12-30T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T07:10:49.495-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† More Fear †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I have blogged in my multiply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I am nothing but scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year is fast approaching and so is my graduation and all. Right now I'm really scared of the real world. I have so many dreams that I am just so scared that I wouldn't be what I have always wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really consuming... being a perfectionist doesn't help. It adds up to the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4533523396583253788?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/journal/item/59' title='† More Fear †'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4533523396583253788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4533523396583253788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4533523396583253788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4533523396583253788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-fear.html' title='† More Fear †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3540243653104159136</id><published>2007-12-27T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T19:52:42.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Insanity †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are everything I ever wanted…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am hopelessly believing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take my breath away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m constantly dreaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Your smile is enough to complete my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You don't even have to speak...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, this is my obsession.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Fear not, fear not this freak.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3540243653104159136?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3540243653104159136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3540243653104159136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3540243653104159136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3540243653104159136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/insanity.html' title='† Insanity †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6245460580524402708</id><published>2007-12-24T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:48:42.366-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimi patino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xxkimi'/><title type='text'>† As Usual, Back to Nothing †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm... tomorrow's Christmas but like the past few years, I haven't felt its spirit. I haven't even wrapped my presents for them. Ugh. I don't really know why. Maybe it's just because I'm so tired, stressed out and fucked up with my life, and maybe cuz I'm broke... I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I've finished putting my signatures on some photos... Here's some for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Click the link above to get to my multiply account and view them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvM06_jkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/E3Ijp-MXr98/s1600-h/its+called+a+smile-bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvM06_jkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/E3Ijp-MXr98/s320/its+called+a+smile-bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147736640239668802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvNE6_jlI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CTH0iKxcHDg/s1600-h/the+only+apple+of+my+eye-signed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvNE6_jlI/AAAAAAAAAJk/CTH0iKxcHDg/s320/the+only+apple+of+my+eye-signed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147736644534636114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvNU6_jmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yhGWTcWgbWI/s1600-h/subtle+smile+of+absolute+joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvNU6_jmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/yhGWTcWgbWI/s320/subtle+smile+of+absolute+joy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147736648829603426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/70"&gt;Click here to view entire album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6245460580524402708?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/70' title='† As Usual, Back to Nothing †'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6245460580524402708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6245460580524402708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6245460580524402708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6245460580524402708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-usual-back-to-nothing.html' title='† As Usual, Back to Nothing †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R3BvM06_jkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/E3Ijp-MXr98/s72-c/its+called+a+smile-bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-8380423457598862505</id><published>2007-12-23T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T08:33:26.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Final Collge Christmas Party ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This makes me really wanna cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, December 22 2007, we had our final Christmas party as college students at Ray's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great even if a few weren't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went there with Fe and Jenie and met up with Pimi at Jollibee Zapote. We waited for a long while and the street kids were dying to get piso from us! It was funny cuz I started taking photos of them and they instantly posed. Hmmm... No wonder Master Tracky loves taking their shots. I enjoyed it too though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we got over Ray's house, there were lots of food. My contribution was all worth it! I ate like three times and Mac even said I should pay 500 for that! hahahah... Can you blame me, they taste great! It started that afternoon then we had games too! I handled the games and it was all funny teaming up "love teams" especially Senen and Emjae. The funny bone game was the best... "the guy's chin on the girl's nose" while they were already in a romantic position!! I will soon upload everything in my multiply account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that evening we had some drinks and I gave my cp to Fe, knowing I might start texting someone that I shouldn't and end up really mortified. I already typed something and if I ever sent that, it's the end of my career. Hahahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain everything. The feeling was great, I sang all night. I never wanted that night to end. I just want to keep everything that way forever. Hopefully when we graduate, things would still be the same. I know many of us won't get to come anymore. I'm scared I might not be able to come either especially if I leave the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my friends... and I'm getting really mushy right now.&lt;br /&gt;They're the guys that accepted everything that I am. And I'm so thankful that they are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;There was also a commotion. Renz' girlfriend freaked out and got more mad when I reenacted her acts. Hahaha... I didn't know that she was still there and she saw everything that I did. Hehe.. Well, as for us she shouldn't have acted like that cuz we're not her friends. At least have the decency to be polite, right? Sorry Renz, but you're GF is just not the kind of girl that I would like for you... But then I support my dear Renz cuz it's love but as for the girl... Hahahahhahahah... sue me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There there...&lt;br /&gt;We went home quite early. We left at about 9pm and by 10pm I was already here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MKAZeenko rocks... as always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8380423457598862505?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8380423457598862505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8380423457598862505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8380423457598862505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8380423457598862505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/final-collge-christmas-party.html' title='&amp;hearts; Final Collge Christmas Party &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4202290974784971421</id><published>2007-12-20T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T19:27:27.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Again...  Welcome to Deathdom †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm here again in Hyundai Alabang, consuming yet another eight hours for my OJT Practicum. I shouldn't be bored but I find myself completely wanting to go home and desperate to accomplish what I really came here for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everything is just so boring. There aren't much clients. Ms. Celle isn't here. So many other people aren't here and I feel so alone without Mhy with Jenie stuck on the other side of the building. I really just want to finish this day and meet my mom at the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It feels really awkward. Everything feels so different and as usual I'm fucking exagerating everything since I really feel awful over this shit. And it sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Why!? Why!?????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Depression sinks in again. Welcome Deathdom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4202290974784971421?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4202290974784971421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4202290974784971421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4202290974784971421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4202290974784971421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/again-welcome-to-deathdom.html' title='† Again...  Welcome to Deathdom †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4105054297471938467</id><published>2007-12-20T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T00:17:20.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† The Beginning and End of Nothing †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ugh!! It's really annoying when you see so many premonitions that just end up wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes we see and/or feel too many things around us that we create thoughts about it, thinking that it's the beginning or end of something. Well, at least me with my inevitable highly and exagerated imagination, what I usually think was something turns out to be nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hate myself for having such a prolific mind. They say it's something positive and something to be proud of. Many people even see it as something that adds up to my overwhelming arrogance (which turns out to be true) but there is a huge setback.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is the complete and perfect backfire of the mind that never stops thinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I tend to invent thoughts in my head... and it sucks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I tend to dream wide awake and eventually integrate it with reality like I've always said and noticed in the past. Unfortunately, I always catch myself off guard and turn off my safety ending up in my normal depressed being. Or is it normal??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;In the end I find myself more of paranoid than happy with the thoughts that I have created, consumed with the filth of unrealistic dreams that crash down to truth and turns out to be unreachable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And this is where my pain starts again and ends nowhere, it just subsides...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4105054297471938467?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4105054297471938467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4105054297471938467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4105054297471938467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4105054297471938467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/beginning-and-end-of-nothing.html' title='† The Beginning and End of Nothing †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3907802021146485492</id><published>2007-12-17T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T02:21:45.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Hyundai Christmas Party... =] ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last Saturday was Hyundai Alabang's Xmas party and we (the OJT's) were invited. At first, I wasn't sure if we were going since Jen wasn't coming. But then, Mhyrine and Vyel were going so I was too. I just needed at least one to be there with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So there, I got there pretty late cuz the traffic was so bad and slow. I came from GMA, from Cathy's place. I was her makeup artist for the evening, she was a vampire!! =] It was pretty fun working with her, her face was really pretty and I enjoyed putting on makeup on her. Her party was at the hotel right beside us so I hitched a ride with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The party at Hyundai was pretty cool! We weren't directly involved in the stuff that they did but the sales agents made us feel that we belong. The costume contest was really funny and the skit that the Sales Department played was more funny! I really enjoyed the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;One more great part was the beer!! I didn't expect that Vyel and Mhy were good drinkers. Hmmm... I'm looking forward to drinking with them again. We didn't really feel that the time was running fast and the next thing I know it was 12!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Good thing, Sir Max - the Asst. Gen. Manager, was really nice to offer a ride so he and Kuya Nonoy drove me home. I really felt awkward cuz they had to drive back to LP where they both live but I'm thankful cuz I'd be riding home drunk, all alone and prone to so much crap if ever no one took me home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Arg ARg... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;That was it... =]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZNZU6_jeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WWCYGcgg3z0/s1600-h/DSC04186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZNZU6_jeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WWCYGcgg3z0/s320/DSC04186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144884721825582562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;vhyel | kimi | mhy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZNZk6_jfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-d2B-Z-v2rc/s1600-h/DSC04176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZNZk6_jfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/-d2B-Z-v2rc/s320/DSC04176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144884726120549874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me so mmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFw06_jaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/t1XhwlVneS0/s1600-h/DSC04131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFw06_jaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/t1XhwlVneS0/s320/DSC04131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144876329459486114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the mummy kuya mar'j&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFxU6_jbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aeMmxRbpLqA/s1600-h/DSC04165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFxU6_jbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/aeMmxRbpLqA/s320/DSC04165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144876338049420722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ate mavic | ate rose | ate sherille&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFx06_jcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3jYsHLuAO2Y/s1600-h/DSC04189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFx06_jcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/3jYsHLuAO2Y/s320/DSC04189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144876346639355330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ate sherille | Mr. Tan | Don Tan | ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFyU6_jdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-DaG64485gI/s1600-h/DSC04193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZFyU6_jdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/-DaG64485gI/s320/DSC04193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144876355229289938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sir Max | Kimi | Vhyel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3907802021146485492?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3907802021146485492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3907802021146485492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3907802021146485492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3907802021146485492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/hyundai-christmas-party.html' title='&amp;hearts; Hyundai Christmas Party... =] &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R2ZNZU6_jeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/WWCYGcgg3z0/s72-c/DSC04186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-5065023091171705538</id><published>2007-12-11T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T02:58:26.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Why? ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You can't lose what you never had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can love two people at the same time but never at the same degree (yeah it's a fucking text message so don't tell me that I wrote something unoriginal. I just did and I'm not claiming that these lines are mine...) but then, you can never be sure that the other one is actually loving you or are you really loving two people or are you just completely into another person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don't need to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just got into my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5065023091171705538?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5065023091171705538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5065023091171705538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5065023091171705538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5065023091171705538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/why.html' title='&amp;hearts; Why? &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6345674177152203225</id><published>2007-12-02T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:47:25.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EmoFuck Part II - The Story of the Rocker Wannabee inside the Bus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Our way home was pretty easy. We just rode a tryk up to 7eleven (just say "sa labasan lang") and rode a jeep to Alabang. Then, of course, from Alabang it was easy. We rode a jeep to Zapote and a bus home. Hmmm, I never thought it was so fast! LOL. Fe and I were taken by Ray up to Zapote and from there on we were on our own. We took a bus and slept. I woke up and Fe was about to go down, well of course she did soon after I opened my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The next things were both funny and annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was putting on the iPod when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I heard these bunch of losers sitting behind me talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. There were like five of them, all girls. Little sluts in other words. One of them was really loud and perhaps the biggest ignorant rocker wannabee that I've came across so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker Wannabee #01&lt;/span&gt; "Tanong mo kung emo xa!" - "Ask her if she's emo!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...of course she was referring to me cuz I was the only person in that bus wearing something scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker Wannabee #02&lt;/span&gt; "Ha? Bakit!?" - "Huh? Why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Basta tanong mo! Kasi, tingnan mo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pareho sapatos namin pero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;AKO PUNK! EH XA EMO&lt;/span&gt;?" - "Just ask her! Cuz, look, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we have the same shoes but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;I'M PUNK! IS SHE EMO?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...at this very point I've already formulated my retort if ever they do ask me. Ignorant little slut labeling herself PUNK! I don't give a fuck about the shoes. I have boots so if she wants me chucks, she can eat it so she'd be the only one wearing it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker Wannabee #03 #04 #05&lt;/span&gt; - "Wala naman ginagawa sayo eh. Sira toh!" - "She's not doing anything to you! Crazy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Ah basta tanong mo xa!" - "Oh just ask her!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #02&lt;/span&gt; "Eh hayaan mo na!" - "Just let her go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Ano, tanungin mo na nga! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kasi ako, kaya ko yan tanungin&lt;/span&gt;. Emo ka ba o Punks!?" - "Now what, just ask her! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cuz me, I have the guts to ask her&lt;/span&gt;. Are you emo or punks!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...okay, now I was pissed off. But at the same time I was a little entertained. She kept bragging that she was punk! I don't give a damn how you label yourself okay. In fact, I have friends who consider themselves Metal, Reggae, Punk, Emo, Rocker, whatever they want to call them and I can point some posers in them too and I don't care! All I give a damn about is this - if you're my friend and we get along about life and not just music, I don't really care what you listen to. As far as I'm concerned, we're friends. I won't impose my beliefs and my music to you. Now, if you want to label yourself, go ahead but SPARE ME. Shut the fuck up if you ought to label me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I turned on the iPod after listening to their conversation. They thought I couldn't hear them cuz I was listening to music. But I put the volume on low so I could still hear some of their shit. Even before Behind Crimson Eyes could finish the song, I heard them again. Of course, I turned the sounds off again. Hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Ikaw ano ka ba?" - "You, what are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #03 &lt;/span&gt;"Ha?" - "Huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Emo or punk?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #03&lt;/span&gt; "Ah, &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;emo ako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;." - "Oh, &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm emo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Eh ikaw?" - "You?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #04&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;"Punk."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;"Yeeesssss!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yes!? Duh! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The little wannabee found another wannabee and they call themselves Punks and they're happy cuz there's two of them and just one Emo girl in they're circle of friends.&lt;/span&gt; It was getting hilarious. I wanted to laugh. If you could just hear the way they talk you'd probably laugh too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sounded like kids who was playing wars and they were trying to get allies - &lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the Emo side vs. the Punk side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahhahaha... It was really stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I covered my mouth. I was beginnning to really smile. I wanted to text Fe about it but I was too drunk to do it. Those sluts must be drunk too but I'm not as pathetic as they are when I'm drunk. Well, I'm not really drunk last night. Just too tired too I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Oh, tanungin mo na nga dali!" - "Hey, ask her now, fast!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #02&lt;/span&gt; "Gaga" - "Stupid"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RW #01&lt;/span&gt; "Dali na nga. Kasi ako, kaya ko tanungin yan!" - "Ask her now! Cuz me, I can really ask her!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...she was becoming not just redundant but also lame. She kept saying that she can ask me and I was waiting for them to ask me. But she couldn't. She can't even tap my shoulder and say EMO to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wanted to turn around so bad and answer her pathetic question. I wanted to say, "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm not emo, I'm not punk&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not anything you slut. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I listen to whatever music I want, mostly post hardcore, hardcore and goth and a little metal.&lt;/span&gt; I also listen to some punk like t&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt;he Offspring and the Ataris&lt;/span&gt;. That's why &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I don't label myself&lt;/span&gt;. I&lt;span style="font-size:6;"&gt; dress up like I do because I want to. I love to dress up and right now, I find this really cute! &lt;/span&gt;I've been weird even before the scene. I've dressed up as goth before and cut my hair since high school. I've slit my wrists since high school and I have no idea of the emoshit. Now spare me. You probably don't even know your roots."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a pretty long line for a tipsy girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why didn't I say it to their face? If I did, I wouldn't be any different from them! I would just be another loser trying to justify myself! That's why i was waiting so bad that they ask me. Hahahaha... so I can say that! I thought about facing them several times in that last fifteen minutes of mine in the bus. (Yeah, it all happened in fifteen minutes I guess).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've already clenched my fists and my neck wanted to turn to them so bad. I thought, I would say what I want and if they fuck me up, I'd hit them. I don't care if there's five of them. If I just get the chance to hit their throats, they're all going down. Haha... I won't go fight with them like a sissy pulling shirts and hair. I'd hit their throat, chest, eyes with my fist, not with open hands. Hitting the spot right between the collar bones (I forgot what it was called) would make them lose breath, if it's hard enough, they're probably faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But then, I won't waste my new pretty checkered anime skirt just for fighting over that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Besides, I was prettier than them. Yes, pardon my arrogance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;As the bus stopped at Ronquillo, I went down. The Rocker Wannabee Slut Number One screamed "EMO". I smiled, rode the tryk and went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;now who's the loser?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Is it me who knows what I am and can fairly justify my existence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Or is it them, the girls playing the EMO vs. PUNK wars (now available in XBOX... nyahahahahahahha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;They just gave me a great idea for art. Soon to come!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6345674177152203225?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6345674177152203225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6345674177152203225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6345674177152203225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6345674177152203225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/emofuck-part-ii-story-of-rocker.html' title='EmoFuck Part II - The Story of the Rocker Wannabee inside the Bus'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5326691639448947844</id><published>2007-12-02T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:45:36.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I LAB POTTIE ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uhm.... I love him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5326691639448947844?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5326691639448947844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5326691639448947844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5326691639448947844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5326691639448947844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-lab-pottie.html' title='&amp;hearts; I LAB POTTIE &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2474520147568556033</id><published>2007-12-02T03:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T03:40:31.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PhotoCLASS + Holden BEERday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was from Laguna last night in Holden's birthday bash. Fe, and Jenie were with me too except for Lou who just couldn't get enough of her boyfriend (and I still don't really understand why). I mean, she said it was her parents but she told us before she made an excuse that she was actually meeting her beloved love to play some poker. Hmmm... Anyway, it was her choice and we couldn't change that. She knows my stand in topics like this and Lou knows very well what I think so let me not blog it cuz I'm mean. Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to Laguna right after our Photography Class. I really liked what we did today although it was pretty technical and lecture-ish. Truth is, I found out a lot and now I know what some photography terms mean. In the beginning I was just experimenting with internet definitions or personal definitions (based on experience e.g. trial and error) but now I know! Yeaboi! It wasn't too technical though but the details were enough for me so far. I could manage the rest through self study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then... then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our professor there is Sir D. (yeah, let's just call him that) and he's pretty good. He's the assistant of another photographer and also a professor there, Sir N. They're both good and Sir N was great. I really want to be his apprentice! Hahaha.. No, seriously. I've heard about him before and I think that being his student would be pretty cool. They both make great pictures and I can say, they are really good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, here's the catch. Sir D and Sir N, also known as D&amp;amp;N are both hot. For me, Sir N is hotter and for Fe, Sir D is hotter. They're like two different looks but both good looking. Get it? They weren't the masculine type with huge bodies and stuff. Obviously we don't like that. They were both slim, not thin; fashionistas; and just good looking. Sir N was fair skinned, and had really good facial features - his nose, his eyes... they were just so dreamboi material!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What more can you ask for in a professor!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here's what I can ask for - I HOPE THEY'RE NOT A COUPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sir N is gay... obviously. Cuz if he isn't, he definitely is effeminate. D&amp;amp;N were waiting for each other, N hitched on D's car, and the way they smiled! Oh my Gosh! It was really shocking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, I also like gay men (I like girls too!!) so I wonder... nevermind. Hahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Okay, so then after our fifteen minute mayhem over those two hotties, we went to Holden's place in San Pedro, Laguna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We got wasted a little. Drunk a lot/little. Hahaha, I don't know. We ate a lot and talked a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was great bonding moments too. Unfortunately, some had to leave early, including Jenie. It was pretty sad. There were few of us left there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, we took some yucky photos. I don't know if I'd post them, I'd ask them first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was actually funny shots of "kissing scenes" but there were no real kisses involved. Just pure laugh trips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fe and I had our LesboLove and I love those shots!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Note, I don't like Fe more than a friend, okay!? Hahahahaha.... so don't bother messaging me, asking if I like her. No I don't. She's like Thyne, my friend now in Oman. She's my kissing partner. Hahahaha so fucking sue me. But Fe is not as crazy as that and she won't dare kiss a girl. She's got... control? Hahahah, I don't know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The thing about Fe is that she knows how to jive and we usually have the same trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmmm.. later that evening we were still there and plainly talking and singing. Honestly I was bored until I saw Kuya Nap came. He loved my socks! Hahaha, he's the guy with the dreadlocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then... nothing much happened more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At nine, I decided that we go home all of a sudden when it was me pursuading them to go home tomorrow (which is technically today). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And yeah, I pierced my ear again! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2474520147568556033?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2474520147568556033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2474520147568556033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2474520147568556033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2474520147568556033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/12/photoclass-holden-beerday.html' title='PhotoCLASS + Holden BEERday'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3024712087666018509</id><published>2007-11-29T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T19:04:11.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rebellion Fiasco - God Bless the Philippines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nothing happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, November 29 2007, Sen. Trillanes set out another attempt to bring down the administration as he took over the Manila Peninsula. I didn't know much of the details since I was in school and was only updated thru constant text messages of someone watching the whole thing for me (on TV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very much hopeful at first that something would happen.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that this was the end of our pathetic government who cover us with obvious lies that cannot be justified at all. In then end, it turns out to be another failed attempt as he was walked out of the place in cuffs with former VP Guingona and Gen. Danilo Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our nation is very passive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one cares and even if a lot wants a change, no one dares. I praise Sen. Trillanes for his bravery that even if he knew he might fail, he still tried. I hate myself for not being able to do anything either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We can all do something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can make a difference even in little things. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know some people studying at my school, some are even my classmates, who just care about making their money&lt;/span&gt;. That's what the Filipinos are all about - making their own money at all costs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Bitches of the century.&lt;/span&gt; They say that they think like that because life is hard. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life sucks here because of people like them - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;passive, greedy ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we can start at ourselves by making little changes, then maybe our country wouldn't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God Bless the Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3024712087666018509?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3024712087666018509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3024712087666018509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3024712087666018509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3024712087666018509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/rebellion-fiasco-god-bless-philippines.html' title='The Rebellion Fiasco - God Bless the Philippines'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-1618969927397739374</id><published>2007-11-26T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:59:37.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ My New Site for Internet Marketing ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeahboi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my basic website as a project for my itnernet marketing.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know it's really simple but it's only a project for our subject and I'm not a computer science major so hope it's interesting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I find this site - Weebly - really nice and I'd probably be editing my stuff here including my official NoRemorse SiteList.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd also be having my official website for my services in freelance photography and graphic designing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the mean time,&lt;br /&gt;here's my project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xkpatino-dlsu.tk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NoRemorse - UnOFFICIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-1618969927397739374?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.xkpatino-dlsu.tk' title='&amp;hearts; My New Site for Internet Marketing &amp;hearts;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/1618969927397739374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=1618969927397739374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1618969927397739374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1618969927397739374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-new-site-for-internet-marketing.html' title='&amp;hearts; My New Site for Internet Marketing &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3838810490768389496</id><published>2007-11-26T02:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T02:50:13.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>† Maybe This Is Why I Work Too Hard... †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R0qi1K2WLrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/T9p5-7PxGAg/s1600-h/MY+MOM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 534px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R0qi1K2WLrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/T9p5-7PxGAg/s320/MY+MOM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137097359298539186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe I'm just never good enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It really sucks when you work really hard for something and no one appreciates it or when the only person that you expect to give a damn just wouldn't. It really, really sucks. Oh shit, here I go again with the "emo" crap and please spare me the criticism. I just want to brag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So okay, this is what happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I made this tarpaulin for my one of my mom's associations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I spent some time for that and I really took it seriously being the first commissioned work that I got. I usually make tarpaulins and banners but they're usually school related so I do them all for free (except the printing of course).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So there, I showed it to her this morning and said it was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After it got printed out in tarp, I didn't see a smile on her face neither did I see some satisfaction in her reaction. She even complained about the backdrop, that it wasn't visible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's always like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I show her my photographs and she just looks at it and barely says something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's really, really shitty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I mean, I get a lot of criticisms so family is the least expected one to just not care especially when you're really close to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;She always say negative stuff or just not bother at all (especially when she's on the internet, she barely notices me and trust me, she denies that she does. She'll even get mad when I insist that she didn't notice me which she actually didn't and couldn't even tell anything about what I said). I showed her my photos once and instead of commenting, she just said something - that the lighting was bad, the resolution was poor, that it was out of focus, why was it this or that and not this or that... can't she just accept it as she saw it!? Everything is wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am so wrong... all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3838810490768389496?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3838810490768389496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3838810490768389496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3838810490768389496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3838810490768389496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/maybe-this-is-why-i-work-too-hard.html' title='† Maybe This Is Why I Work Too Hard... †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/R0qi1K2WLrI/AAAAAAAAAH8/T9p5-7PxGAg/s72-c/MY+MOM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-2213102423392378352</id><published>2007-11-23T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T06:26:17.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Food Overload and Major Overtime ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ugh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we handled a lot of cars and were asked to have some overtime... and we left Hyundai at like, 7pm. It obviously pretty late but... haha, but come on, overtime!? It sounds awkward to come from me but there you go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I enjoyed much of the day anyway, eating and eating. Right now my tummy is so huge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I feel somewhat sad that I'm not able to continue doing my photos and editing and stuff since I'm too tired. As you can see, my blogs now are quite short... like this one - it ends right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2213102423392378352?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2213102423392378352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2213102423392378352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2213102423392378352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2213102423392378352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/food-overload-and-major-overtime.html' title='&amp;hearts; Food Overload and Major Overtime &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8567883178678020094</id><published>2007-11-19T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T08:39:43.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Quiz About My Major</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll skip blogging about the PANA horror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Here's some quiz that I got from Art's page. Hmmm... somewhat true for me. I didn't expect that Languages would go first on the list though. But it's true, I would love to learn some new foreign language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've been trying to learn German and their culture for quite a while now (maybe seven years or so) but I'm not that good yet since I don't put that much time on it yet. But anyway... here are the results:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="tblBorderAll" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=35647N" target="_blank"&gt;WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/" target="_blank"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;French/Spanish/OtherLanguage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in a foreign language, especially French or Spanish as they have a greater use in today's world. But other languages could be useful to you as well, such as Chinese, Japanese, German, Italian, or many others. With a major in a foreign language you could teach, or work for a company as a translator or foreign correspondant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. A minor in a foriegn language is useful for ANY major. Also, business or political science are great minors for a foreign language major. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;French/Spanish/OtherLanguage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Accounting/Finance/Marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;94%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Visual&amp;amp;PerformingArts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;English/Journalism/Comm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="88"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;88%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mathematics/Statistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="81"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;81%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;HR/BusinessManagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Education/Counseling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PoliticalScience/Philosophy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;69%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Religion/Theology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="63"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Physics/Engineering/Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="56"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;56%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Psychology/Sociology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;History/Anthropology/LiberalArts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Biology/Chemistry/Geology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;table bgcolor="#dddddd" border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;25%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx0PTExOTU0OTAwMDI5NTMmcHQ9MTE5NTQ5MDAyODY0MCZwPTY5MDgxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8567883178678020094?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8567883178678020094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8567883178678020094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8567883178678020094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8567883178678020094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-quiz-about-my-major.html' title='Some Quiz About My Major'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4895575975160526258</id><published>2007-11-15T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T20:51:10.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Who would've thought!? ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, well, I'm here in the Marketing Department right now... typing my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahaha... and taking a bite from my egg sandwich that I find that very appealing to the sign nor the palate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and right now Llany is standing right beside me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahahhaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OMG., I don't really know what to write right now. I just ate lunch. We're preparing for our PANA competition tomorrow. Oh wow, what a shock *sarcastic*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I find myself really bored right now that I can't even open my other accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh man, and guess what I'm in the verge of getting... nevermind. Oh yeah, I can't just write that since I' m just trying to write cuz I'm fucking bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4895575975160526258?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4895575975160526258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4895575975160526258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4895575975160526258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4895575975160526258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-wouldve-thought.html' title='&amp;hearts; Who would&apos;ve thought!? &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7593680796661224363</id><published>2007-11-13T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:54:34.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I Don't Know... ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I don't know how to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when a person is important to me.&lt;br /&gt;I know that I love my family and my friends (and my pets) because I care so much about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But loving the opposite sex, I'm having a really hard time defining that.&lt;br /&gt;I have a boyfriend. He's important. I don't want to lose him.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not all that super sweet and all. I'm not the loving kind.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I'm not sweet or nice or tweetytums or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know he's wondering if I love him for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I mean, if I say yes... what happens then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me... and I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7593680796661224363?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7593680796661224363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7593680796661224363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7593680796661224363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7593680796661224363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-dont-know.html' title='&amp;hearts; I Don&apos;t Know... &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6853965236484339919</id><published>2007-11-10T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T06:51:46.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ When It Just Starts To Kill Me ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Wow, nothing new... really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my OJT (On the-Job-Training) last Monday and it's pretty neat. Jenie and I have been there for three days and it was exhausting! I mean, I used to stay at my dorm but now I go home after my OJT and my classes. So that makes 4 hours of travel everyday including Saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have regrets though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday, there was a mass last in Hyundai and Jenie and I had the "Reading" kind of thingie... Not really my thing but it was fine yet somewhat embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another story that happened today but I'm too sleepy and I've been typing the wrong lines and letters over and over again and I've repeated several times just to finish this line. Okay, I'm fucking sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6853965236484339919?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6853965236484339919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6853965236484339919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6853965236484339919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6853965236484339919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-it-just-starts-to-kill-me.html' title='&amp;hearts; When It Just Starts To Kill Me &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6014350955034548826</id><published>2007-11-04T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T06:42:23.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I Hate People In Love ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To begin with, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; OFFENSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early this morning I was talking to a friend, or should I consider a "former friend"&lt;br /&gt;and I couldn't help but argue with his love story.&lt;br /&gt;I do this all the time especially when I talk to Lou whom we reckon as an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old lady-ish kind of girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and would probably die with tradition).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so this guy I was talking to was my ex-bf back in highschool.&lt;br /&gt;I don't find talking to him as  a big deal since we've been friends before&lt;br /&gt;the relationship and we were friends after the breakup especially cuz  we&lt;br /&gt;belong to the same group of friends. Some two years ago, he was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like chained by his&lt;br /&gt;new girlfriend on the neck stopping him from coming with us to reunions and outings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fucking annoying, I mean he's known us even before he knew that ugly lil girl.&lt;br /&gt;We all didn't like that bitch. She all messed up with us including some of our guy&lt;br /&gt;friends making threats and saying nasty words. I called her once and she was&lt;br /&gt;completely unreasonable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All she could say was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"I'm a jealous person okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;That's it!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"You're completely stupid &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd narrow minded&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; That's that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was on her face considering I'm one of her dreaded nightmares,&lt;br /&gt;a boyfriend's lurking ex girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ex here, was wasting his life on her.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, okay... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's the so-called LOVE with the capital&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; "V"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but this was what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I barely understand when they use the word (or feeling/emotion) to rationalize things but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only makes them worse and actually less rational or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He would tell us that his girlfriend wouldn't let him go out with us or do this&lt;br /&gt;or do that. So as friends, we advice him to sometimes break the rules.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what the fuck is wrong with being with us? My friends are not even as mean or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as weird as I am. Consider them normal. The only thing was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we aren't her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then my dear ex would reason out that it was his fault, that he started all the&lt;br /&gt;shit and tension between them blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends and I just hated her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. He keeps on saying that it was love - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that they love each other so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they understand each other&lt;/span&gt;. If &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they do&lt;/span&gt;, then why the hell would he still tell us all the shit!?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, yeah he doesn't complain but he brags about the same conversation over and&lt;br /&gt;over again. Things like that, I consider as a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hidden message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people who are so in love. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They let their world revolve around their&lt;br /&gt;love interest and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;let themselves fall apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't understand that.&lt;br /&gt;They would keep saying that love is a sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think they take those lines too &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, this is my own definition of love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love means understanding who you really are and adjusting yourself for the better.&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't mean that you force people to change for you or you completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;change yourself &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just to keep your love interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; fucking interested in you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;does not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You love someone, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you accept them as they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't go around bragging them to do what you want &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unless, of course&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;they &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are slicing your throat with daggers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Note, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love is not commanding&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;It's free, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don't invade your love interests' privacy or should they do that to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can let them do that considering that you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both agreed on that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shut the hell up and d&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;on't brag that your bf/gf is messing&lt;/span&gt; with your mail &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;when you gave him/her your fucking password&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;deleting their friends online just because you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't know them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; who the hell are you&lt;/span&gt;? God? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(NOTE: Love is not commanding)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't read every message in their cellphones unless your girlfriend is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These people are killing each other and they say they love each other till death do them part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know these people &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would've been successful in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they're pregnant and unmarried or smokes pot daily cuz of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;their destroyed love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love too &lt;/span&gt;much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;they're dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some just tried to die but didn't so ended up as an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alcoholic who would brag his/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;story to me in parties &lt;/span&gt;(and I just want to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stab them&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Some are normal but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;never ends complaining but would &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;defend their partner &lt;/span&gt;when you give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you consider your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;personal suicide as LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;shut the fuck up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Don't complain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Don't brag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Don't get mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Don't fucking tell me that you're breaking up but doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Don't even bother telling me your love story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;people like that just make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;I'd appreciate a story about a dead cat that you found in your backyard much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now,&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not generalizing here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I admire people who are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;constructively in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The in-love people here are devastating and annoying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6014350955034548826?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6014350955034548826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6014350955034548826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6014350955034548826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6014350955034548826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-hate-people-in-love.html' title='&amp;hearts; I Hate People In Love &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3150573534028780675</id><published>2007-11-02T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:51:18.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Updates on My Site ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay, I really have lots of stuff to say but since&lt;br /&gt;my brother is like a vulture waiting for me to get off the PC,&lt;br /&gt;I'd post them tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the mean time, check out my new site where you can find all other info!&lt;br /&gt;It's more updated than the former site (but still has the same address).&lt;br /&gt;I used to use geocities as host site but then the data transfer was too low (since it was a free subscription) so I changed to tripod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just check it out at &lt;a href="http://noremorse.tk/"&gt;† No Remorse †&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3150573534028780675?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://noremorse.tk' title='&amp;hearts; Updates on My Site &amp;hearts;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3150573534028780675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3150573534028780675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3150573534028780675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3150573534028780675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html' title='&amp;hearts; Updates on My Site &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2606519342474471445</id><published>2007-10-27T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T09:52:40.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ I Don't Care. I Have Plans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People always see me in a negative light.&lt;br /&gt;If compared to photography, I'm the exposed film -&lt;br /&gt;could've been a good picture but now useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;† They Hate Me. They Hate Me. COOL! †&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed that people see me as a no good arrogant bitch.&lt;br /&gt;They are always turned away by the way I speak and the things that I&lt;br /&gt;talk about - especially when I'm in my own city.&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty stupid but that's how it goes. Even my own classmates&lt;br /&gt;back in high school don't even understand my lifestyle and see&lt;br /&gt;me as something outrageous. They don't really appreciate or at least&lt;br /&gt;just shut up about the way I dress up. In fact, like everybody else,&lt;br /&gt;including my mom's officemates act like that.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is - here in my dearly beloved small city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...&lt;br /&gt;Of course, at first I was affected. It's annoying to hear things like&lt;br /&gt;that especially from people I know!&lt;br /&gt;Special mention my mom's officemates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk a lot. I'm a loud mouth. I've been like that since I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom noticed that they don't like being around me whenever I&lt;br /&gt;come visit her in the Lab. At first, I was well offended.&lt;br /&gt;But then, I came to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't go there to visit them. I'm visiting my mom.&lt;br /&gt;Hence, I'm not telling my stories to them. I'm telling my mom.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault if I seem more arrogant and boastful than the usual&lt;br /&gt;if they cannot relate to what I'm talking about or if I'm talking as&lt;br /&gt;if I'm so above them because it's not my fault that their kids&lt;br /&gt;don't tell them the same things that I tell my mom. Duhh...&lt;br /&gt;They probably won't react like that if they've heard of the topic.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I'm talking about real life - my life and what's going on around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about these - they always think it's a competition.&lt;br /&gt;Bring it on. I'm not competing at all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being the every-fucking, loudly-talking, and arrogant-smiling&lt;br /&gt;bitch that will never stop doing what she does best -&lt;br /&gt;unpretend (the word is definitely wrong, it is not in the dictionary. I made it up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;† I Have Plans You Shitheads †&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful for all the great people around me who had&lt;br /&gt;both supported and fucked me off in the course of 20 years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for my family and my friends and the undying hand of God&lt;br /&gt;which is constantly there despite the mischievousness of the prodigal daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are beginning to unfold and my plans are happening now.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't really have thee master plan but things are going great&lt;br /&gt;even if there are certain ups and downs every now and then&lt;br /&gt;(like the unexpected internship in Hyundai. It's not a big company like Honda&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright. It just crushed my ego a little cuz I wanted to go&lt;br /&gt;too far. Turns out, I was put down to begin small. Humility my love).&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I should be happy about it cuz the internship was instant&lt;br /&gt;and the environment is just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come to think about all these things again like I always do.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just great.&lt;br /&gt;My degree is the best!! I love what I do. I love who I'm with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how things are happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no, I'm not getting married.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an alcoholic anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I still smoke a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I passed my Philosophy class.&lt;br /&gt;I had 4.0 (a perfect grade in DLSU) in Ethics.&lt;br /&gt;Same with Techniques in Print and Media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have plans.&lt;br /&gt;So, you dumbasses out there who have been waiting&lt;br /&gt;for me to break down, I always do so it's normal.&lt;br /&gt;And whatever happens, life goes on and I will still do what I have to.&lt;br /&gt;If I have a baby and you all think it's my end, it's not.&lt;br /&gt;I'd even blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so freaking happy because of my existence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of plans...&lt;br /&gt;More photoshoots to come.&lt;br /&gt;One will be with Mae and Eca on December.&lt;br /&gt;Another will be by the end of this month with Jette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning: This is a symptom of pre-twentieth birthday celebrants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2606519342474471445?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2606519342474471445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2606519342474471445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2606519342474471445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2606519342474471445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-dont-care-i-have-plans.html' title='&amp;hearts; I Don&apos;t Care. I Have Plans.'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5521867736595279225</id><published>2007-10-26T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T09:56:04.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Dorm Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I feel sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three long years of living alone and being independent,&lt;br /&gt;I finally have to leave my beloved dorm where all the magic happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes, all the magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, my mom and I went there to pack up and tomorrow we're going to get&lt;br /&gt;my things and finally leave. Oh, I feel so attached to the place.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's been my second house. In fact, I spent more time there than I&lt;br /&gt;actually do at home. It's heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dorm isn't not like the house dorm or what.&lt;br /&gt;It's a unit. I'm alone. I have my own fridge, my own stove, my own everything.&lt;br /&gt;I don't share it with anyone neither do I have eat meals with anyone&lt;br /&gt;so I find my dorm my haven for isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back to my ever beloved room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5521867736595279225?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5521867736595279225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5521867736595279225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5521867736595279225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5521867736595279225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/dorm-farewell.html' title='&amp;hearts; Dorm Farewell'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4564636462315954426</id><published>2007-10-24T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:22:27.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de la salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dasmarinas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='waterfalls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimi patino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dasma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='architechture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xxkimi'/><title type='text'>♥ Photoday @ DLSU-D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This was taken October 23, 2007 outside the school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;It was pretty cool taking pics and all with some great photographers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I met one in the DA, one through a friend, and the other through the previous two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oh, networking!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, to view enlarged pics,&lt;br /&gt;view &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my album&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/photos/album/44/Photoday_Set_-_Outside_DLSU-d"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com/"&gt;DeviantART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KIRK ALBUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kirkbarbosa.multiply.com/photos/album/120/Shoot_Out_DLSU-d"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kirkbarbosa.deviantart.com/"&gt;DEVIANTART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RAM ALBUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deviouslyram.multiply.com/photos/album/22/O_u_t_d_o_o_r_s"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spydude.deviantart.com/"&gt;DEVIANTART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRACKY ALBUM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tracky05.multiply.com/photos/album/47/DLSU-D_"&gt;MULTIPLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trackypots.deviantart.com/"&gt;DEVIANTART&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Masters of Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/TheBoysofPhotography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Tracky.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Kirk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Ram.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;People here and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/ATypicalWonderII.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/WhoTriggeredTheGun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/FromAHigherPointofView.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/PredictTheirFuture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/TakeASeat.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Emptiness.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Aereal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/TheKill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Sphere.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/ThePerfectPair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Sisters.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/SimplePurples.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/SafeandSecure.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Purity.jpg" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/LefttobeForgotten.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Pinkgalore.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/HideandSee.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/GloomyBeauty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Flamingo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Fall.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Crash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/CrashII.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/Cascade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/EyeTranquil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/AloneisNeverUgly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4564636462315954426?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4564636462315954426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4564636462315954426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4564636462315954426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4564636462315954426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/photoday-dlsu-d.html' title='&amp;hearts; Photoday @ DLSU-D'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o144/xxmiki/photoday102307/th_TheBoysofPhotography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-7817785445358480363</id><published>2007-10-22T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T04:16:16.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jealousy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>♥ Life Bitched Around Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Raped again and my brain is so used up&lt;br /&gt;I keep on thinking about thoughts that I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;be thinking of in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Right now I just don't know what to think of.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's just my plain stupidity or what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Friend #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So, what do you want in a guy?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Uhm... understanding, tolerates my tantrums... simply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone who will understand me for who I am."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How about you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Varsity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Uhm... one who would take care of me, chinita..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and so the bullshit went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Let's just admit who our crushes are in our Block section!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone looked at one another and found each other smiling&lt;br /&gt;stupid if you ask me but that's how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright. Why don't we try!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I like Cute Chubby Girl!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Really!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yeah!! I know I have a girlfriend but it's just a crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yeah, just a crush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How about you!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so now they're looking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Me!? Why don't we go the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who is your crush!?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Varsity"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #02 &amp;amp; Rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Who!? Who?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You've heard didn't you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Varsity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Yeah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rocker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So... you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Varsity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Friend #02."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friend #01 stays smiling&lt;br /&gt;Wow, she just said she likes him and he says he likes the other...&lt;br /&gt;until...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friend #02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Varsity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone lives up to their own personal agenda.&lt;br /&gt;Never expect people to be nice because they're your friends.&lt;br /&gt;They also have their own lives, remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friend #01 holds nothing against Friend #02.&lt;br /&gt;And Friend #01 just lied about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I come to think about it, some things should be kept secret to&lt;br /&gt;prevent them from getting worse. I've done that so much that&lt;br /&gt;I felt stupid and looked stupid. But no one noticed that. All along&lt;br /&gt;I've been the bitch, the shit and the fuckhead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just get over it.&lt;br /&gt;Life's like that.&lt;br /&gt;Rapes me everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She could've just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't tell her.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, it's just a crush and I'm just selfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7817785445358480363?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7817785445358480363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7817785445358480363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7817785445358480363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7817785445358480363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-bitched-around-again.html' title='&amp;hearts; Life Bitched Around Again'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2795254071184486</id><published>2007-10-20T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T04:17:23.858-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eiahmiki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xxkimi'/><title type='text'>♥ xxkimi photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/293/0/8/Stranded_II_by_eiahmiki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranded II - Lonely No More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs21/i/2007/292/8/6/Where_It_Ends_by_eiahmiki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where It Always Ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/285/c/1/Ask_No_Questions_by_eiahmiki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask No Questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs19/i/2007/281/c/b/Shower_My_Purple_by_eiahmiki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower My Purple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 619px; height: 454px;" src="http://fc01.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/190/2/f/She_Will_Tell_You_A_Story_by_eiahmiki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Will Tell You A Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 606px; height: 420px;" src="http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/154/1/4/Childish_Innocence_by_eiahmiki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childish Innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All Rights Reserved © Kimi Patiño aka eiahmiki - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxkimi photography arts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com/"&gt;eiahmiki.deviantart.com&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://noremorse.tk/"&gt;noremorse.tk&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/"&gt;chimericalkimi.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://xxkimi.sheezyart.com/"&gt;xxkimi.sheezyart.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No picture or any part of these pictures may be reproduced in any manner such as printing it, using it in blogs, websites, page backgrounds and other uses without the written permission from the photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For permission concerns, contact me by email : xkcpatino@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2795254071184486?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2795254071184486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2795254071184486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2795254071184486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2795254071184486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/stranded-ii-lonely-no-more-where-it.html' title='&amp;hearts; xxkimi photography'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5314472074127240643</id><published>2007-10-20T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:11:45.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ In Love Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love has never been this great...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No, I'm not talking about being in love with a person.&lt;br /&gt;I simply find myself completely in love again with something&lt;br /&gt;that is just great... my passion.&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I feel so glad everytime I think about photography.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not always referring to my works but to the other stuff&lt;br /&gt;that I also see that is so filled with emotions, expression and passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I think about music, it is also my passion.&lt;br /&gt;I don't make my own music but I really love listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted a band since I was a kid. But it seems like it doesn't like me.&lt;br /&gt;I've formed a band but I was even too busy to make it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Photography has been my long time hobby since I was like ten when&lt;br /&gt;I got my first camera. I've taken pictures of basically everything that I&lt;br /&gt;find cute or eye catching or whatever. Now I was given a chance to fulfill it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an SLR. I relied on a 2-Megapixel camera.  borrowed cameras.&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to buy a better cam today. My budget is only P10,000&lt;br /&gt;so it wouldn't be those hightechie stuff. But I'm still hopeful that&lt;br /&gt;this time around I'd be able to own a cam that would capture a crisp&lt;br /&gt;sunset and a bumblee bee that isn't really blurred.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything is hopeful!&lt;br /&gt;I could be optimistic every once in a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5314472074127240643?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5314472074127240643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5314472074127240643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5314472074127240643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5314472074127240643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/in-love-again.html' title='&amp;hearts; In Love Again'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-1471739148385166555</id><published>2007-10-19T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:24:59.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Life's Not Just A Bitch... Life Just Raped Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously right now, I'm not in a good mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm pissed off with so many things and they just seem to happen&lt;br /&gt;over and over again. Oh crap, I'm so sick of so many things. And don't worry,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing my best to keep my head afloat and not completely sink into&lt;br /&gt;the fucking depression that's already has my neck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being here at home is a lot different than what it was a few years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that it's more peaceful and quiet. There's more bonding and all.&lt;br /&gt;But there are still times that I get completely fucked up here at home.&lt;br /&gt;I really have to move out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am the ultimate shock absorber here and it's not easy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of it. I just want to close my eyes and wakeup as if things&lt;br /&gt;were never that way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just want to sleep... and wakeup undone.&lt;br /&gt;My life rapes me everyday and I'm completely used up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-1471739148385166555?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/1471739148385166555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=1471739148385166555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1471739148385166555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1471739148385166555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifes-not-just-bitch-life-just-raped-me.html' title='&amp;hearts; Life&apos;s Not Just A Bitch... Life Just Raped Me'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3273985197158110430</id><published>2007-10-17T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T01:07:32.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Okay I'm A Little Fine Now †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I guess I'm fine. Well at least I'm feeling any negative spirits for now.&lt;br /&gt;That is, except this morning I really had a bad wakeup call.&lt;br /&gt;My brother has been a little fucked up with school and isn't doing anything right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm preparing my knuckles now so I could smash his face a little.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ugh!&lt;br /&gt;We've done everything to keep him on track but sometimes&lt;br /&gt;he just couldn't get a grasp of reality and thinks everything is a game.&lt;br /&gt;He's 12 freaking years old and he acts like he's 7 or 8.&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating for my part. I mean, I have to look after him most of the time&lt;br /&gt;and when he does this, it sucks cuz I couldn't do anything and he just won't listen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;**Anyway**&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday, we were at school for our OJT seminar.&lt;br /&gt;We're going to try out in several companies. I'm pretty excited and I really mean&lt;br /&gt;excited!! We're about to graduate so at the same time I feel bad again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But then, it's pretty cool knowing that soon all these hard work will pay off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;cheerios!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3273985197158110430?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3273985197158110430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3273985197158110430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3273985197158110430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3273985197158110430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/okay-im-little-fine-now.html' title='&amp;hearts; Okay I&apos;m A Little Fine Now †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8491026641725076780</id><published>2007-10-15T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T09:32:25.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Life's A Bitch ††</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Crap...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Life's a whore.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yeah I get it, I'm doing that "emo" shit again. Just please before you read this, don't even try to tell me I'm fucking "emo" cuz it's a fad so I'm not cuz I've been like this ever since I can distinguish shit and chocolates and emoshit isn't the "in" thing yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okay, back to business.&lt;br /&gt;For a few days now I've been feeling really awful. I mean, there's no reason at all and I don't have a problem. I've always been like this every now and then and I don't understand why some people insist that I do have a problem when I don't. I mean, yeah I know there should be a cause but in my case, I'm just down.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;Is that so hard to understand? I reckon not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;This is something about me that I don't really understand either but I ought not to waste my time thinking of what I should do to get over this. I just learned to accept it that every once in a while I'll get completely fucked up not even knowing why.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yeah, Kurt was right.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody dies a virgin. Life fucks as all.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I'm so used up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;So there...&lt;br /&gt;My occasional sadness smothering me again.&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of depression that I hate. I mean, there are times that I feel really down but I don't feel liking hating anyone. I just want to be alone and feel bad for myself and everything else. Nothing more. It's like depression over plain loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;That's the time that I get in touch with the dark artistic side and I get to write more stuff, take more photos, and simply inspired.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;This time around,&lt;br /&gt;I just hate everything!! I'm so sorry but yeah, I do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Get over it&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;well, get over whatever it is...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;and sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Not die.&lt;br /&gt;Not today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;xxkimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8491026641725076780?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8491026641725076780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8491026641725076780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8491026641725076780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8491026641725076780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifes-bitch.html' title='&amp;hearts; Life&apos;s A Bitch ††'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8203479301498053962</id><published>2007-10-06T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T21:14:58.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† ♥My Brother's Keeper♥ †</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was thinking about my life and all the things that I do. I happen to be one competitive, greedy little bitch who wants to get everything. Oh well, you can say that I'm one of those annoying little brats. Though, I don't really get "everything" since I'm not one of those heiress kind of girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let's just say... I have 'simple wants' so I get them and I'm fucking ambitious that people call me arrogant. Many people hate me even if they don't know me. I dress differently compared to the majority of the hypocritic conservatives, I say what i want and I'm straight to the point, they call me a war freak because you mess up with my friends I come to kill you, I laugh loudly, I'm somewhat vulgar, and &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But then I know I don't live for them. I live for me and my purpose. Now this is the part where all hell breaks loose and I get lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Believe it or not, my brother makes a big role in everything I do. Not much people knows about it. Sometimes, even my closests friends won't believe me. Argg... But this little bitch has a soft side somwhat different from the fists and curses that I throw out. Yeah I'm mean, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, my brother - Bobby - he's 12 years old, he's fat, he's cute, he's faint hearted, he's soft, he's sweet, he's weird like me and we make baby words together &lt;em&gt;'merrrrr'&lt;/em&gt; and he's got a bad temper. My baby boy... I live for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am my brother's keeper.&lt;br /&gt;You mess up with him, I'd be around...&lt;br /&gt;I remember bullying his classmates who make fun of him...&lt;br /&gt;He's so much my opposite. And everything I do must be good for him. I'm graduating soon. I'm going to put him into a good university since I'm in one. We're not rich so it's my turn to get him through. Every decision I make has something to do with his future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My brother...&lt;br /&gt;He means so much to me, though I make him cry every now and then. He's my little piglet and only I can call him that. It's funny how we live together. Oh well... he brings out the soft side in me. And I appreciate everything he does for me as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check out this game: It's a really childish game but I really enjoy playing it...&lt;br /&gt;^__^&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: url(http://www.shockwave.com/a/images/backgrounds/universal/bg_embed.gif) no-repeat; MARGIN: 10px; WIDTH: 264px; HEIGHT: 112px"&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open('http://www.shockwave.com/contentPlay/shockwave.jsp?id=chickflick&amp;amp;brand=GameShare','Shockwave','menubar=0,resizable=1,width=775,height=625')" href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=1047409696663157699#None"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 11px" height="90" alt="" src="http://www.shockwave.com/images/picons/highlight/chickflick_highlight.png" width="126" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 12px; DISPLAY: block; FONT: bold 10px/13px verdana, sans; TEXT-DECORATION: underlinefont-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"  &gt;Chick Flick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT: bold 9px Verdana"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shockwave.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Play Games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shockwave.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shockwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xxKimi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8203479301498053962?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8203479301498053962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8203479301498053962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8203479301498053962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8203479301498053962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-brothers-keeper.html' title='† ♥My Brother&apos;s Keeper♥ †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2327240318315704914</id><published>2007-10-02T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T04:13:29.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Let's Play Poker ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday, I wasn't able to come to school cuz I was sick. It's pretty fucked up cuz I had to skip classes today too. I mean, this is the time when I'm needed the most there. I have to finish like six papers, four with team mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, as for me I find it hard to stay at home communicating through text and emails. Sometimes I just want to be there. But anyways tomorrow I'd be attending regularly so hopefully I do finish all these shitloads on my back. It's really annoying, you know... getting all pressured in one week. I mean, I find it harder this time around because some subjects mean real business.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, let's play poker!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was freezing this morning while in class. We were dismissed early and we found ourselves playing cards inside. It's an offense but as long as we don't get caught. Hahah! I have to prepare my one peso coins. I said we should start betting tomorrow. It's really annoying! I mean, I was sick and I lost two consecutive times. The last time I played, I won all! Ugh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well... well.. back to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here are some pictures to set eyes on to put some spark on my page. I find this boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all available in:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com/"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;† Elusive Perfection Disguised in Vanity † - multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116694521356263458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RwImjsmgoCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NVL9vQnKH3U/s320/ugh000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RwImj8mgoDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/mI-bYqh-nxQ/s1600-h/sakang.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116694525651230770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RwImj8mgoDI/AAAAAAAAAF0/mI-bYqh-nxQ/s320/sakang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RwImkcmgoEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nsGDF5LU-zg/s1600-h/just+xxx+-VF.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116694534241165378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RwImkcmgoEI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nsGDF5LU-zg/s320/just+xxx+-VF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2327240318315704914?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2327240318315704914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2327240318315704914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2327240318315704914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2327240318315704914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/10/lets-play-poker.html' title='♥ Let&apos;s Play Poker ♥'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RwImjsmgoCI/AAAAAAAAAFs/NVL9vQnKH3U/s72-c/ugh000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-5982031859348317155</id><published>2007-09-29T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:38:03.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de la salle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eiahmiki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advertising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marketing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kimi patino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='student ad congress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xxkimi'/><title type='text'>† Here Comes More †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Marketing Mayhem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We didn't really do much this week but still, we were somewhat busy and completely exhausted. Those who went to Cebu just came home last Friday while us who were left here were required to attend the 2nd Student Ad Congress in Camp Aguinaldo last Thursday and Friday. Of course, I went there with Lou, Toni, Alvin, Renz, Mundo, Karen, Hannah, Ram, Senen, Ray and the rest of us left. The place was pretty strict. It was somehow funny cuz Renz got halted at the gate. He was wearing slippers when it was not allowed but we didn't know about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ohh... me and my dear friends, always in trouble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I thought he wouldn't be allowed to enter but then, they had to. Besides, we're still kids!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Consider us twenty years too young!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Ad Congress is indeed good, in fact I find it better than that held in Araneta. The problem was, the IDs got all mixed up when we got there and I had to like, spend 30 minutes looking for the IDs of our section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Anyway, the event itself was pretty good. I enjoyed it even if some were boring speakers. I also asked a question, and got praised by one of them for asking a good one. LOL. *head pops*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In the evening, we slept over Toni's house in Makati. It was also a blast, we scared Lou to death cuz she was afraid of monsters coming out of the window. Now, how funny is that!? It was good and again, I realized that bonding moments can be done without beer 0_o.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Friday... we left after the discussion. We didn't finish the awarding ceremony. We went to MOA and spent like hours in Tom's World. I spent all my money! And Mundo spent a big amount just to win tickets. It was funny too, how they got addicted to playing the "drop one peso and wait until one falls and you get some tickets" kind of game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I didn't play that much but tried out other stuff instead. I'm not really an arcade kind of person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I went home through the Ferry boat from MOA to Cavite City. I missed that a lot. My last time was when I was still in grade school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our entry for the PANA competition was in the Top Five!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;woooooooooooTTTT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;xxKimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5982031859348317155?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5982031859348317155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5982031859348317155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5982031859348317155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5982031859348317155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/09/here-comes-more.html' title='† Here Comes More †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5878104500717938105</id><published>2007-09-16T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T07:40:10.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Take A Break... Waste Time †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wow!!! It's been week!!! Or weeks, I should say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;These past two weeks I was so busy that I felt so used up. Though, as usual, I always enjoy what I do which includes my routine complaints, rants, gossips and all the evil things in it. ^^ Well, of course I had a great time doing the better parts like the photo shoots, filming, rehearsals, traveling, and skipping class with the best excuse of having to do all these things! Legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, the Mini-Pahimis Festival went out great! It wasn't really that big and not all things went out as planned but it ended up pretty well. I have to admit, it definitely is one of the happiest moments of my experiences of college life with these guys. Oh yeahboi! =]] It was nothing but WORTH IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The preparation started off last month. I went out several times with my team to Amadeo to get speakers and those who will help us push through. It was a great start though we crammed in the last week because of the tents and some final touches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;After that, it was all fine...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;----------PHOTOS WILL FOLLOW IN MY ALBUM. NOT YET UPLOADED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On the other hand, I was more exhausted in making our paper for the PANA. Oh, I don't really want to talk much about it. There are lots of ups and downs, most likely disappointments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't really care though if they knew. I bet they already do. I complain all the time and I do intend for them to find out sometimes. But the bright side, we finished it and got it there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh man! I also cannot forget our parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I stayed at home for two days here in Cavite City. Ugh! They partied all those times. Anyway, there were more that I didn't miss. It was great, though I didnt get drunk in any of those occasions. Last time was when I pierced myself and trust me, I wasn't that down yet. Well, I miss my super drunk days. It was like two years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Come to think about this, these people I'm partying with right now are happy people, not super drinkers. Hmmm... makes sense. It's not really the beer that makes the blast. But without the beer I'm still dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The After-Party was the sign of my break from all the shitloads that I have. I haven't slept for a few days until Friday. Then they decided to celebrate for our event success. What happened was I fell asleep right there for like an hour, woke up to fine an empty plate with some bones left! Silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;More food came right after, finished off the cocktail Emjae created. =]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went home by 7 Fucking O'Clock which is totally not me! But it was fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then here I am now....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;blah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;=]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5878104500717938105?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5878104500717938105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5878104500717938105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5878104500717938105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5878104500717938105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-break-waste-time.html' title='† Take A Break... Waste Time †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6984186790466435702</id><published>2007-09-09T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T20:11:02.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Commercial Filming †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; At last! Our commercial is done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not saying that it's really good though. It's more of funny actually...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well I'm so exhausted I skipped school today. They're used to me suddenly not showing up anyway so I guess that's nothing new. Then... then... here's some sneak shots of our mascot... Ugh!! Really funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108407557220939362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RuS1m5gTNmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3mhqSK2J3q4/s320/DSC03945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6984186790466435702?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6984186790466435702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6984186790466435702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6984186790466435702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6984186790466435702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/09/commercial-filming.html' title='† Commercial Filming †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RuS1m5gTNmI/AAAAAAAAAFk/3mhqSK2J3q4/s72-c/DSC03945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-2515971117689137805</id><published>2007-09-07T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T07:15:43.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Back to Basic Cramming †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alright... now I feel everything is back to normal since everything is falling apart just right. Okay, not really falling apart. I guess that's exagerated but I'm really cramming right now. I can imagine last week I wasn't doing anything except the tarpaulin for the Pahimis Festival and now, poof! I gotta do a lot of work again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haha, that's weird but now I feel alive again. Yeah, not doing anything is boring but a few beers isn't so I guess the boring days weren't really boring. Oh crap, I'm really talking shit right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway... there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just finished my storyboard this evening and uploaded it. Tomorrow we're making a mascot! Then finalize the storyboard and have a film shooting on Sunday. It's really a rush, it has to be done by monday. Oh damn... it's always me who has to do the "rush" kind of things. Sometimes I feel people think that I'm some kind of superhero (villain). Powerful but mean. No kidding! Well, I don't regret that at all. Sometimes it's just hard when they expect a lot from me. Ugh! Imagine Superman not saving the day. Crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There.. there... the papers... the pictures... I don't know what to do first really. But I think I do. The commercial, right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm so not myself this evening! Thank goodness Zyra is texting me and I can see the effort of the 3rd year students. It makes me feel good to be supported. Well, I'm not into this alone so I'm so glad that they're around. And I'm so thankful (oh God thank you) that my classmates are also cooperating to participate in the film shooting for the commercial. Oh yeah, I love MKA45...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, well......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that's it... for this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xxkimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2515971117689137805?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2515971117689137805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2515971117689137805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2515971117689137805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2515971117689137805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-to-basic-cramming.html' title='† Back to Basic Cramming †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4471137098668872781</id><published>2007-09-03T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T16:54:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Digital Art Attempts!! =]] †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Okay... everyone knows that I'm into photography and you can tell. Truth is, I've been into drawing/sketching first before all that photos and manips. I have a long history of drawing with pencils but never really got good in charcoal though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here's Duo Maxwell of Gundam Wing. An old sketch done some three years ago. I remember, I used to make drawings back in grade school and sell them for 10Pesos per piece. Hehe... some memorable stuff. One of my bestsellers was Kurama. =]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105956054312891970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rtv_-pgTNkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/A7sZ9D8DOKM/s320/duomaxwell.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duo Maxwell * Gundam Deathscythe (pencil on bond paper)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hmmm... technology does evolve fast. Or maybe I'm just a late bloomer in techies? (...really?) haha! I just had my Photoshop CS3 a few months ago so most of my digital art were done using some other software that was really hard to use. And... they were also simple like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106128557379368530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rtyc3pgTNlI/AAAAAAAAAFc/zBalepovPuQ/s320/say+cheese+or+die.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Say Cheese or Die" * sketch outline * created with Mr. Image Folio (scanner software)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So there goes my conquest for digital art. I've been a fan of really good digital art like those made by Alex Casteels and some other Euro dudes. They were also good in airbrushing and stuff. But then, like I've said before, Kimi's a beginner so perhaps things will get better in the future. For now, I'm making Manga characters. Here's me in drawing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rtv-T5gTNjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XghKfeMAhEs/s1600-h/namesake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105954220361856562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rtv-T5gTNjI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XghKfeMAhEs/s320/namesake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "Namesake" * title - song by Faspitch * Pencil sketch * created with Adobe Photoshop CS3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=you can view my photography and art in three sites=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com/"&gt;multiply official album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xxkimi.sheezyart.com/"&gt;sheezyart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4471137098668872781?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4471137098668872781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4471137098668872781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4471137098668872781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4471137098668872781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/09/digital-art-attempts.html' title='† Digital Art Attempts!! =]] †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rtv_-pgTNkI/AAAAAAAAAFU/A7sZ9D8DOKM/s72-c/duomaxwell.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-9146748267384776724</id><published>2007-08-28T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T13:31:20.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Midterm Week + Rain = Loneliness †</title><content type='html'>Oh it's just lonely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-9146748267384776724?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/9146748267384776724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=9146748267384776724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/9146748267384776724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/9146748267384776724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/midterm-week-rain-loneliness.html' title='† Midterm Week + Rain = Loneliness †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-177203998208710870</id><published>2007-08-23T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T05:12:06.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Boreness Deathdom Project Suffocation †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Okay, I blogged something last night but then the PC sort of crashed again and it didn't get posted so here, I'm doing the same thing probably over the same kind of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday I went home to catch a soccer match between my Germany and England. I don't have cable TV in my unit so there, I had to travel for that as usual. And to my fucking surprise, ESPN didn't have it scheduled for airing here, only in Singapore so that double sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I made my print ad for my Techniques class so I don't think it's wasted though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm here in a cafe... doing another paper. I forgot all about my ethics paper so here... enjoy doing a boring thing once more. Now I feel isolated beside everyone around me. Don't care really. Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we're hitting Cebu-Bohol on September!! Weeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xxkimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-177203998208710870?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/177203998208710870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=177203998208710870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/177203998208710870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/177203998208710870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/boreness-deathdom-project-suffocation.html' title='† Boreness Deathdom Project Suffocation †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6178254058600878078</id><published>2007-08-20T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:13:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† A Tale †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm just waiting for my hair to get dry and finally set before I go to sleep or I'll end up having a bad hair day tomorrow. I'm pretty sick of hearing myself complain over the same shit about my hair every bad morning. So this is a remedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've blogged about this dream guy that I couldn't get off my mind. Bellz, Vla, BZ, whatever he calls himself... I first saw him on DA and now proven my dreamboy happens to be a dreamgirl. Yeah, he's a she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter. I don't care though. I just wanted to say this because she's not hiding it - the fact that she's not a guy (she's lesbian). It's pretty cool and she's pretty either way, a girl or guy. Still a dream material doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people (especially those who admire her photography) had made her sexuality an issue which I don't really find a big deal. She's beautiful and very artistic. I find it annoying when people suddenly dislike her when they "proved" she was a girl and not the guy that they thought she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... very artistic little androgynous girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8TpgTNfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/VXVNPlD3q1U/s1600-h/umbrella_by_BellZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100815098718664178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8TpgTNfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/VXVNPlD3q1U/s320/umbrella_by_BellZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; there a boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8UJgTNgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bEe-QE1Dy7U/s1600-h/ID2_by_BellZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100815107308598786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8UJgTNgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bEe-QE1Dy7U/s320/ID2_by_BellZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; and another boy...&lt;br /&gt;and a girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8UZgTNhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PxttXZqlWgs/s1600-h/piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100815111603566098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8UZgTNhI/AAAAAAAAAE8/PxttXZqlWgs/s320/piggy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I still admire her... completely.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;her sites: &lt;a href="http://bellz.deviantart.com/"&gt;DA&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://bellz-v.livejournal.com/"&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6178254058600878078?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6178254058600878078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6178254058600878078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6178254058600878078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6178254058600878078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/tale.html' title='† A Tale †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rsm8TpgTNfI/AAAAAAAAAEs/VXVNPlD3q1U/s72-c/umbrella_by_BellZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-5389581360086230267</id><published>2007-08-16T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T04:23:23.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>† Trouble My Mind Much More †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, this entry will contain several topics... as I haven't updated much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[† GLOOMY RAIN MAKES ME HAPPY †]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, the weather makes me feel happy. It's raining quite hard and the third storm in a row had just passed. Most likely, another will come in a week or so and it's been raining for days now. It's somewhat gloomy but I appreciate much of the sadness it brings me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw on the news that it's a symptom of some psychological disorder. Hehe... made me think again. I know I have manic depression - one thing that my mom and my aunt cannot accept. Now, there's another one? *woot-woot* Now I'm a basket of psychotic symptoms. It's pretty funny, how people perceive me simply as this jolly, loud, arrogant and threatening person. Err...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some uneditted pics that I took last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpf5gTNYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ar_DfKX7phs/s1600-h/SUC50062.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099527781055935874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpf5gTNYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ar_DfKX7phs/s320/SUC50062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpgJgTNZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ImmwSQvvBCU/s1600-h/SUC50071.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099527785350903186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpgJgTNZI/AAAAAAAAAD8/ImmwSQvvBCU/s320/SUC50071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpgpgTNaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vUxoPs9V6Dc/s1600-h/PHTO0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099527793940837794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpgpgTNaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/vUxoPs9V6Dc/s320/PHTO0566.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[† FAKE IMAGES OF UNDYING INSECURITIES †]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's one more issue that bothers me badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I was browsing in my Friendster account. I couldn't help but notice many of them are so "strong" in personality. I'm not generalizing, though, all those who have these kinds of images there since I know some and I can tell that they are really like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm more like referring to those kids who seem to be so fake. It made me wonder if they were building some kind of image in their dreamworld which happens to be cyberspace. Some kids spoke as if they were so hot and perfect. Personally, I wasn't affected since I'm a little like that too. But looking at their conversations and some stuff they talked about such as vanity and their depressive perfection, I don't feel like they are what they claim to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I talked to my professor in Philosophy and we agreed that they were insecure people. Partly, some of my thoughts were right. These kids are trying to make images of themselves that they cannot portray in real life. In cyberspace, scene kids are widely accepted and there are many of them (us) who come together and talk. They gain confidence and somewhat so-called respect from people who look up to the images that they had built.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That fact was one thing which is not too easy in real life. There's wide discrimination and the stares and stuff like can bring one person down. They tend to group themselves only with people like them ignoring much of those who are different. Most of them are loners and intimidating. Then the web is one remedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's not general though and I feel like it's applicable to a few insecure little kids who needs attention. Imagine, they can build a world right from inside their room and their little circle of friends. Then they create a universe of hundreds or thousands from the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[† MINI PAHIMIS FESTIVAL †]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;MKA45 is also working on our Mini Pahimis Festival (Mini Coffee Festival) for our PR Week Event. We had been to Amadeo a few times now and we were supposed to go back today but since classes were suspended again, I had to postphone it next Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm really excited for this and I was made the Head of the Negotiations Team. I find that fun though cuz I had to go to different place to talk to different people but it made me wonder if I was "approachable". I mean, look at me. Do I look nice to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, classes had been suspended yesterday and today due to the weather. Errr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[† THAT'S IT †]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I actually have one more story but I guess I'll it some other time. I'm pretty annoyed with that. So this will be it for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cheerios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xxkimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5389581360086230267?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5389581360086230267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5389581360086230267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5389581360086230267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5389581360086230267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/trouble-my-mind-much-more.html' title='† Trouble My Mind Much More †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RsUpf5gTNYI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ar_DfKX7phs/s72-c/SUC50062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-8312586483419216066</id><published>2007-08-08T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T04:23:43.367-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>† Raining Raining ~ I'm Happy †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255); FONT-FAMILY: arial; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Here's a five minute blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainy season is back again at last! I like summer and all the fun with it - the outings, trips, gimiks and everything else. But then... it's just not my kind of weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining... again! Cold... once more. And now I feel complete. It's ironic but the lonely feeling it brings makes me feel complete because being all too happy is just not me. A lot wouldn't understand that and many would think that I'm just making out that feeling in my head but then, sorry to disappoint you - it's been like that since I was a kid. Why? IDK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wet shoes and clothes bring back happy memories too. It's exciting to crash against the rain to catch a class only to find out that it was suspended. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pics to come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8312586483419216066?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8312586483419216066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8312586483419216066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8312586483419216066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8312586483419216066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/raining-raining-im-happy.html' title='† Raining Raining ~ I&apos;m Happy †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-1298195398260777709</id><published>2007-08-03T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T20:34:31.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† There I Go *p0o0of* and Die †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who would have thought that it would come from my own mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I &lt;strong&gt;dwell in my own mistake&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I feel completely guilty. Although I am guilty, it's not the guilt that's killing me. It's the fact that I will never change, I will always be what I am and I will continue to kill.&lt;br /&gt;And because of that I'm worth none of your time and attention. Sooner or later I'd destroy you myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No, this is &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not pathetic self pity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and I'm not trying to make you feel sorry nor sympathy for me.&lt;br /&gt;These are my thoughts. &lt;strong&gt;Welcome to Kimi's reality&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hate how I think. I always tend to make things complicated. It sucks really. I think too much about things that I should just let go and now instead of making my life much more simple, I just turned it into yet another freak show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last night, I did exactly that. I made myself realize just how one person can ruin everything with words. Plain words. And words do kill, only slower and much painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But no, I can't die. I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not my guilt.&lt;/span&gt; I &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;don't feel much remorse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. It's just the fact that I am fairly evil that bothers me. Somehow, &lt;u&gt;I don't want that...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-1298195398260777709?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/1298195398260777709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=1298195398260777709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1298195398260777709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1298195398260777709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-i-go-p0o0of-and-die.html' title='† There I Go *p0o0of* and &lt;i&gt;Die&lt;/i&gt; †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6700801633135159160</id><published>2007-08-03T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:38:40.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Everything Is A Game †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is just a game. You can't deny it. The only difference is there are no resets, no second chances and just winners and losers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6700801633135159160?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6700801633135159160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6700801633135159160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6700801633135159160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6700801633135159160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/08/everything-is-game.html' title='† Everything Is A Game †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8617465442194275992</id><published>2007-07-25T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T08:08:22.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Doing The Best Is Never the Best †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;"I did my best for the team."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's one thing that I have learned in the soon-to-be-20 years of my life. The best is never the &lt;em&gt;best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;When people do something, people tend to say that they're doing their best to make things right, to make things better... to make it the best. Fuck best. There's no such thing. Like what I told my brother, and what he always tells me when we argue, and what our Philo prof loves to imply, people look at things in different ways. What is best for you is not for me and the same bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just one simple thing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Don't do your best, do what should be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes doing your best mess things even more... especially when you're in a team. We're not asking for your best... we're asking for your contribution &lt;strong&gt;to do what you should.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8617465442194275992?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8617465442194275992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8617465442194275992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8617465442194275992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8617465442194275992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/07/doing-best-is-never-best.html' title='† Doing The Best Is Never the Best †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3187899311383374661</id><published>2007-07-06T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:10:56.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Sucker Love †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Broken spirits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, my heart isn't bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, what's going on? I'm not really sure what's REALLY going on. As far as I'm concerned there's a part of me that's falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to look at myself and realize what I really am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything wrong about me just seems to come out of my nose as if I was bleeding and I try to say it's nothing. Blood is red, can't deny those drops falling... soon I'm dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's confusing - what should I do? Really??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, again as usual, I'm making everything complicated. Such a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxKIMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3187899311383374661?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3187899311383374661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3187899311383374661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3187899311383374661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3187899311383374661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/07/sucker-love.html' title='† Sucker Love †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8660846119138218556</id><published>2007-07-05T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T20:49:19.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Yeah Bebe... †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate doing research in the school com lab, they usually block a lot of sites and sometimes we just want to open them. Crap... they've blocked Friendster, and Myspace, and other sites which is so annoying. They even block blogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ironically, this site they haven't blocked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I'll blog... that they haven't locked it and if they do, I hate them ever more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8660846119138218556?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8660846119138218556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8660846119138218556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8660846119138218556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8660846119138218556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/07/yeah-bebe.html' title='† Yeah Bebe... †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8858625565961152364</id><published>2007-07-04T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T09:23:51.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Destroying Myself †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No questions, the fault was initially mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I go for things that I know I can't have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I try to hard to make something happen when I know I can never will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I aspire too high knowing that the risk of falling is can kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I dare to do things that I know I can't handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I end in bitterness and obviously, it was me in the first place to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bury me, bury me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I do things that I know are wrong but enjoy at first and hurt in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I debate with myself, thinking that I can actually do what I claim but end up realizing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;again I was fucking wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The mistake was mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waste away with me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm a hopeless criminal guilty of no crime but guilty of murder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I murder myself with words and I killed them twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I killed myself a hundred times before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never love me, never loved me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aspire high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;He never wanted me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aspire high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And the other who learned I made fun of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've always made life feel like a game but with no restarts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The ultimate reward, still to be known when I come to the end of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I no longer know what to believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I said it was a game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I made it my game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I made it with my own rules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I broke them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This night will never end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I said I was winning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I believed that I was winning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And I end up with nothing at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my fucking fault&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8858625565961152364?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8858625565961152364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8858625565961152364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8858625565961152364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8858625565961152364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/07/destroying-myself.html' title='† Destroying Myself †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3417580883374759218</id><published>2007-06-30T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T07:02:56.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Strategic Marketing †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is just soooo great!! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was really shocked but I was chosen as one of the eight team members for as representatives of our school for the Strategic Marketing Competition! It's so great since I really want to get into the group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But of course, I'm not there alone. I'm also working with other people but I am hoping that we do make it right!!!!! This should be just good enough to get into the top 5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh my hopes and dreams. Here I go again and competition drives me nuts once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who said I didn't have brains!??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Japarski... I'm so paranoid, amf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, today... what we did today is for us to keep...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I sound wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;err&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3417580883374759218?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3417580883374759218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3417580883374759218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3417580883374759218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3417580883374759218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/strategic-marketing.html' title='† Strategic Marketing †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7758968448934108047</id><published>2007-06-26T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T04:11:57.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Growing Into Our Skin †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time: 6:44 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location: Virtus Villa Nicasia Dasma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mood: Confused with senselessness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I was reading something last night that caught my attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It was something in Lasalleño's Music Special where they featured an interview with Chicosci specifically with Mong and Miggy (my beloved). They do have sense and in fact I like what they say even if they sometimes hit and I'm like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;"these bastards..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Well, caught my attention was when they mentioned about their mature music - that they have finally grown to what they are now; more mature than before. Before, it was all experimental until the realization came of what they want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I completely got it! Finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For years I've heard the issues of posers, fakers and all the bullshit about this fucking topic that really annoys me. Posers (or poseurs whatever) are always there and they will never leave but let's not be all too quick in judging these people. We know, for example an artist who tries to be rock just because it's in, are the fakers because it's not their passion. But as for other people who seems to be just in now cuz that's what's in or what... this is the only time when rock is being indulged everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Let's view it this way - this is the moment where many people get exposed to our music (rock) and so some appreciate it for real shifting from the tweetums to listening to this. What I'm trying to say is, not all newbies in the scene are fake. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Take my story for example...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I loved rock since I was a kid cuz of my parent's influence I guess. My dad and my mom listen to bands and stuff like that instead of love songs or soul. Aside from that reason, I can relate to rock songs... their lyrics and the heavy riffs (referring to hardcore and some metal). I just couldn't get on with the loveeee duvvvvy songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then there came friends who don't listen to rock. Here came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;my experimental phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. They listened to this and that and being a teen that no one really liked, I tried to mingle. I tried to like it and listened to rock when I'm alone. When I was with them I would sing what they did, trying to fit it. I will never deny that because that time was the hardest part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;When you're a kid, you just want to belong. I wanted to have friends. Come on, I just wanted to be happy!! Miserable little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then I learned to do things secretly... own songs, own poems, own art, own ideas and own world. It was something they didn't really know except for one who knew most of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Then, there came college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;REALIZATION STAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.  This was the time that my friends and I moved away from each other. I met new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I learned to be more alone than ever. It was my chance to do what I really wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Freedom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Finally, I didn't have to sing Backstreet Boys although I was a fan really. This time around I can scream and dress up the way I wanted without friends telling that I looked awful. They knew me like this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I grew up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Through my four years in college that will soon end in March, I changed a lot. My hair was long then short then long. It was brown, then blond, then black, then red, then blue... I still listened to my beloved rock although I hate to bother about the genre, they give me headaches. I appreciate both old and new artists...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;that's basically that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7758968448934108047?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7758968448934108047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7758968448934108047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7758968448934108047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7758968448934108047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/growing-into-our-skin.html' title='† Growing Into Our Skin †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4446275085648411483</id><published>2007-06-24T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T05:54:43.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† The 1st Boring Regada †</title><content type='html'>..for the first time I didn't go out this fiesta...&lt;br /&gt;and I was bored...&lt;br /&gt;for the first time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4446275085648411483?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4446275085648411483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4446275085648411483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4446275085648411483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4446275085648411483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/1st-boring-regada.html' title='† The 1st Boring Regada †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4856798015099227831</id><published>2007-06-16T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T07:31:54.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† For I Am the Queen of the Geeks †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was talking to some kids over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://friendster.com/saintgirl"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Friendster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and a lot really complained about school and all. Well, of course who wouldn't? One commented that only kids only like school. Oh yeah right, so "cool people" are supposed to hate school? Not that I'm saying that I'm cool but not that cuz you like school means you're a... geek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, anyway, if that's so then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ALL HAIL ME... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnTP5bj3KnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Lze0FI6cXsQ/s1600-h/crshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076911265511058034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnTP5bj3KnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Lze0FI6cXsQ/s400/crshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;QUEEN OF THE GEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I love school. It doesn't mean though that I would die studying and focusing on all subjects and read all day long. Nope, trust me, I won't and I never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I grew up doing things on my own in my own way. But I never failed any of that. Pardon my arrogance but that's true. Since this is the net and most probably you don't personally know me, I feel fine with boasting somehow. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;† School Definition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;When I say school it doesn't necessarily mean all the books, &lt;strong&gt;profs, and lessons that we have. I'm also talking about my friends, the adventures we have and everything that we go through together&lt;/strong&gt;. Truth is, these friends are my life. Almost half of this rotten life revolves around them. hen I say school, it includes the nights I got drunk and the exams I flunked...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;...not all too geeky anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It just so happens most things that happens to me either happens there or with the people that I met there. I don't really have any childhood friends or anything so most of my &lt;em&gt;barkada&lt;/em&gt; are my classmates and the super extended network included. I spend most of my time is school as well. I don't often go somewhere too far or what... although I do (in bars near the school) but then... I just perceive things that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;† Grading Matters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As for grades... yeah I'm grade conscious but &lt;strong&gt;not exagerrated.&lt;/strong&gt; You know what I mean. I need high grades because I want to have them, not because my mom will screw me for not having them. It's more of a personal goal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Obviously, I want high grades cuz I'm one hell of an ambitious bitch. I have this thing for my future that, maybe not even you, would believe. I'm highly prolific and I tend to mix fantasy with real life... and my dreams make a big part of that collision. I have so many things in mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;† Can You Stand That?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just kept thinking, I don't want a boring life. I want adventure... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if I stay at home... isn't that just boring?&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Facing the computer 24/7 until I have no idea what site to open and eating the whole day. Then what? Go out at night, get drunk and all fed up with nothing sensible... and... what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can't stand that. I'd rather read a good book. Yeah, a good book and some vodka, later I'm already a character in the book. Life's not all that. What comes in life is our decision and I choose not to do the usual stare-at-the-ceiling moment for more than four hours. I've done that and my back started to hurt. I can last three hours and 59 minutes max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;† Geeky or Not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Who cares really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnVFIrj3KoI/AAAAAAAAADE/9SePepM5hR8/s1600-h/the+library+is+for+reading.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077040170364512898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnVFIrj3KoI/AAAAAAAAADE/9SePepM5hR8/s400/the+library+is+for+reading.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; there is a time to read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnVFI7j3KpI/AAAAAAAAADM/g8fCFfnhTrU/s1600-h/PHTO0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077040174659480210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnVFI7j3KpI/AAAAAAAAADM/g8fCFfnhTrU/s400/PHTO0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and a time to get wasted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077040178954447522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnVFJLj3KqI/AAAAAAAAADU/Wi_0Hcxl66g/s400/araneta+06+(40).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and times to be all that geeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4856798015099227831?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4856798015099227831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4856798015099227831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4856798015099227831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4856798015099227831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-i-am-queen-of-geeks.html' title='† For I Am the Queen of the Geeks †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RnTP5bj3KnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Lze0FI6cXsQ/s72-c/crshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-8756437821299005041</id><published>2007-06-11T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T23:40:42.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† And Again... School †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oh, looks like I won't be updating daily anymore. Errr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;School starts tomorrow and hell, I'll be freakin' busy again for one last year. Finally! One last year! Then move out!! Woooohooo!!! Tomorrow I return to my dorm and to school. I missed my buds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ironically I missed school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Oooooh... I wonder wonder wonder... what comes next? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8756437821299005041?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8756437821299005041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8756437821299005041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8756437821299005041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8756437821299005041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-again-school.html' title='† And Again... School †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8141577319078300696</id><published>2007-06-10T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T09:54:17.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Dormination †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Aww.. this is tiring!&lt;/span&gt; Today I went to my dorm again to make the final cleanup and put everything back into place. Jess was with me and after some few hours, the place looked neat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now it makes me think twice about leaving next sem but I know I really have to. I'll miss that place, it's been my home for the past three years. Errrr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for now, I'll just make the most of my dorm life. I treat it like my second home (well, it sort of is since I spend more time there than at home as in home home). I looked around and felt my bed... this is it! Soon I'm moving out and back to the real "homination"...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Err, the things I say!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soon, I'll move out for real and when I do, I'll make sure I choose a nice, comfy place to be my home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8141577319078300696?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8141577319078300696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8141577319078300696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8141577319078300696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8141577319078300696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/dormination.html' title='† &lt;b&gt;Dormination&lt;/b&gt; †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7872919234097321391</id><published>2007-06-09T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T01:22:50.152-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>† The Theme is Themeless - 2nd Amateur Shoot †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I had my 2nd Amateur Photoshoot yesterday and It was great!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I really had lots of fun with Mae and Dhesz and Uge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I met up with Dhesz and got so hungry. We ate first at Delifrance but it got us a little late so we started in the afternoon. We should've had lunch over Mae's house. Err...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We didn't really have a theme to begin with so it was more a spontaneous one. Everything that we did were right from our minds and all ideas were like impromptu. The makeup and the clothes (except for those that we brought) were also undecided. That was the fun part of it. The locations that we had, though, was great. We had it over Mae's house and several spots in Alabang. Uge helped us out, some photos were taken by him and he's our driver! HEHE... But he didn't mind, so sweet BF of Mae. Dhesz kept laughing most of the time. She loved to look at the cam!! As for me, I was fat than ever. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mae was a great model and she's beautiful too! Dhesz was also great... and funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Anyway, I'm planning a theme for the next shoot but that wouldn't be anytime soon because school will start next week so we're going to be busy again so expect most of my photos will all be spontaneous and unplanned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmpiA7j3KkI/AAAAAAAAACk/gR_WL_vIV0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0377.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073975698313914946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmpiA7j3KkI/AAAAAAAAACk/gR_WL_vIV0Y/s400/IMG_0377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Here's a preview of what's to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just a group photo. All other pics will be uploaded when I'm done with labelling and editting them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Please visit my albums in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;DA and my Official Photoalbum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I will also upload it in Multiply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanx and Love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7872919234097321391?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7872919234097321391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7872919234097321391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7872919234097321391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7872919234097321391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/theme-is-themeless-2nd-amateur-shoot.html' title='† The Theme is &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Themeless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - 2nd Amateur Shoot †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmpiA7j3KkI/AAAAAAAAACk/gR_WL_vIV0Y/s72-c/IMG_0377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-3614354379940329475</id><published>2007-06-07T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T08:50:09.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Locked Outside my Own House †</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This day is one of the worst days of my life! Although it didn't end up to be so bad... but it still is... bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is what happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This afternoon I went to drop some things off at my dorm unit so that I wouldn't have to carry so many stuff when I return there before school. The next thing I knew, after two hours of gruesome travel time, I was locked outside! Well, not my own house though... my own dorm (that had been my house for three years now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, the door lock just wouldn't pop open! I got the pad lock removed but the door lock just wouldn't open. I stared at my keys for like... five minutes confirming to myself that the one I was using was the right key and it was undamaged. Oh well... but the next thing I know... I was still outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been fifteen minutes, no one was answering my calls except for my mom. I don't know where the hell everyone else were. Then it started to rain! Can you just believe that!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was wet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone to pick up the freaking phone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw these "kuya's" or those handymen guys from the telephone car, I think they're repair men. I begged them to open my door and after all the attempts, it popped!! Finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, problem is... I couldn't close it. Damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3614354379940329475?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3614354379940329475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3614354379940329475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3614354379940329475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3614354379940329475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/locked-outside-my-own-house.html' title='† Locked Outside my Own House †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5038772088286312377</id><published>2007-06-04T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:07:55.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Another Obsession!? Err.. Why the old man!? †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Err... before I start ranting about my coming last year in school like I've done so in my friendster blog... I'll do this first. Don't worry, I'll blog about it here too and put pics of my friends that I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;For now, this is my topic:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The OLD MEN OBSESSION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;It makes sense though, I've always had an eye for older man. When I was 14, I had a boyfriend nine years older than me! Now, my boyfriend is seven years older than me. Oh well, I'm a villain, I know. And maybe being a bitch is part of it. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But NOTE: THE OLD MEN I LIKE...LOOKS GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, I dont like men who resemble my grand father. That would disgust me, really. I don't like old, fat, gray haired men approaching me asking me to go out. That is not... my type!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm so into these two  guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQxbj3KgI/AAAAAAAAACE/e23RssCeXTw/s1600-h/3932570043d17505f91otc6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQxbj3KgI/AAAAAAAAACE/e23RssCeXTw/s400/3932570043d17505f91otc6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072408627956361730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Yeah, I know, I've blogged about him a million times but man, Robert Knepper just wouldn't leave my head! He's 29 years my senior! But awesome guy! Another Rob (who is my friend) said it was creepy for me to like him, but hey!! who doesn't have their fantasies!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQxbj3KhI/AAAAAAAAACM/Bczq0qOA4HI/s1600-h/william_fichtner_prison_break.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQxbj3KhI/AAAAAAAAACM/Bczq0qOA4HI/s400/william_fichtner_prison_break.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072408627956361746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;William Fitchner!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; He's also starred in Prison Break and a lot of other movies!! Hot guy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; And he's exactly 31 years my senior. He was born in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 20, 1956... I was born in November 20, 1987.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; One more thing! He's of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;German descent&lt;/span&gt;!! And I love germans! Haha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; (Hey Timo, if you're reading this, here's a credit to you and your family!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQx7j3KiI/AAAAAAAAACU/MiFDWKDJCd8/s1600-h/240px-William_Fichtner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQx7j3KiI/AAAAAAAAACU/MiFDWKDJCd8/s400/240px-William_Fichtner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072408636546296354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQx7j3KjI/AAAAAAAAACc/EagmhTSPKKs/s1600-h/william-fichtner1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQx7j3KjI/AAAAAAAAACc/EagmhTSPKKs/s400/william-fichtner1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072408636546296370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah yeah, so I've thought... I'm one silly little girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's face it, we all have our dirties dreams don't we? I'm just silly enough to actually post this. And what other people think doesn't matter. It's true!! I love them!! hihi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5038772088286312377?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5038772088286312377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5038772088286312377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5038772088286312377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5038772088286312377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-obsession-err-why-old-man.html' title='† Another Obsession!? Err.. Why the old man!? †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RmTQxbj3KgI/AAAAAAAAACE/e23RssCeXTw/s72-c/3932570043d17505f91otc6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-5121932516270993848</id><published>2007-06-02T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T08:33:08.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Expired! Amfufu.. Why is Adobe so expensive anyway?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm really, really sad... my trial version of Adobe just got expired and I'm using it for almost everything! It's so annoying. I want to purchase one but man, $599?! No way! That's equivalent to a four-day trip to Singapore, Malaysia or Hong Kong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm just wondering why is it so expensive when so many people &lt;em&gt;needs&lt;/em&gt; it!? Or &lt;em&gt;using it&lt;/em&gt;, rather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ERr.. Completely depressed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I hate it when small things make me this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5121932516270993848?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5121932516270993848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5121932516270993848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5121932516270993848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5121932516270993848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/expired-amfufu-why-is-adobe-so.html' title='† Expired! Amfufu.. Why is Adobe so expensive anyway?'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8751230396419511757</id><published>2007-06-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:47:20.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† 2nd Amateur Photoshoot Scheduled †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's actually surprising since Eca and I haven't planned any photoshoots again although we ought to repeat. This morning Mae messaged me to say that she wanted a shot too so out of nowhere came this decision:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Saturday June 8 2007 - 2nd Amateur Photoshoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's really exciting and of course, I'm in crossed-fingers-all-hopes state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I mean, anything might happen in one week but I'm all hopeful because the 1st one was scheduled months before, the date was decided weeks before but we managed to execute. Now this is one week away and I'm really, really excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We're gonna have three cameras. This time I want to make a good, crisp shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As usual, this is a big thing for me. I really love photography. Of all arts, right now this is the one that I'm indulged in. But I will never forget the other arts that I love and appreciate such as drawing, poetry, speech, filming and all. It's only that this is the one I'm in love with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Photography has a long story behind it. Hmmm... I'd tell it some other time, right now I'm just glad to announce this photoshoot!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8751230396419511757?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8751230396419511757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8751230396419511757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8751230396419511757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8751230396419511757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/06/2nd-amateur-photoshoot-scheduled.html' title='† 2nd Amateur Photoshoot Scheduled †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8128473723965290660</id><published>2007-05-31T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:10:44.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Official Photo Album †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have planned to finally close down one site and make another which will be better and official. I made this site in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://spaces.live.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Live Spaces&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; and I have decided that this will contain my official photo album. I will upload everything there, of course, aside from my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://eiahmiki.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DA Account&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://friendster.com/saintgirl"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friendster&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chimericalkimi.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Multiply&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/xheartstarsmikix"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flickr&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This site will include everything under the sun - photography, art sketches, events, outing with family and friends and everything else. Please keep updated!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Also, visit me and add me there if you will!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimiredundancies.spaces.live.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--&gt; Far Out Without Wonders Site&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8128473723965290660?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8128473723965290660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8128473723965290660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8128473723965290660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8128473723965290660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/official-photo-album.html' title='† Official Photo Album †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-2329523172745412175</id><published>2007-05-30T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:59:32.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Photoshoot + Skull Bag But No Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like a child, I want to brag like hell but I won't anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;† May 28 2007 †&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eca and I finally had our first amateur photo shoot. I've been blogging about this a lot within two days. Yeah this is really a big thing for me because I love photography so much that I appreciate every part of it. This special date is really a big thing! Considering that it was all photography and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had several settings - 1. cemetery 2. seaside &amp; 3. street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun, completely scene. It doesn't matter though. I'm still excited because we're planning for another one. Hopefully, hopefully, hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a preview of the 1st set. I will soon upload an album for the 1st set and soon for the others. Each set only has a few photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rl2sOgUlOfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/G9eHFKosj1w/s1600-h/Childish+Innocence+-+DA.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070398120683452914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rl2sOgUlOfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/G9eHFKosj1w/s320/Childish+Innocence+-+DA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;† May 30 2007 †&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm just disappointed. I saw these pair of shoes that really look awesome from Pony. Hmm.. I would really like to get my hands on it but unfortunately, all my mom managed to get me was a skull bag. No regrets though. I know I'd still have those shoes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sue me for LUST OF THE EYES &lt;em&gt;~vanity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2329523172745412175?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2329523172745412175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2329523172745412175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2329523172745412175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2329523172745412175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/photoshoot-skull-bag-but-no-shoes.html' title='† Photoshoot + Skull Bag But No Shoes'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rl2sOgUlOfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/G9eHFKosj1w/s72-c/Childish+Innocence+-+DA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-3055242006248195276</id><published>2007-05-28T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:27:58.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† He's A She!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can't believe it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I blogged about this guy, Vlad, that I really liked. He's like my perfect dreamguy. It feels really awkward, I just found out that he's a girl. Yeah, lesbo baby. He looks like a guy but a pic shows he has boobs! No, he didn't get a boob job I supposed. I started examining his pix and turns out, he does have the shape of a woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh well... girls trying to be boys and boys trying to be girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As far as I'm concerned, &lt;strong&gt;I'm both.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3055242006248195276?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3055242006248195276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3055242006248195276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3055242006248195276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3055242006248195276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/hes-she.html' title='† He&apos;s A She!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-935669006277708298</id><published>2007-05-26T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:43:12.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† The Last of Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tomorrow, I'm going to go to this reunion with some highschool classmates. This might just be the last of us, the final memories. Sooner or later we're having our own jobs, move out and never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tomorrow... I really have no idea what will happen. I'll see old friends, old plastics &amp; hypocrites, and the stares as usual I will have to endure. I know I've changed a lot since college. I learned not to listen to what they think and just do what I want without giving a damn what they would say. In highschool, I was so afraid to be rejected that I taught myself to like the things that they did. This time around, I know what I want and that real friends would appreciate that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not saying I didn't have real friends in highschool. I just learned more in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On the other hand, I'm grateful for having them as my friends (despite some being judgemental). It's not really my problem. In fact, I love seeing their reactions towards me. If only I could pierce myself more. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Goodluck tomorrow... our last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-935669006277708298?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/935669006277708298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=935669006277708298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/935669006277708298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/935669006277708298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-of-us.html' title='† The Last of Us'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5726623029082960638</id><published>2007-05-25T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T07:19:48.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Purple Ribbon</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xheartstarsmikix/512059364/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/222/512059364_96494f34d1.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/xheartstarsmikix/512059364/"&gt;my purple ribbon&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/xheartstarsmikix/"&gt;xMikiX&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Something new, finally a plain white background.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was taken before my haircut. The ribbon was made of two satin ribbons and chiffon ribbon in the middle with tiny multicolored glassbeads with metallic purple/blue tones. Metal clip fixed.&lt;br /&gt;I made it!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;As for the background, I'm planning to have more shots with it. It's actually in the hospital where my mom works. It's still under construction so it's all solemn and plain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5726623029082960638?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5726623029082960638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5726623029082960638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5726623029082960638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5726623029082960638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-purple-ribbon.html' title='My Purple Ribbon'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/222/512059364_96494f34d1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-5978019774115809750</id><published>2007-05-24T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T04:40:21.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Oh Man Can You Believe I Missed School †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;May 23 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday I enrolled for my 2nd to the last semester in DLSU. I really missed school, believe it or not. Well, I guess cuz much of my life revolved there it's no wonder I do miss school. No it's better to say that I missed my friends in school and the things that we do together there (and out there).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was, in fact, excited to get there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course, there are also some negative sides in going back. One is having to deal with the people that I hate being with. But that doesn't matter much. I always put in mind - &lt;em&gt;without these annoying, self-righteous people, we wouldn't have anyone to talk about.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Aside from that... I also received a lot of compliments about the hair which was pretty nice. But I also had my hair pulled more than ten times whenever some friends pass by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then Mae had a treat for us, a late birthday treat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Unfortunately Eca wasn't around... Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5978019774115809750?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5978019774115809750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5978019774115809750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5978019774115809750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5978019774115809750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-man-can-you-believe-i-missed-school.html' title='† Oh Man Can You Believe I Missed School †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-1207413280175719312</id><published>2007-05-21T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T05:31:48.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† It's Just A Freakin' Website †</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I lived my life this whole summer in a world of friends made up of bytes and photos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I lived in a freaking website...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With this fact, I can't believe that so many people, including myself, have depended on it for joy, belongingness and practically everything else that it can provide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, that's the power of innovation...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People become less personal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-1207413280175719312?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/1207413280175719312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=1207413280175719312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1207413280175719312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/1207413280175719312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-just-freakin-website.html' title='† It&apos;s Just A Freakin&apos; Website †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-8347460559418085888</id><published>2007-05-19T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T07:47:45.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Wee!! I'm glad †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Errr... even if I have received some discrimination early this evening, everything was fine.&lt;br /&gt;I've uploaded something on DA and someone just commented something partially racist concerning asians. I have to admit I am pissed off. Well, I wouldn't bother trashing over that guy cuz I have many white friends and I respect them. If I was to say something, this page is not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just happy. Janey dropped by and we had lots of talk!! I really missed her!!&lt;br /&gt;Awwww...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll update tomorrow on this. I'm kinda sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-8347460559418085888?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/8347460559418085888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=8347460559418085888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8347460559418085888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/8347460559418085888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/wee-im-glad.html' title='† Wee!! I&apos;m glad †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3014069024359194193</id><published>2007-05-16T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:13:09.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Envy Jealousy Frustration Pain †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Before I turn my computer off and doze off to my fantasies, I would like to share some thought first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's awful... how I feel right now. I am a committed person, happy with her life, but unfortunately &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;has a fantasy world that I cannot leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lately, I've been witnessing in both TV shows and real life &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a series of psychopath jerks who live with their fantasies clashing to reality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They tend to mix the truth with fiction and think as if they are indeed living, well, like the way that they thought they do. It's a pathetic sight having to deal with their lies while they all act as if it was true or real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as for me I know how to keep these fictional things in my world and not let them escape. Although sometimes I tend to, &lt;strong&gt;I hold on my lips not to talk to myself while on a long ride&lt;/strong&gt;. Trust me, it's hard. Of course, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;these fantasies of mine are all based on reality, existing people and yes, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another fact - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have this thing for boys with makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. No, not limited to so-called and labelled "emo boys" but to the general majority of these boys may they listen to post hardcore or not. I love them. I dig them.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I completely adore them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It mixes with my undeniable taste for Europeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am literally drying myself in this tropical island... I have to getaway!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all those things, there is only one man that I adore completely. It's ironic, I don't even know his last name. It doesn't matter. I just can't resist him - his perfect eyes, lovely hair, and those lips... I'm dying for him. And he's dying for a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those moments where you say, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;you don't even know I'm existing&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It's &lt;strong&gt;a heartbreaking fact&lt;/strong&gt;. To him, I'm one of those stupid fans commenting on his work. I have &lt;strong&gt;watched him post his stuff while I act like this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;illusionada&lt;/span&gt; all those times.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A perfect, desperate, dreamy girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I am indeed weary about myself... I'm like a stalker, only that I don't see him in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he is a photographer. And he &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is inlove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl is &lt;strong&gt;lovely as well&lt;/strong&gt;. I have nothing against her and I can't even imagine getting rid of her. In fact, I come to think they're a perfect couple. Thinking of me taking her place... is fucking stupid and awkward. But, again, seeing their photos together is completely devastating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just so you'd see here he is. I don't even know if you'd appreciate him but when I'm lost in my dreams, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's all in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Vladimir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bellz.deviantart.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065203082861033922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rks3XgUlOcI/AAAAAAAAABc/2rauzX_kB3c/s320/Mr_Poser_by_BellZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rks4wQUlOeI/AAAAAAAAABs/yP3hdIGqoKs/s1600-h/bellz+so+hottttt.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065204607574424034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rks4wQUlOeI/AAAAAAAAABs/yP3hdIGqoKs/s320/bellz+so+hottttt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rks4wQUlOdI/AAAAAAAAABk/lkA7GITR0AQ/s1600-h/vlad.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065204607574424018" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rks4wQUlOdI/AAAAAAAAABk/lkA7GITR0AQ/s320/vlad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Help me find my own...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3014069024359194193?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3014069024359194193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3014069024359194193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3014069024359194193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3014069024359194193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/envy-jealousy-frustration-pain.html' title='† Envy Jealousy Frustration Pain †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rks3XgUlOcI/AAAAAAAAABc/2rauzX_kB3c/s72-c/Mr_Poser_by_BellZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-6672611639315603875</id><published>2007-05-15T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T23:11:30.630-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics philippine philippines senatorial elections'/><title type='text'>† Long Live The Philippine Election Games †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;What is happening in our country is a complete disaster. Everything is like a game and politics is not for leading the country but for earning money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Senatorial Elections happened last Monday. I didn't vote, I'm not registered. I'm not proud neither am I ashamed of that fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Right now, I'm really confused with the government. The administration is doing everything to bring the opposition down including illegal ways. They tried really hard to pin Alan Cayetano down up to this very moment. They are trying to get their candidates in the top 12, of course. The whole election is a mess. Brownouts, murder, and sabotage are the country's main issues for the past months. It's a very degrading thing for us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Selfish for power and prestige, they will do anything to get into the position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Our president is doing everything too, for her own interests of course. I couldn't see much of the good of her doings because if there are any, no one notices unless researched. And trust me, we will need top researchers to figure that out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please God, give us a good leader to save our country...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to save us...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to save me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6672611639315603875?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6672611639315603875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6672611639315603875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6672611639315603875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6672611639315603875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-live-philippine-election-games.html' title='† Long Live The Philippine Election Games †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-3005747477848904808</id><published>2007-05-13T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T08:09:37.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† They Disgust Me †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is stupid. Well, love makes people stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is selfless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love is whatever may it be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Love creates improper justifications just for the sake of it. That's why love has so many metaphors and synonyms and alias... to defend thy feeling and thy mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes we tend not to see that there are some couples out there that are just disgusting - thinking that it's love that they're playing but just that crush and the urge to have someone. In the end is just pain... Pitiful creatures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if you just know who...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;anyway, it's summer!! For a moment I will let them be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;OH, like I've said, I'm not nice - always mean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-3005747477848904808?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/3005747477848904808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=3005747477848904808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3005747477848904808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/3005747477848904808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/they-disgust-me.html' title='† They Disgust Me †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-4499220909694577371</id><published>2007-05-13T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:02:40.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Trash Girls †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I hate these bitches... although there are times I know I act as if one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There are these girls who make these groups for the beautiful and all. They are the pretty ones, the vain, and the (im)perfect. It's alright for me. I'm even a member of some group.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But then, there are these exagerated groups (and members) who are like &lt;em&gt;"I'm mean so fuck off"&lt;/em&gt; but talks anyway. It's like the perfect reverse psychology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know. Some do deserve to be there, I've talked to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But most are just purely fake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-4499220909694577371?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/4499220909694577371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=4499220909694577371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4499220909694577371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/4499220909694577371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/trash-girls.html' title='† Trash Girls †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5124234299490807971</id><published>2007-05-12T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T03:27:45.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='club music'/><title type='text'>† The Club Music Fascination †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I've always loved rock music since I was in gradeschool and it's certified that I am not one of those newbie trend followers who seek rock cuz it's "in". Trust me, I know my roots although perhaps not that much but I could still define my footstand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;But then, there's still this sound in my head. Heavy drum beats, fast tunes and those crystal sounds that's like lonely and outer space. I move with the beat and my head beats as well. I don't know what music that was. It's pretty awkward to find out years later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I'm not a good dancer. I left the act six years ago after realizing that it's not for me. But I love moving with the beat in an unconstrained manner. No steps, just body shaking back and forth, hands waving and my head lost in the sound of that outer-space chimes. Trust me, when I hear these sounds, I get high; not to mention the lights that come with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;There, here ye College!! Welcome for the late bloomer (which is very common in the Philippines). After being isolated in our never-big city, I realize how many things I've missed. I had more freedom with fashion (finally no borders) and more independence for my music - no one cares what I want!! It's awesome, unlike being stuck at home I learn nothing and tend to be stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;On the other hand, aside bashing with rock... I finally gave trance and club music the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;I love this music...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Instead of love songs and R&amp;B, this is the sound that soothes me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DJs I love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paul van dyk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2b6YaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/WsIi4lQzmPg/s1600-h/paul+van+Dyk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2b6YaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/WsIi4lQzmPg/s400/paul+van+Dyk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063617018974464194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dj tiesto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2L6YaLI/AAAAAAAAABE/WXhX7uu7q3I/s1600-h/djtiesto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2L6YaLI/AAAAAAAAABE/WXhX7uu7q3I/s400/djtiesto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063617014679496882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2r6YaNI/AAAAAAAAABU/19uJYV5gpeo/s1600-h/chicane1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2r6YaNI/AAAAAAAAABU/19uJYV5gpeo/s400/chicane1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063617023269431506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5124234299490807971?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5124234299490807971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5124234299490807971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5124234299490807971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5124234299490807971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/club-music-fascination.html' title='† The Club Music Fascination †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/RkWU2b6YaMI/AAAAAAAAABM/WsIi4lQzmPg/s72-c/paul+van+Dyk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1047409696663157699.post-2501836904937500868</id><published>2007-05-09T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T23:22:45.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Frustrated †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm bored...&lt;br /&gt;I'm really frustrated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again a bagful of complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete blog @ my other Blog - &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://iceangelkimi.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/"&gt;Fallen to Pierce Lies©&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-2501836904937500868?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/2501836904937500868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=2501836904937500868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2501836904937500868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/2501836904937500868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/frustrated.html' title='† Frustrated †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-5208033518048055277</id><published>2007-05-09T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T06:45:54.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† The Chosen Ones †</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Education in our country used to be one of the top priorities. Of course, like every other government oriented activity, it has been long forgotten - spit down the memory lane behind corruption and plunder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's an annoying thing - only a few young educators deserve to be called teachers and professors; the remaining majority are just there for the salary and have money. That majority are usually the typical dumb ones who don't even know how to teach and what to actually teach; the ones who don't really care what happens to the kids as long as they get their monthly pay it's fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then here come college - &lt;em&gt;the moment of doom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Everything that will be said in the following paragraphs are just generalizations and have room for error; there are exceptions to the rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There are those kids who doesn't care called &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the stupid ones&lt;/span&gt;. Even if they are rich or not, everyone knows they need it. The poor ones who choose not to study sometimes end up dead in the streets or perhaps... still poor. The rich ones who choose not to study sometimes end up clinging on to their wealth for dear life or also dead in the streets after they get bankrupt. Then there are those who are given a second chance to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Those who choose to study are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the guided ones&lt;/span&gt;. They either survive, learn to live life, learn to be corrupt, learn to use other people, or simply learn to work. Then there are those not given enough opportunities and nothing really happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then for those in school...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There are those who are given the chance to study in good schools - they are &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the lucky ones&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There are those who are given the chance to study in college, regardless of name and prestige - they are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the blessed ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then, finally, there are those who are able to study in schools with a respectful name, good reputation, quality education, and assurance - they are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the chosen ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But whoever you are and to whatever description you might belong, whatever happens in the future depends on you. It doesn't really matter because nowadays, nothing matters. Our time defies the rules and laws of life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am one of the chosen ones and I'm proud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But whatever I will be still depends on me. I can be a successful businesswoman, a rogue photographer putting makeup on every subject, or dead on the street after a night's alcohol overdose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;For the mean time, the only important thing for me right now is defy my own law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am the forgotten chosen one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;xxLELE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-5208033518048055277?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/5208033518048055277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=5208033518048055277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5208033518048055277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/5208033518048055277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/chosen-ones.html' title='† The Chosen Ones †'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-6092546672904573314</id><published>2007-05-08T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T19:50:16.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well.. JUst wanted to write this one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;it!!Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; - Kimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Nicknames&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; - Lele Kim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Age&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; - 19 and getting older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxLOLxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;**Kimi**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.is loud &amp; crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.ultimate toma queen &amp; beer pro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.doesn't study but never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.obviously arrogant but proud of being that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.doesnt care what other people think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.fights for what she thinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.fights for friends &amp; family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;**Loves**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.art.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.photography.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.internet surfing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.photo editing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.photosets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.colors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.makeup and clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.parties and gigs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.music esp rock/trance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.piercings and ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.pizza pasta &amp; iced tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.Bayern Munchen &amp; FC Barcelona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.F1 - Kimi Raikkonen &amp; Michael Schumacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.Dogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.Airplanes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.Joyrides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;**admires**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;girls &amp; boys that know where to stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.expressive people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.real people - not animals that look like humans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.creative people with a sense of humor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.those who appreciate others for what they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.boys with makeup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;**hates**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.selfish and self-righteous ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.feelingera people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.fake people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.boys who ask if they're gay and brags about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.girls who think they co-authored Glamour Mag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.people who can't take jokes but has the guts to make fun of other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.people who cannot understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;.narrow minded creeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-6092546672904573314?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/6092546672904573314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=6092546672904573314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6092546672904573314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/6092546672904573314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-just-wanted-to-write-this-one.html' title='Well.. JUst wanted to write this one'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</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-1047409696663157699.post-7475288377536511085</id><published>2007-05-05T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:57:18.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>† Stuck in A Moment and You Just Can't Stop It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**that feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt the feeling of being stuck in a certain place or time and there's just no way to get out of it? That moment like when you're held at gun point and you close your eyes and you just can't stop!?? It's when you were in a scary ride like the Viking in Star City (the one like Anchors Away in Enchanted Kingdom) and your brother throws up. And literally, it's just what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jette invited me to come with her to Star City cuz she had these discount coupons. So, I was excited to see her again. She's been my friend since 6th Grade. It was really nice so I thought of bringing my brother Bobby with me since yesterday was his birthday. I promised him that this would be my present for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**This afternoon we set out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went with Jette first to Harrizon Plaza to exchange some damaged DVDs. Bobby ate some shawarma and I took some pix. After that we went straight to Star City to enjoy the first ride... the Viking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was (is) afraid of heights... and I told him to face his fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wrong fucking move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He freaked out... and threw up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr..&lt;br /&gt;I didn't feel embarassed or anything. I felt so sorry for my brother. Everyone knows he's such a baby and I shouldn't have forced him to take the ride. Now I feel really mean not only to Jess but also to him. It made me feel really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;**The Aftermath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay... so mean sister has to make up for her bad deeds. Again, I felt bad cuz I had to ask Jette to buy Bob some new clothes... which was pretty nice in the end. I asked her to buy those DX shirt that we saw on the way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost gave Bob a bath and I felt really bad making him wait in the cubicle that long until Jette came. He had a complete outfit change and my bag stank...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;**&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It was fun anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we resorted to walking through ones... and Jette and I took the rides instead. Bob had to wait and that made me feel even bad. I was up the Surf Dance and I could see Bob waving to me from down there. It was one of those awful feelings that I hate having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cancelled the Cyclone (rollercoaster) for some other time. I couldn't stand Bob anymore. We had fun with the game booths and bump cars and picture taking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... here are some pix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will soon post the complete set (plus edits)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the mean time these are all:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk876YaHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9RkVI0ldNuo/s1600-h/PHTO0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk876YaHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9RkVI0ldNuo/s400/PHTO0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061101448039262322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob Nervous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk9L6YaII/AAAAAAAAAAs/7dktKuSloqI/s1600-h/PHTO0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk9L6YaII/AAAAAAAAAAs/7dktKuSloqI/s400/PHTO0034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061101452334229634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Freaks Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk9b6YaJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7zBjvPRa-Lc/s1600-h/PHTO0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk9b6YaJI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7zBjvPRa-Lc/s400/PHTO0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061101456629196946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Kimi and Jette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk9r6YaKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pfSumUAS3tI/s1600-h/PHTO0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk9r6YaKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/pfSumUAS3tI/s400/PHTO0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061101460924164258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Oh sorry we caused this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxKIMI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;© xxkimi | eiahmiki | Kimi Patino&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1047409696663157699-7475288377536511085?l=silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/feeds/7475288377536511085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1047409696663157699&amp;postID=7475288377536511085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7475288377536511085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1047409696663157699/posts/default/7475288377536511085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://silentscreamsxanathema.blogspot.com/2007/05/stuck-in-moment-and-you-just-cant-stop.html' title='† Stuck in A Moment and You Just Can&apos;t Stop It'/><author><name>xxkimi | eiahmiki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04710352805007891879</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j_av9HBbY8g/Rjyk876YaHI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9RkVI0ldNuo/s72-c/PHTO0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
