<?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-5016401</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:29:09.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stand Out!</title><subtitle type='html'>If everyone goes right, go left... Stand Out!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-94221912</id><published>2003-05-12T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T13:08:08.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;x men personality quiz!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are Storm! &lt;/i&gt;You may have come from a good family but you are only happy when it rains. You not only like bad weather, you bring it with you. You may have a stormy personality but you can take care of anything that comes your way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's your passsion??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MIGHTY MAGENTA &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, super girl, there's no containing you and your almighty passion. With your extra-strong drive, there's no holding back when something's important to you — whether it's matters of the heart or matters of the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiasm is your game, and you're one to go after your heart's desire. Wanna run for student body president? Throw a fab Spring Fling? Let no man (or woman) stand in your way! While some may think your multiple interests and will of steel a little over-the-top, you probably feel differently. After all, pushing the boundaries and breaking a few rules is a small price to pay to enter the winner's circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mistake-free life is hardly worth living, and you'd surely rather be led by your all-consuming convictions than wait backstage for life to happen. Patience may be a virtue, but unbridled enthusiasm is your true ticket to happiness. Whatever your dream, your powerful passion is sure to put you in the fast lane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still awake coz my frenz are still sticking around... guess what theyre doin here?? to play sims! : ) they too are hyped about it! it's cool man sad gud! and it's fun esp. when you put ur own life in it and imagine how your house would look ike and also, it pictures what kind of person you are by how you decorate ur home, how u socialize with other people in the neighborhood and how you balance ur social life with ur work. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-94221912?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/94221912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/94221912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94221912' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-93401762</id><published>2003-04-28T07:54:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T07:54:41.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went to brix last sat. but it wasnt that good coz the whole tym, my fuckin stomach was like crushin and all that! i wasnt able to hav fun that much but that's ok than bein at home. at least i was with my frends and i was surrounded by lots of not-boring people. : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about wat's happenin to me lately.... my mom has been tellin me bout me and my heart... u know, how ive been handlin emotions and openin new doors?? see, ive been long holdin on to my pride and my trust after what had happened to me.. i dont know if im ready to open my doors yet... i still wanna make sure bout all things before havin those strings agen. i know i shud try new things or giv these things a chance.. im tryin, juz even that.. but i dont know, it's hard... maybe i juz nid tym.. alot of tym.. i still wanna see wat cud happen if i see jp and ayesha together this comin skul year. i wanna see if im still affected or somethin. i dont wanna go havin a relationship and find out that i still get hurt if i see those two together. that would be pretty bad, doesnt it?? i want a guy who would not do all things for me.. if u know wat i mean.. i want to hav tym to miss him or to hav tym to think bout things.. coz if he kips on floodin my mind with all his stuff, i how could i think well and fast??!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw niÑo last sat. but i didnt care that much anymore but i cant deny na i still like him.. as wat ipay told me and as wat i observed, i want a guy who would let me get him... not him always gettin me that easily.. i want to hav a challenge. but i shud remind myself to be careful coz maybe, ill realize it and it would be too late agen juz like wat happened to niÑo... he wwas there but coz i didnt want to beliv in him and to giv him a chance, he finally gave up... i dont want that to happen.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i want a guy who would let me know him more in my own little ways..  not alwayz him gettin that path for me all the time.. and i hav a question, if a person asked you somethin and u know ur answer would be too diffrent from wat he or she is expecting, dont u think u wouldnt tell him or her the truth?? di ba coz if u would, it would be too bad or i would sound tactless?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nywayz, i hpe me and yog would get the job at city hall coz i really nid the money to buy clothes for skul and alot of stuff like sandals, bags, cam and all other stuff. : ) but i badly need clothes!!! coz i dont want to be putting on the same clothes 3 times!! di ba, that would be bad and not nice?? : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-93401762?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/93401762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/93401762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93401762' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-93401751</id><published>2003-04-28T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T07:54:30.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went to brix last sat. but it wasnt that good coz the whole tym, my fuckin stomach was like crushin and all that! i wasnt able to hav fun that much but that's ok than bein at home. at least i was with my frends and i was surrounded by lots of not-boring people. : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about wat's happenin to me lately.... my mom has been tellin me bout me and my heart... u know, how ive been handlin emotions and openin new doors?? see, ive been long holdin on to my pride and my trust after what had happened to me.. i dont know if im ready to open my doors yet... i still wanna make sure bout all things before havin those strings agen. i know i shud try new things or giv these things a chance.. im tryin, juz even that.. but i dont know, it's hard... maybe i juz nid tym.. alot of tym.. i still wanna see wat cud happen if i see jp and ayesha together this comin skul year. i wanna see if im still affected or somethin. i dont wanna go havin a relationship and find out that i still get hurt if i see those two together. that would be pretty bad, doesnt it?? i want a guy who would not do all things for me.. if u know wat i mean.. i want to hav tym to miss him or to hav tym to think bout things.. coz if he kips on floodin my mind with all his stuff, i how could i think well and fast??!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw niÑo last sat. but i didnt care that much anymore but i cant deny na i still like him.. as wat ipay told me and as wat i observed, i want a guy who would let me get him... not him always gettin me that easily.. i want to hav a challenge. but i shud remind myself to be careful coz maybe, ill realize it and it would be too late agen juz like wat happened to niÑo... he wwas there but coz i didnt want to beliv in him and to giv him a chance, he finally gave up... i dont want that to happen.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i want a guy who would let me know him more in my own little ways..  not alwayz him gettin that path for me all the time.. and i hav a question, if a person asked you somethin and u know ur answer would be too diffrent from wat he or she is expecting, dont u think u wouldnt tell him or her the truth?? di ba coz if u would, it would be too bad or i would sound tactless?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nywayz, i hpe me and yog would get the job at city hall coz i really nid the money to buy clothes for skul and alot of stuff like sandals, bags, cam and all other stuff. : ) but i badly need clothes!!! coz i dont want to be putting on the same clothes 3 times!! di ba, that would be bad and not nice?? : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-93401751?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/93401751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/93401751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93401751' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-93401743</id><published>2003-04-28T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T07:54:25.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we went to brix last sat. but it wasnt that good coz the whole tym, my fuckin stomach was like crushin and all that! i wasnt able to hav fun that much but that's ok than bein at home. at least i was with my frends and i was surrounded by lots of not-boring people. : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about wat's happenin to me lately.... my mom has been tellin me bout me and my heart... u know, how ive been handlin emotions and openin new doors?? see, ive been long holdin on to my pride and my trust after what had happened to me.. i dont know if im ready to open my doors yet... i still wanna make sure bout all things before havin those strings agen. i know i shud try new things or giv these things a chance.. im tryin, juz even that.. but i dont know, it's hard... maybe i juz nid tym.. alot of tym.. i still wanna see wat cud happen if i see jp and ayesha together this comin skul year. i wanna see if im still affected or somethin. i dont wanna go havin a relationship and find out that i still get hurt if i see those two together. that would be pretty bad, doesnt it?? i want a guy who would not do all things for me.. if u know wat i mean.. i want to hav tym to miss him or to hav tym to think bout things.. coz if he kips on floodin my mind with all his stuff, i how could i think well and fast??!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw niÑo last sat. but i didnt care that much anymore but i cant deny na i still like him.. as wat ipay told me and as wat i observed, i want a guy who would let me get him... not him always gettin me that easily.. i want to hav a challenge. but i shud remind myself to be careful coz maybe, ill realize it and it would be too late agen juz like wat happened to niÑo... he wwas there but coz i didnt want to beliv in him and to giv him a chance, he finally gave up... i dont want that to happen.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i want a guy who would let me know him more in my own little ways..  not alwayz him gettin that path for me all the time.. and i hav a question, if a person asked you somethin and u know ur answer would be too diffrent from wat he or she is expecting, dont u think u wouldnt tell him or her the truth?? di ba coz if u would, it would be too bad or i would sound tactless?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nywayz, i hpe me and yog would get the job at city hall coz i really nid the money to buy clothes for skul and alot of stuff like sandals, bags, cam and all other stuff. : ) but i badly need clothes!!! coz i dont want to be putting on the same clothes 3 times!! di ba, that would be bad and not nice?? : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-93401743?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/93401743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/93401743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93401743' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-92990752</id><published>2003-04-21T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T10:25:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the type of guy i like is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;the Renaissance Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want a guy who's into just about everything? Well, you've found him in yourRenaissance Man! This guy is extremely passionate about everything you canthink of. His interests run the gamut, from baseball stats to Dutch art, andhe delves into all of his interests enthusiastically. Your guy will doanything and go anywhere and most likely have a smile on his face the wholetime. You'll constantly be mesmerized by how much information he soaks upand retains. Whether it's because he's extremely well-cultured or due to hisromantic nature, you can't help but fall for this guy. Although he's got aplethora of redeeming qualities, this great catch can be somewhatscatterbrained. He can sometimes lose sight of reality and wind up livinghappily in the clouds. But when it comes down to it, that's exactly where this guy will put you — on cloud nine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-who could resist someone who shares the same interests as you do?? that's what im lookin for! someone who is attached to his emotional side in one way or another. i dont like those being-tough type of guy. i like those guys who dresses up like paul walker in fast and the furious and has the attitude like vin; looks tough but sweet on the inside. : ) i want those neat guys. who knows the word grooming?? for short, i think non-existent?? or i shud look upto the darkest and farthest places?? coz i think the guys who are everywhere, ( if you know wat i mean ) are those assholes and jerks?? i juz hope someday ill find that certain guy. thou not all what im lookin for, at least nearest to it?? : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you beliv this, im a....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playful Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about freestyle! You've got originality points when it comes to kissing. You are probably the type of person who goes with the flow and plants your pecks accordingly as each situation dictates. And why shouldn't you? The only real important rule is for you to be yourself — and to keep experimenting. If something feels good, you should keep doing it. And especially in lessons of l'amour, there's no reason to conform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pucker up and keep seizing your moments! But before you get all crazy experimenting, sticking your tongue in your partner's ear, or getting carried away with your little love bites, remember that a kiss is between two people. You don't want to turn them off while you're getting turned on. So if that happens, take a deep breath, slow down, and try a little tenderness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i guess i am. hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who were i in high school??? well..... im the....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Popular Kid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you voted most popular, class president, homecoming king/queen? Was there a line just to sign your yearbook? Omigod! You were probably the envy of the entire student body! If they could only see you now...they'd probably still be totally jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, your charm and people skills come naturally, but that doesn't mean you rest on your laurels. Or good looks and sense of style, for that matter. You're probably always looking for, like, bigger challenges and high-pressure situations in which you thrive and shine. A lot of your peers still look up to you, which has probably helped propel you toward positions of leadership.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So even if there were enough hours in the day to attend all the events you're invited to, your work and home schedules probably wouldn't allow it. Yes, you were dealt quite a hand, but as your guidance counselor always told you, it's how you play that hand that really counts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-well, i cant really say that i was nominated for most popular. everyone is! in its own kind and style! i was coz i of my creativity and sutff. and what might be the other reasons. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-92990752?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/92990752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/92990752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92990752' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-92989217</id><published>2003-04-21T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T09:49:02.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its really hard coping up with my blog coz who could have time when my sis' face is already in the computer and i cant seem to get her attention?? she's like that. nobody can ever, ever snap in her head that somebody's calling her. well, maybe if that person is.... oh never mind! she myt kill me. " : ) nywayz, im enrolling tomorrow na. me and yog. i dont know what might be ther or who might be ther but im kinda scared.. scared in a shy way. : ) whatever that feeling is, that's how i feel. lai mu-angal. : ) &lt;br /&gt;i juz stayed home today. i was supposed to be in skul to work on our yearbook but i was too stubborn to get off my bed. did you ever experienced havin that laziness in you that when you see the clock you say to urself, a couple of munites more?? i guess evryone has that! esp. when you're dream is sooo sooo amazing and you cant afford to set your eyes open. : ) and i was supposed to be enrolled na but yog changed our plan, tomorrow nalang daw. k ra sad, i juz played sims the whole afternun. i thot it was sooo easy to make a yearbook but i juz realized somehow that its f*#$%@* hard! u do evrythin and its freakin hard! but i cant do anythin bout it na coz they're counting on me. u know na... hehehe. i juz have to do my best and to do whatever i can to satisfy my batchmates but to those who dont appreciate it, hell with you! go and make ur own then! : p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-92989217?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/92989217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/92989217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92989217' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-92215552</id><published>2003-04-08T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-08T04:53:24.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey... its been almost 3 weeks since my last day in cic. i still cant believe im not goin back to that skul ever agen.. its like ive juz started my grade 8 life there.. i still remember how i wanted not to go to skul coz of all the differences it had with my previous skul. i sooo wanted to go back to usc but my parents wont let me. now i know why... there, i changed.... i acted differently. ( as what my parents and sis says ) i became concern bout my studies and bout my teachers and all the things that's happening around me. i guess that's what they call... high school??? nywayz, im goin back to san carlos to study nursing. tomorrow, ill take my exam. i juz had my interview last week and its really weird coz most of the people there are my classmates and schoolmates before! its like im havin my elementary life once agen! and also, ive met the people i dont like are once agen there... what's new?? but lets juz take it as it is and juz let evrythin flow the way it's planned to be. what's that agen??!! i dont think so!! hahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;and finally, me and ayesha would see each other agen!! bwuahahaha!! i cant wait! maybe itll be bad or maybe ill win. : ) who knows!! well, im scared bout all this.. know.. college life?? what if its not the life i dreamt of or what i imagined it to be.. coz as u know, me and yog are havin lots of plans and imaginations thats not rare and are... lets say... impossible?? hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-92215552?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/92215552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/92215552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92215552' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-91559556</id><published>2003-03-28T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T10:47:48.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;laundromat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nivea feat. R. Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Baby, Who That Is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Don't Worry About Who That Is It Ain't You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;You Got Somebody Else Over There?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Don't Worry About It Keith &lt;br /&gt;If You Was Over Here Taking Care Of Business&lt;br /&gt;You Wouldn't Have To&lt;br /&gt;Ask Me A Questions Like That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Oh Girl Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Oh Girl Please My Ass! Who That Is Over There? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Are You Mocking Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea] &lt;br /&gt;Uh, Boy Ain't Nobody Got To Mock You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah You Mocking Me! &lt;br /&gt;You Get Your Little Record Deal And Shit &lt;br /&gt;And Think You All That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, Bye Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Nivea Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea] &lt;br /&gt;You's A Lying Cheating Son Of A &lt;br /&gt;The Way You Do Me Boy I'm Tired Of Taking Your Shit&lt;br /&gt;See I Know All About Those Fast Hoes Up In College &lt;br /&gt;Shorty Need To Stop It Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Baby Why You Trippin' On Shit You Don't Know About&lt;br /&gt;Believin' Every Goddamn Thing That You Hear About&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;But It's Nothin' That I Heared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Wait A Minute Just Hear Me Out&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Even Know About My Doings And Where Abouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;See Your Wrong There I Busted You Coming Out Some Girl's House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;And What's That 'Posed To Mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' 'Til You Get Stuck In A Muck&lt;br /&gt;Boy Let's Stop Wasting Time&lt;br /&gt;It's Pretty Clear That You's A Lie&lt;br /&gt;Tired Of Sitting Around Here And Now Your Phony Alabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Soap, Powder, Bleach, Towels, Fabric Softner, &lt;br /&gt;Dollars, Change, Pants, Socks, Dirty Drawers&lt;br /&gt;I'm Headed To The Laundromat&lt;br /&gt;And Let's No Forget The Food Stamps, Dirt Spots, &lt;br /&gt;And Sweats, Chips, Pop, Pay Phones, Clean House&lt;br /&gt;I'm Headed To The Laundromat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Baby What You Saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea] &lt;br /&gt;Baby Read Between The Lines&lt;br /&gt;Do I Have To Spell It Out To You I'm Saying Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Oh Girl Quit Playing I'm The Only Thing You Got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;You're The Only Thing I Got &lt;br /&gt;Well Then I Must Not Have A Lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Girl You Can't Be Serious In Fact I Think You're Gaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Look Just Call My Man The Judge And He'll Make The Arrangements&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;So You Really Gon' Go Through With This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Hell Yes 'Cause I'm Fed Up With This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Girl How You Just Gon' Leave Like This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Because You Weren't True To This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Baby Can We Talk About It?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea] &lt;br /&gt;What Is There To Talk About?&lt;br /&gt;You Don' Hurt Me Time Again &lt;br /&gt;Brought Me Up And Braid Me Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Baby Girl I'm Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;Well Sorry's Not Gon' Doing It&lt;br /&gt;I'm For Real This Time Boy I'm Through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Girl I'm 'Bout To Lose It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea]&lt;br /&gt;No Wait Now I Suggest You Don't Go Tryin' Nothin' Stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R. Kelly]&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Baby I Just Don't Know What I Would Do If I Was To Lose You &lt;br /&gt;Hello Are You There?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea] &lt;br /&gt;Goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 'Til Fade]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nivea While During Second Chorus Repeat]&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Take It No More &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, It's Time To Hit Door&lt;br /&gt;Pants And Socks Dirty Towels&lt;br /&gt;Oh I Been Putting Up With Your Shit For A While Now&lt;br /&gt;No More Cryin'&lt;br /&gt;None Of Your Lyin'&lt;br /&gt;You Got To Go Boy&lt;br /&gt;I'm Cleanin' My House Now&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh, I'm Headed To The Laundromat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i can relate this song coz i think it really fits niño and me. and wait till u see the video, the face of the guy, damn! its really like niño's!! evrytime i see that video, i cudnt take my eyes off it coz i can imagine him expressing like that... hahai, wer is he ba??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-91559556?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/91559556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/91559556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91559556' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-91559402</id><published>2003-03-28T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T10:40:38.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.... its been awhile huh! got busy with skul and got no internet card na and im too stubborn to go to the internet cafe, not like ipay, naning kaau!! : ) nywayz, im here, hangin out with my frends and its already 3 in the mornin. its nice havin them around especially this summer. its nice havin this kind of bond with them. we'r different persons but we share stuff and thots together, and we get along so well. &lt;br /&gt;at this point, im loveless. agian, loveless. as in my lovelife's dead!! niño's gone.. we had this argreement but i think its not that clear or he didnt really take it seriously.who knows!!! but for real, i really like him.. as in i like him.. i wanna spend time with him and i wanna know him even better. thou i found out he already has a gf, that bitch hannah, my affections for him never changed but my heart kinda went broken and fell apart totally... he explained evrythin and i wanna believe him but my frends dont want me to. i really dont wat to do. but at this point, i think he already forgot bout me.. juz like jordan... know wat, its really sad, he didnt greet me on my bday... i kinda felt really down... knowin that he's the only person i got wen evrythin around me is gone.... but to my surprise, he texted me today but with a really bad timing, i didnt hav my fon anymore coz i sold it this day. good that i decided to borrow my mom's fon and looked to browse it. : ) nyhow, i hav to mingle with thmw na coz i think they're really havin fun taking tests and all bout love coz as u know, nunie and madel are the only persons who hav a bf in our group and they are too attached with their bf. : ) hehe. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-91559402?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/91559402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/91559402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91559402' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89940201</id><published>2003-02-28T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T21:05:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz got home from skul.. we had our practice for filipino. my groupmates in p.e. are here... we'r practicing for our dance presentation. here it goes agen, the ballroom dancing!!! boogie pa jud amo!! active kaau noh?? nywayz, we'r goin out this evening. as usual, brix! : ) tan-awn if lingaw.. mayta di mapalaw... the peeps that are goin out tonyt are nunie, ( miracle na kaau kung di mulaag si nunie! ) ingrid, yog, tin2x, madel and me! WE LOVE BOYS : ) as wat jd said! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89940201?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89940201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89940201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89940201' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89939959</id><published>2003-02-28T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T20:57:29.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POEM # 1 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your style &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like your class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most of all i like your ass &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a cool girl, in a cool town &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes a real mother fucker to&lt;br /&gt;put me down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissing is a habit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking is a game &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys get all the pleasure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls get all the pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy says i love you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe its true &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when your tummy starts to&lt;br /&gt;swell, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says 'to hell with you' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes of pleasure &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 months in pain &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days in hospital &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby without a name &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The baby is a bastard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother is a whore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This never wouldn't have happened &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the rubber wouldn't have torn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are like roses, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out for the pricks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke a smoke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a butt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Fuck a virgin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a slut. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is bad &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is a sin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sins are forgiven &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stick it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy mother, full of grace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless my boyfriend's gorgeous face &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless his hair that tends to curl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep him safe from all the girls &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless his arms that are so strong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep his hands where they belong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless his dick, the one i sucked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the bed, in which we fucked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if my Mom happened to walk in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the shit I'd be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is when a guys communication &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enters a girls information &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to increase the population &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a younger generation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you get the information... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do you need a demonstration &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 9 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like public toilets &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are either engaged or full of&lt;br /&gt;shit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 10 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If guys had they periods &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They would compare the size of&lt;br /&gt;their tampons! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 11 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental anxiety, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mental breakdowns, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menstrual cramps, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menopause... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Did you ever notice how all our&lt;br /&gt;problems begin with MEN! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POEM # 12 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses are red, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Violets are corny, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh baby I get horny, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beat me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very slowly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you kiss me, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont be sassy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Use your tongue and make it&lt;br /&gt;nasty!!!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem #13 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roses Are Red, Violets Are Blue... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm In Love But Not With You... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When We Broke Up You Thought I&lt;br /&gt;Cried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But All It Was... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was Another Guy, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Told Your Friends That I Was A&lt;br /&gt;Trick, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Told Mine That You Had A Weak&lt;br /&gt;Dick... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Said I Loved You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And You Thought It Was True, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Guess What Baby?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Got Played Too!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem #14 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are like parking spots... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the good ones are always taken... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the ones that are available, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are either handicapped or too far&lt;br /&gt;away!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89939959?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89939959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89939959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89939959' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89704494</id><published>2003-02-25T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T02:56:20.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nothin really that interesting happened today.. i was juz at home, makin my new source of money. : ) me , my mom and ipay decided to sell our made bracelets, necklace and earings. nywayz, yesterday, while doin the same thing, ingrid, nunie and madel wanted me to go to ayala and play billiards later. at first, i was so stubborn to go coz i was havin fun here but they kept on buggin me so i did go. we played billiards and ate at mi vida. we had fun! coz its been awhile since madel came with us. we played at borakk. and thank god, no asshole was there! at mi vida, we talked bout how we became frends. coz for ur info, i never knew madel till now and ingrid was the kind of person i didnt wana know at skul coz she was so kikay and so rich, as wat they alwayz say. but look at us now, nothin can separate us! nunie, ingrid, madel, yog. : ) i hope it would stay this long coz it's fun havin these set of frendz.: ) we got home mga 1 coz we played billiards agen at listauran. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89704494?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89704494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89704494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89704494' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89593701</id><published>2003-02-23T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T02:23:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it’s Sunday here, we juz got home from ayala, ryt after church. my mind is still not at ease on what had happened last nyt... it keeps on rewinding inside my head!!! the whole incident last nyt is stock in my brain!! coz I was juz sittin here, tryin not to bore myself, deciding not to go to brix. i wasnt paying adequate attention on wat's goin on with my fon coz as usual, nobody cares!! but, Bong2x suddenly texted me around 10:30.coz I was so serious watchin tv, I wasn’t able to reply immediately. it was mga around 12:30 that I saw my fon havin one received message. so to my surprise, his name appeared on the inbox of my fon!! he was askin wher I was. as I touched the keys, I was smiling and my fingers were shaking coz its been 2 weeks since we last communicated. I didn’t expect any reply coz imagine, 2 hours had past!! but he did reply! : ) so.... with my wits and all, I was able to convince him to go with the plan, to go out that nyt. so, he fetched me.. we talked and talked and... wat do u expect?? things that is suppose to situate wen two persons are alone. : ) but with those moments, a sudden feeling occurred. my feelings for him changed... i dont even really know if i have feelings for him or i was juz forcing myself to have one or was i juz amazed by his face?? : ) juz like wat happened to niño.. something hit on me...there was no butterflies on my tummy and my frozen fingers turned warm... juz like wat ipay told me about those 4 levels of guy hunting, bong2x belongs to level 1.. where a guy is someone who gets into the deepest nerves in ur brain to let you go crzy. it’s as if when u look at him, your whole world goes empty but with only you and him alone.. but beneath those dreamy moments, are thoughts that when he’s not around, u're alright.. u don’t give a damn on wat he’s doing nor give any attention for his presence. he’s like that, the kind of guy who’s capable of making you smile when he’s juz beside you.. many people would scream at my face for rcoming up with this sort of thing coz if u could only see him, he’s perfect! he’s tall, mestizo, great smile and kissable lips!! that’s the point my frend, he’s too perfect! he could be with any girl in this world! I think we’r better off as frends juz like his bro and my sis. he’s a great listener and fun to talk to! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told yog bout all the abrupt change of feeling. and you know how she reacted??!! she tld me wats wrong with me! she told me its weird na im becoming like her! coz to tell you, yog is the kind of girl who likes a guy easily but without any hesitations, changes that point of view. I use to tell her not to have that kind of attitude but look, it’s me na!! she even told me unsaon nalng nako pagpangita ug oyab??!! hey!! don’t u dare tell me that coz she’s this girl who hasn’t been in a realationship as far as I know!! : ) no offense. : ) k ra na oi kaysa magdrugs! at least, it’s the two of us di ba?? no one’s left behind. it’s the reason sad why it’s ok for me not to have any bf as of now coz im havin a lot of fun with my frendz. : ) hahai, daghan mana igka college!! months to go nalng. : ) who knows, I might meet the guy ive been craving for and hopefully, for yog! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89593701?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89593701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89593701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89593701' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89494580</id><published>2003-02-21T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-23T02:56:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bitchdom&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I stand up for myself and &lt;br /&gt;my beliefs, they call me a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;When I stand up for those I love, &lt;br /&gt;they call me a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;When I speak my mind, &lt;br /&gt;think my own thoughts &lt;br /&gt;or do things my own way, &lt;br /&gt;they call me a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a bitch means I won't &lt;br /&gt;compromise what's in my heart. &lt;br /&gt;It means I live my life MY way! &lt;br /&gt;It means I won't allow anyone &lt;br /&gt;to step on me. &lt;br /&gt;When I refuse to tolerate injustice &lt;br /&gt;and speak against it, &lt;br /&gt;I am defined as a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happens &lt;br /&gt;when I take time for myself &lt;br /&gt;instead of being everyone's maid, &lt;br /&gt;or when I act a little selfish. &lt;br /&gt;It means I have the courage &lt;br /&gt;and strength to allow myself &lt;br /&gt;to be who I truly am and &lt;br /&gt;won't become anyone else's &lt;br /&gt;idea of what they think &lt;br /&gt;I "should" be. I am outspoken, &lt;br /&gt;opinionated and determined. &lt;br /&gt;By God, I want wat I want &amp; &lt;br /&gt;there is nothin wrong with dat! &lt;br /&gt;So try to stomp on me, &lt;br /&gt;try to douse my inner flame, &lt;br /&gt;try to squash every ounce of &lt;br /&gt;beauty I hold within me. &lt;br /&gt;You won't succeed. &lt;br /&gt;And if that makes me a bitch, &lt;br /&gt;so be it. I embrace the title &lt;br /&gt;and am proud to bear it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt; - Babe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; - In &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;T &lt;/b&gt;- Total &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt; - Control of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt; - Herself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt; = Beautiful &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;= Intelligent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt; = Talented &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C &lt;/b&gt;= Charming &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H &lt;/b&gt;= Hell of a Woman &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;From the Sisterhood of Bitchdom!!! May we all get what we want, when we want it and how we want it, because we sure as hell deserve it. But there's one person out there who doesnt deserve any of whatever she has coz she's more than a bitch!!! i dont wana call her anythin coz she already knows who she is and she's more than you think she is!!! ill have my revenge and definitely, she'll die for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89494580?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89494580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89494580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89494580' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89493469</id><published>2003-02-21T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T04:57:29.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;advice for women&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't imagine you can change a man unless he's in diapers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you do if your boyfriend walks-out? You shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If they put a man on the moon -- they should be able to put them all up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Never let your man's mind wander -- it's too little to be out alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Go for younger men. You might as well, they never mature anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Men are all the same -- they just have different faces, so that u can tell them apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Definition of a bachelor; a man who has missed the opportunity to make some woman miserable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Women don't make fools of men -- most of them are the do-it-yourself types. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Best way to get a man to do something, is to suggest they are too old for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Love is blind, but marriage is a real eye-opener. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you want a committed man, look in a mental hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The children of Israel wandered around the desert for 40 years. Even in biblical times, men wouldn't ask for directions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If he asks what sort of books you're interested in, tell him checkbooks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Remember a sense of humor does not mean that you tell him jokes, it means that you laugh at his. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Sadly, all men are created equal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89493469?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89493469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89493469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89493469' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89488035</id><published>2003-02-21T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T01:40:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;miss you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaliyah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long and I’m lost without you&lt;br /&gt;So wat am I gonna do, said I’ve been needin’ u,&lt;br /&gt;wantin’ u&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin’ if u’re the same and who’s been with u&lt;br /&gt;Is ur heart still mine, I wanna cry sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to college, yes, you went away&lt;br /&gt;Straight from high school you up and left me&lt;br /&gt;We were close friends, also lovers&lt;br /&gt;Did everything for one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you’re gone and I’m lost without you here now&lt;br /&gt;But I know I gotta live and make it somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain:&lt;br /&gt;Come back to me (To me)&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel me (Callin’)&lt;br /&gt;Hear me callin’ for you (For you)&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause it’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ ‘bout you&lt;br /&gt;And the days we used to share&lt;br /&gt;It’s drivin’ me crazy, I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I’m just wonderin’ if you still care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna let you know that it’s killin’ me&lt;br /&gt;I know you got another life, you gotta concentrate,&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refrain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long and I’m lost without you&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do, I’ve been needing you, wantin’ you&lt;br /&gt;Wonderin’ if you’re the same and who’s been with you&lt;br /&gt;Is your heart still mine, I wanna cry sometimes (Yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t (I) wait no (No more) more (No)&lt;br /&gt;Since you went away&lt;br /&gt;I don’t really feel like talkin’ (No)&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna hear them bug me (No, no)&lt;br /&gt;Tell me do you understand me&lt;br /&gt;I can’t do but be without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89488035?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89488035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89488035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89488035' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89482397</id><published>2003-02-20T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T01:22:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we'r having half day classes again.. im juz home watchin tv coz i dont feel like goin out. maybe tomorrow nalng... niño was supposed to be here right now but i refuse to.. i dont know wat really happened but juz last thurs, i felt nothin for him na.. i know i said i like him but one sudden minute, i realized that the guy ive been looking for isnt him.. the things ive been longing for isnt in him... so i might as well end it soon before it gets even closer.. i was kinda forcing myself to get close to him and maybe, juz maybe, i would feel an even deeper feeling for him but it didnt work and i dont want to even try!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also scared na im doin things so easy now but what if times comes that i wont have anybody or if i would feel so alone?? coz i really beliv in karma.. coz ive been there and done it.. and its not really a nice feeling.. it's scary.. but &lt;b&gt;i also dont want to be with someone who wont make me happy nor makes me who i really am! its juz a waste of time! &lt;/b&gt; especially if along th way, you would found that someone who would make ur world turn the wya you want it too?? it would be so difficult di ba?? so its juz better to wait for that someone.. ( i hope it wont get him too long to see the sign : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been havin this weird signs lately! yesterday, alot of signs bout jp popped out of nowhere! i said to myself, i would only beliv that it's really bout jp if the signs would complete upto 10. the signs wer already 5 on my way home. and wen i was about to sleep, there were 3 other signs with the songs on the radio. and juz wen i was about to fall asleep, somebody, i dont really know who and where but a girl shouted jp's name!! maybe it was our neighbor's name but why jp's?? there are alot of name in this world but why jp??!! its weird but it happened.. i had difficulty fallin asleep again coz of that. last night, i had 9 signs.. and this morning, i juz saw the sign that would end it all.. me and shiela was juz walking towards the taxi, when a car, with a capitalized plate number, JP AGS drove by! i stopped walking and stared at it! i couldnt describe the feeling i felt at that moment.. it juz spelled out my initials and his!!! John Phillip and Aimee Gaye Sembrano!!! i dont wanna beliv it but i think it has its meaning.. i may not know it now but maybe later, maybe tomorrow.. we juz dont know coz i really beliv na everytym i asked God for signs, he gives it to me.. juz like the last time.. but no matter how deep and real those signs are, i would always stick to my pride and my dignity which i lost somehow.. i would never go back to where it hurts so much, to where i didnt know myself... i admit na i miss him at some point but that wont give me enough reason to go back and do the things i did before! its too risky and its too not-me anymore!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think this is true??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;men would rather sacrifice love to conquer the world. women would rather give up the world just to be with someone who is worth that sacrifice.&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89482397?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89482397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89482397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89482397' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89296402</id><published>2003-02-18T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T01:38:38.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I received this cool email from nikki juz yesterday. if you wanna know me, then read this but if u don’t, then get the hell out of my website!! : ) u might also email this to someone, juz change the answers, of course... : ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  IF YOU COULD BUILD A HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;    one near the beach and one at the top of a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?&lt;br /&gt;      sando-like shirt with a comfortable jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. FAVORITE PHYSICAL FEATURE OF THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;      their eyes when they smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  WHAT'S THE LAST CD THAT YOU BOUGHT?&lt;br /&gt;       Ashanti (but not really for myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?&lt;br /&gt;       where the party at!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  WHERE'S YOUR  LEAST FAVORITE PLACE TO BE?&lt;br /&gt;       where people don’t appreciate noise! : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO BE MASSAGED?&lt;br /&gt;      between the shoulders and the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  WHAT'S MORE IMPORTANT, STRONG IN MIND OR STRONG IN BODY?&lt;br /&gt;       mind, of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE IN THE MORNING?&lt;br /&gt;        6:30 am (schooldays), 10 am (on weekends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE?&lt;br /&gt;        microwave coz it will only take a couple of seconds to cook somethin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT MAKES YOU REALLY ANGRY?&lt;br /&gt;        people who asked me the same questions more than twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. IF YOU COULD PLAY ANY INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;       Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. FAVORITE COLORS?&lt;br /&gt;       yellow and orange &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV?&lt;br /&gt;        sports car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE?&lt;br /&gt;       maybe... lets juz wait and see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK&lt;br /&gt;        those with pop-up pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?&lt;br /&gt;        summer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  WHAT'S YOUR LEAST FAVORITE HOUSEHOLD CHORE?&lt;br /&gt;        when someone asked me to clean my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;        mental telepathy ( one that read minds )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;           a star on fire&lt;br /&gt;21.  CAN YOU JUGGLE?&lt;br /&gt;        not really.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  THE ONE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO? &lt;br /&gt;       JORDAN.. thou we talked on the fon and email each other, I still wana talk to him in person        agen...  I miss him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY?&lt;br /&gt;      weekends esp. on Saturdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR?&lt;br /&gt;        a dead body?? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.  WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER?&lt;br /&gt;       hamburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.  FROM THE PEOPLE YOU WILL EMAIL THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO&lt;br /&gt;       RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;      i really don’t know how often they check their mails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.  WHO'S LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND?&lt;br /&gt;       people who don’t giv a damn bout their mails anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz got home from skul.. nothing really exciting happened.. i was even so sleepy during math and c.a.t time but i had to stay awake coz we had a test bout map reading in our c.a.t class and had a new lesson during our math class. i slept nalang during lunch time. me and my frenz usually sleep during this time coz most of us eat our lunch during recess time. : ) well, me and niño texted last nyt. he told me he misses me. nah, u wont beliv that!! i want to but if u cud only see him in person, he's sooo chick boy!!! i dont hav any plans of making him my bf but if there is and i found out his true identity, pila ra pagbuwag, di ba??? nywayz, have to go na coz i hav to study physics coz we'r having a test tomorrow and i also have to answer my math ass. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89296402?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89296402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89296402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89296402' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89237813</id><published>2003-02-17T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T01:33:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a great time last sat! i never expected it to be like that! i mean, we went there mga 10 to avoid the entrance fee : ) and the people arrived mga 11 or so. we stayed pa home and drank a couple of tequila shots para nice na kaau, di ba?? so wen we went there, lipong2x na. and oh, i have the greatest experience witnessing yog vomit! we were juz talking and laughing around then suddenly, she puked!!! thanks to ipay, she had a plastci bag with her. we even laugh and said na corny coz ipay gave each of us a plastic bag. it was a big help in the end! &lt;br /&gt;dik2x was there and his frendz. we danced and drank and i had alot of fun!!! it was nice knowin na yog had the mood to drink coz its really fun wen she's drunk. : ) u dont even know!!! we went home mga 4 in the morning. we went pa to starmart to eat somethin before goin home. claire drove us home, all of us including nunie and tin2x. &lt;br /&gt;well, bong2x didnt go out that nyt. and would u beliv it, my sis too, juz stayed at home!!! i dont know wat got into her but the whole family was left speechless coz its too rare, and i mean rare experience that my older sis wud stay home, mind you, on a saturday night! also, niño was there but we didnt talk that much coz he was with his cuzins. ( ozz, cuzin kaha?? ) he wud juz pass by and then we talk. know wat, i like him.. like wat tin2x said, there's somethin bout him na ambot, makaboang!!!! : ) he asked me out to watch a movie the next day and that would be on sunday. i didnt expect too much from that coz i thot it would never happen but it did!!!! we went out yesterday! we watched hot chick . after we watched, we ate and talked alot! i really like him coz he talks to me and its like we knew each other na for a long tym! i went home with him mga 9:30. there was no peeps at home so we watched tv and talked nsad! murag di jud mi mahutdan ug storya!! he talks bout wat its like wen he was there in new jersey. he relates it wen we watched hot chick. he asked me bout jp and my other bf. i also him bout stuff, like nakahilak na ba cyag girl. and he said la pa coz di cya ganahan.. ay..... nahan man kog guy na mucry.... nywayz, kaila kag na-abtan cya nila mom, ipay, ate and dad?!?? greet rasad kaau cya.. he even called them tita and tito! kaila naman cla ipay coz he's a frend of martin. : ) he juz arrived from new jersey last october. he stayed here till 11:30 pm. we juz talked and talked and talked... nothing more, nothing less! can u beliv it??!! i myself cant!! : ) well, i think this is too long. till the next time somethin exciting happens!! ( i hope there would still be a million things.. : ) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, &lt;b&gt;MOM, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! LOVE YAH!! MWAH!!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89237813?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89237813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89237813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89237813' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89133148</id><published>2003-02-14T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T22:55:27.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its saturday and im gona be staying at home the whole afternun. muhunat man igka gabii! : ) my prob is, la nakoy sinina!!! saon nalang!! ang plan kay mag-inom sa first then adto brix para barag2x na! ther wud only be 5 of us tonyt. madel, yog, nunie and ipay. ingrid's gona be attending the prom of his cousin. i juz hope na muapas cya afterwards and also pastor, mayta makakuyog! coz she's okay bya to be with during night outs coz she drinks and dances and talks to peeps. : ) coz know wat, she's really maarte in skul and maldita pa jud pero if u get to know her, okay bya, naa sad kay ikarelate. : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89133148?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89133148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89133148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89133148' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89089487</id><published>2003-02-14T05:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T22:44:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, we went to village. alot of people were there, not the usual people we see. we juz went there to play billiards and had some drinks. nothing much really... we decided to go to yala and wen we arrived there, there were no peeps na! ive noticed na evertym we go out during fri. nyt, we end up with nothing!!!! juz like wat happened to us during sinulog!!! maybe, its juz not our day... maybe sat. is better! tomorrow maybe... we'll see... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89089487?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89089487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89089487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89089487' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89089484</id><published>2003-02-14T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T05:24:18.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im home pa.. we'r gona go to village to find some fun being single! actually, i was suppose to go with my sis but my sis wont go out coz traffic daw.. di na hinuon mi kagkuyog ni bong2x... its fun being with him man gud! makarelate ko ba! : ) i was with kirk pa kanina. we went to his fren'z haus after his practice. we juz talked ther and as usual, he courted me nasad for the " i dont-know-how-many-times " na. he cant understand man gud na i dont wanna be attached ryt now! im having so much fun with my frenz! i like him but i dont want us to hav any commitment pero di man cya! hadlok man gani ko na magaba-an ko na time will come na no one's gona court me na... yaw tawn lord!!! its juz that i dont wanna worry bout things pa.. i dont wana limit myself to our world! i still wana enjoy my 16 life! my teenage life! di ba, love will come our way..... so, ill juz wait till that happens...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89089484?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89089484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89089484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89089484' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89075416</id><published>2003-02-13T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T05:15:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ur mind can fool; the heart can be foolish; but between the two, it’s the heart that never lies, though prone to mistakes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my motto.... : ) those who know me can understand why and how this happened... hahai, i will never forget that putot!!! : ) : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89075416?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89075416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89075416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89075416' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89074777</id><published>2003-02-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T21:14:04.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;regrets&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was okay&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had gone my way&lt;br /&gt;was it really through??&lt;br /&gt;or am I fallin back for you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this scares me so terribly&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wanna look back so uneasy&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be over&lt;br /&gt;but it seems to be a little more closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived days without u on my brain&lt;br /&gt;having fun without feeling any pain&lt;br /&gt;but suddenly, u came out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;making the situation so unfair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you’re out there with the one you chose&lt;br /&gt;she could never love u like me I suppose&lt;br /&gt;I never gave this any of my spare time&lt;br /&gt;not until now, now that you’re not mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I avoided before is crushing down on me&lt;br /&gt;eating my heart and my stupidity&lt;br /&gt;how I wish I just stayed and gave it a chance&lt;br /&gt;we could have fixed it with our own hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those times I thought I had walked further&lt;br /&gt;ive just been running away to fall even harder&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid of losing myself and my pride&lt;br /&gt;but instead I lost you, who was my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all I could do is sit in one corner&lt;br /&gt;thinking it could have been forever&lt;br /&gt;holding the tears behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;wearing a very good disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know no matter how hard I cry&lt;br /&gt;it wont send u back after u said goodbye&lt;br /&gt;ill just try to smile with all our memories&lt;br /&gt;that would never happen in any other centuries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fate just changed without me noticing&lt;br /&gt;if she fails to give the love uve been deserving&lt;br /&gt;im still willing in vain to wait&lt;br /&gt;even if i know that its too late....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89074777?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89074777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89074777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89074777' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-89074510</id><published>2003-02-13T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T21:08:00.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juz got home from class. we'r having half day classes coz of our faculty development meeting. know wat, im starting to be a blog addict! : ) its fun!! nyway, its gonna be fun for me this day ( i hope.. ) i would be with kirk this afternun, im gonna watch their practice for the first time then, maybe i would be with my frenz or with someone hu wud in a rush invite me .. hehe.. assuming kaau noh?? one thing im excited to know is that if my sis would go out tonyt and i would go with her nasad.  : ) that would be fun di ba??? with her frenz na cool sad then nice.. : ) im really looking forward in spending another day with my sis coz its only now that we'r getting along and we'r talking bout stuff! not like b4 na we always quarrel. : ) imagine, im 16 and she's 26 and we argue bout things!! if u could only witness! : ) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-89074510?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89074510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/89074510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89074510' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-88957555</id><published>2003-02-11T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T21:42:05.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like ashanti so much!! im tryin to get her dancing skills. : ) her song foolish was my fave. my heart would get crushed before, wenever i hear it. but its over now!! ive moved on and it feels good! im having the best times of my life!! it's really amazing wen time comes that u finally got over a person who hurt u so much! its the best feeling there is! wen u finally woke up from your blindness and stood up for yourself to face reality once more juz wen u thought u could never get up... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-88957555?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88957555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88957555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88957555' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-88957062</id><published>2003-02-11T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T21:30:14.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;mesmerize&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ashanti and ja rule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Whattup ma? How you been&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know, I know, hehe&lt;br /&gt;It's all good.. (Murder Inc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl your stare, those eyes I &lt;br /&gt;(love it when you look at me baby)&lt;br /&gt;Your lips, your smile I &lt;br /&gt;(love it when you kiss me baby)&lt;br /&gt;Your hips, those thighs I &lt;br /&gt;(love it when you call me baby)&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, deny I &lt;br /&gt;(love it when I'm witchu baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, got a fetish for fuckin you witcha skirt on&lt;br /&gt;On the backstreet in the back seat of the Yukon&lt;br /&gt;What's takin so long? I'm gettin anxious&lt;br /&gt;but patiently waitin for you to tell a nigga to move on&lt;br /&gt;Between me and you, we can find each other&lt;br /&gt;flyin abroad in my private G-2&lt;br /&gt;I ain't tryin to G you, ma I'm tryin to see you&lt;br /&gt;Bend over, you know how we do it, feet to shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Bring heat to coldest night, so ferocious&lt;br /&gt;Now you street promotin the dick game is potent&lt;br /&gt;Cause in the bed a nigga go hard like Jordan&lt;br /&gt;Sweat pourin, lovin the way you be moanin&lt;br /&gt;Grippin the sheets, lookin at me lickin at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause every woman just wanna be happy&lt;br /&gt;And it's CRA-ZAY, but BAY-BAY, I.. (love it when I'm witchu baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get away, cause you know like I know&lt;br /&gt;And there's a better day, a-comin, I'm hooked on your lovin&lt;br /&gt;Believe me, and when you hold my body&lt;br /&gt;I know you need me, wait for me bay-bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been goin half crazy for your love&lt;br /&gt;And I was told that the sex, better than drugs&lt;br /&gt;Then get addicted, boy listen&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only piece of the puzzle you're missin&lt;br /&gt;Like when we kissin - bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;You got a girl that'll - ride ride ride&lt;br /&gt;So take me, tonight&lt;br /&gt;And do what you do to me baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shorty, are you really gettin bored with me, or him?&lt;br /&gt;Cause though I play a lot of games, I play 'em to win&lt;br /&gt;(But then again I'm still young and I'm livin my life)&lt;br /&gt;You know you're right and I'm the type&lt;br /&gt;to pull up to your bumper, get your bumper&lt;br /&gt;(BABY, I can only help but wonder)&lt;br /&gt;What life would be without (my sweet baby)&lt;br /&gt;And you're my baby (holla if you hear me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can understand that my love is pain&lt;br /&gt;And how I feel in vain, it's just a woman thang&lt;br /&gt;(It's a man's world, but I understand)&lt;br /&gt;But there's still nothin different boy, stick to the plan&lt;br /&gt;(You be my down ass, witcha round ass)&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm feelin you (like you feelin me)&lt;br /&gt;The way you're holdin my body, the way you touch me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love when you touch me baby&lt;br /&gt;All over my body baby&lt;br /&gt;I love when you kiss me baby&lt;br /&gt;All over my body baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-88957062?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88957062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88957062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88957062' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-88955968</id><published>2003-02-11T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T21:24:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick, have a slight fever.... am at home, supposedly, at skul this afternoon but i dont feel like it! : ) i juz had the best weekend ever! i had the chance to live my sister's life for one day! now i know how she lived her life these days.. : ) unexpected and unbelievable but then agen, maybe it would be my life someday... we went to bantayan island, juz right after partying at brix. it wasnt even planned! it juz popped out of their minds! guess again, they were drunk! we juz went home to change then went ahead. i only slept for about 3 or 4 hours. but that didnt really matter coz i had alot of fun!!! now i know where my fever started?? i met one of her frenz, which in a way, invited me. he's bong2x. my sis told me to go with her to keep bong2x company.. is that it?? well, that's easy! he's great! we talked bout stuff.( dont ask what kind of stuff ok?? ) i cant wait til the next time my sis would let me go with her.. i hope she will... : ) then i would get to see bong2x. but i got the saddest news last night from my sis. bong2x got a girlfrend sa states. although its too far from here, its sad lang ghapon.... well, lets juz play things around for awhile while he's here. its better than having nothing! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-88955968?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88955968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88955968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88955968' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-88529130</id><published>2003-02-04T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T05:16:42.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src = "http://www.avril-lavigne.com/images/photo27.jpg" align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVRIL!!!! A great example of a person who ---- Stand Out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-88529130?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88529130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88529130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88529130' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5016401.post-88523514</id><published>2003-02-04T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T01:51:36.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello peeps!!!! : ) actually, im speechless pa.. maybe im juz too happy?? well, juz talk it over in person coz its too long to be posted here and too.... u know!!! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5016401-88523514?l=aimee7star.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88523514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5016401/posts/default/88523514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aimee7star.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88523514' title=''/><author><name>Aimee Gaye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12871721475753594355</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></entry></feed>
