<?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-1577504938242183263</id><updated>2011-05-30T11:56:28.494-07:00</updated><category term='new'/><category term='miss'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>MRS. that REJN so SHAMELESS</title><subtitle type='html'>I'll always wonder why it can't be any other way!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-5127811196136421818</id><published>2009-01-21T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:44:10.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>---</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just dropping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;imy people.&lt;br /&gt;-rejn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-5127811196136421818?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/5127811196136421818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=5127811196136421818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5127811196136421818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5127811196136421818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='---'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-565695433631244209</id><published>2008-12-20T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:03:34.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW FAIRYTALE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'M IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my new special someone.&lt;br /&gt;I'M FALLING FOR YOU &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;PRINCE&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;i'm in davao right now. but i won't stay for long.&lt;br /&gt;i came here just to take the entrance exam in San Pedro College but unfortunately.WALANG EXAM! ang sama.hmpf!&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my blogmates here in blogger.&lt;br /&gt;mixoo all especially my ATE'S and KUYA'S&lt;br /&gt;senxa.di na naman ako makakatagal.&lt;br /&gt;aalis na naman ako ngayong 12mn pauwi sa province namin.huhu.&lt;br /&gt;take care poh. *mwah! *hug*&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-565695433631244209?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/565695433631244209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=565695433631244209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/565695433631244209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/565695433631244209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-fairytale.html' title='NEW FAIRYTALE!!!'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-1583163757338899663</id><published>2008-09-15T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:43:52.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Je suis de retour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hi!now i'm back.its been a very long time since i visited my blog.*sigh.tsk3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;je vous manque tout!!!!(i miss you all).huhuhu.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't stay longer 'cause tomorrow i'll be back in our province 'cause i need to go back to school.huhu.anyways.there's A LOT of changes happened to my friends here since i left.from their HAIR to the tip of their TOENAIL'S.some have their hair longer and some have it shorter.hahaha.USO  NA NGA RIN ANG BANGS SA KANILA.bwahahaha.may tumaba at may sumexy.hahaha.may tumangkad at may....hmmm.wala palang lumiit.haha! :-)&lt;br /&gt;when i saw them yesterday,i said to my self "grabe naman talaga ang oras.nakakabago talaga ng tao.not only physically but also emotionally and mentally." hihihi.actually.natawa ako sa mga reactions ng mga kaibigan ko khapon when they saw me.and i was shocked because when they saw me they really hugged me SO VERY VERY VERY tight and they keep on saying those words "i miss you","we miss you so much!".bwahahahaha.sabi nila tumaba ako.hmf!but i didn't believe them kase imposibleng tataba ako eh grabe ang exercise ko dun sa paglalaro ng tennis at table tennis.hmf!pero grabe din ako kung kumain.bwahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I TOTALLY LOVE MY FRIENDS AND THEY TOTALLY LOVE ME TOO.SO MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron pa!ang BF ko.hahaha.a BIG change talaga.he gained weight but not that TABA ha.he's more like chubby right now but not a chubby look but more like macho look.haha.i was also shocked when i saw him 'cause i never thought na totoo pala yung sinabi niya sakin na tumaba siya.hihihi.pero okay lang.i still love...his body.hahaha.him pala. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaay.i hope time runs faster that it could run faster than the speed of light so that after this day,we'll see each other again.huhuhu.i know 6 months will not be that long for us but i don't want to spend another happy moments WITHOUT THEM especially MY HUBBY.hmf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til here nalang.senxa sa mga hindi ko na nabigyan ng comment ha.i don't have time na kase.but don't worry.i still miss you all.hehehe.if you need something text me nalang mga kuya's and ate's&lt;br /&gt;here: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;09282769270&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please inform me kung sino kayo ha.so that i can identify you.&lt;br /&gt;sige.bye! *mwah! &lt;3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-1583163757338899663?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/1583163757338899663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=1583163757338899663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1583163757338899663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1583163757338899663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/09/je-suis-de-retour.html' title='Je suis de retour'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7994291802795452334</id><published>2008-05-07T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:51:53.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeping me in your arms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think I get it now, what you think when you think of me. I'm sorry I'm this way,I really am,It's true. But I know it must tear you up to realize I've grown up,I've changed and that the road you set me on was a mile the other way. I don't really hate life like I tend to say. It doesn't always suck not each and every day. I know you think that I'm gone, the little girl you lovedseems dead . I want to be that little girl again,the one who hugged you tight and never let go,the one who looked up to you. I wish you realized I still do. Now I know why you told me to come to you and why it was so important and why everything I did was such a big deal. It must have broke your heart,watching the one who used to wear little dresses,wear long sleeves to cover the scars on her arms. It's for me and it weighs more on me than any teen should carry over her heart and shoulders. It hurts trying to hide it from youand watching you think the way you do. It hurts pushing that hand you give out time and time again away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mom I get it now,you love me and I love you.I'll say I hate you and you'll think&lt;br /&gt;it isn't true.You'll see my scars and think it's your fault.You'll over fill my&lt;br /&gt;plate and watch as I don't eat all the food while thinking I won't put that&lt;br /&gt;clean fork down with a clank.I really get it and I'm sorry for it because I&lt;br /&gt;don't think there's anything I can do.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm sorry for all the wrong things that I've done to you and Dad. Maybe I wasn't able to fully developed my maturity. Right now. I'm still hoping that we could forget the past and live the present and keep living the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want my Mom to be happy this Mother's Day and i will make it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I Love You so much Mom! Happy Mother's Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7994291802795452334?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7994291802795452334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7994291802795452334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7994291802795452334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7994291802795452334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-i-get-it-now-what-you-think.html' title='Keeping me in your arms'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-5241733840951894296</id><published>2008-04-23T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T08:40:38.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COMMENT ME PLEASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi guys! i totally miss my blog and the people here and i was hoping that there are people HERE who also MISS ME that they would ask me if my summer was/will be okay? where did/will i spend my summer? duh?!such things like that.but there are only few people who noticed that I'm back and SOME of them are not the one that i expected to notice me.but i appreciate those people who really treated me as their friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey! its not yet too late to ask me.i know you guys miss me.&lt;br /&gt;^_______^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/1157/1157984sz2dxt6s0w.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...look I'm SQUEEZABLE.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-5241733840951894296?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/5241733840951894296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=5241733840951894296' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5241733840951894296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5241733840951894296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/04/comment-me-please.html' title='COMMENT ME PLEASE'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-2450797916863674293</id><published>2008-03-01T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:26:20.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>copycat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 276px; height: 289px;" src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/276/276250tfdgvce1kh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You're imitating me, all I do was also done by you. You cannot be the second one, you always want to be "the one". It's always hurting me...all you do was stabbing me, you cannot be behind&lt;br /&gt;you always try to change to be like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; you have fallen so deep, you think that you're born to lead everybody...you have failed with all you've done so don't think about my heart&lt;br /&gt;...it just bleeds.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are really trying to be like me and all you do is imitate my every move. No one is better than you, even god is less than you(you think so). You cannot be alone so we have to be with you all the time. But I can't take it anymore...it is the end of us, there ain't friendship no more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you can go away...but sorry 'cause I won't follow you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-2450797916863674293?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/2450797916863674293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=2450797916863674293' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/2450797916863674293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/2450797916863674293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/03/copycat.html' title='copycat!'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-304228983468043140</id><published>2008-02-21T03:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T03:56:36.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new beginning</title><content type='html'>A long time ago...An infinitely long time ago...We lived in the shadows of history. Countless are those who have experienced hardships,tragedies beyond description...it is under these circumstances, that now, the Angel of humans will finally emerge from the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We have LIVED ON FOR AGES...&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG, THAT OUR COUNTLESS MEMORIES&lt;br /&gt;HAVE LONG SINCE TURNED ASH-GRAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/517/517129gteviiuuof.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life has given me one more change to live....So as long as i live i will love this man and care for him as the end of time shall, never come to take him away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We will rise but to the end there always be a new start&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-304228983468043140?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/304228983468043140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=304228983468043140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/304228983468043140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/304228983468043140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/02/new-beginning.html' title='new beginning'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7591656210544810518</id><published>2008-02-21T03:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T03:49:17.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;gosh! i can't find time in uploading and scanning my pictures on the PC. siiiiiyeeet... :]&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll post them some other time. NO TIME for tagging yet. but i'll find some time for your guyz. LOVES&amp;amp;HUGGIES! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;감사합니다&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7591656210544810518?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7591656210544810518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7591656210544810518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7591656210544810518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7591656210544810518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/02/gosh-i-cant-find-time-in-uploading-and.html' title=''/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3891628538911305544</id><published>2008-02-15T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T15:08:39.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this will be my night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;PROM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/929/929552zyp89xo0dt.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! so excited tonight. its all perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; beautiful dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; gorgeous hair-do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; pretty make-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; good venue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; super gwapong date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; super gandang ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; my digicam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; perfume&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; glitter sandals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; shining accessories&lt;br /&gt;what could i forget? hmmm...its just PERFECT.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Belated&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Hearts Day&lt;/span&gt; to all. its not late &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pa naman diba?&lt;/span&gt; I'm just 1 day late. :] i hope you all had a great time. hmmm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kuwento niyo naman mga ate at kuya kung ano nangyari sa mga&lt;/span&gt; dates &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;niyo&lt;/span&gt; with you special somenes or even with your family kung wala kayong mga gf/bf.&lt;br /&gt;MINE? hmmm.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;meron bah?&lt;/span&gt; hehehe.of course. we went to the sea wall and we had dinner there...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napaka-romantic&lt;/span&gt; haaaay...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mas lalo akong nain-love sakanya&lt;/span&gt; that day...hehehe...and he gave me a ring...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pareho kami.parang&lt;/span&gt; wedding ring &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namin&lt;/span&gt; haha...after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;namin mag-dinner&lt;/span&gt; he drive me home and yeah he kissed me after i go inside the house. :] (sweet) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;un lang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so happy with my bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/672/672351rikf5bl6ag.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3891628538911305544?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3891628538911305544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3891628538911305544' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3891628538911305544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3891628538911305544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-will-be-my-night.html' title='this will be my night.'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-378216968165830687</id><published>2008-02-03T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T22:39:08.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom HAIR-do!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WSmzrYjsI/AAAAAAAAADk/tTT_VpUbzvg/s1600-h/ysa%27s+hair2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WSmzrYjsI/AAAAAAAAADk/tTT_VpUbzvg/s200/ysa%27s+hair2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162693743254998722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WSFTrYjqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qQW26MTjHQE/s1600-h/200_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WSFTrYjqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qQW26MTjHQE/s200/200_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162693167729381026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my first choice...and i love it...its gorgeous right? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;너무 예뻐요 - she's so pretty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i really don't want to mess my first prom night...I'm so bushed thinking about different and appealing hairstyles so i'll look attractive and pretty. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;grrrr...any suggestions from my kuya's and ate's here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hmmm...i already have my gown, shining-glittering heels, make-up plan...yah! just the hair! urgh! i know...its so much. too much attention! here are another styles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WW9jrYjtI/AAAAAAAAADs/yhqIJ8A2Flc/s1600-h/2884_3450_Hilton-Paris-05-4x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WW9jrYjtI/AAAAAAAAADs/yhqIJ8A2Flc/s200/2884_3450_Hilton-Paris-05-4x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162698532143533778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WYwzrYjxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/H9Yb31bd4mo/s1600-h/1203317858_f7c53c628b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WYwzrYjxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/H9Yb31bd4mo/s200/1203317858_f7c53c628b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162700512123457298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WXbDrYjuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fG7mk2L_Gsc/s1600-h/3040_3737_Lohan-Lindsay-09-4x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WXbDrYjuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/fG7mk2L_Gsc/s200/3040_3737_Lohan-Lindsay-09-4x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162699038949674722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WX3zrYjvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OUVu5O4rI1I/s1600-h/3632_4569_Lohan-Lindsay-17-4x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WX3zrYjvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/OUVu5O4rI1I/s200/3632_4569_Lohan-Lindsay-17-4x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162699532870913778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WaNDrYj0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Gb7u4gVAbBo/s1600-h/140b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WaNDrYj0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Gb7u4gVAbBo/s200/140b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162702096966389570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WZszrYjzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hjsIGk3FcCI/s1600-h/posterphoto12628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WZszrYjzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/hjsIGk3FcCI/s200/posterphoto12628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162701542915608370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WZazrYjyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PapCnZup5V8/s1600-h/1203194206_6e8a60981a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WZazrYjyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PapCnZup5V8/s200/1203194206_6e8a60981a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162701233677963042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WYfTrYjwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aZg0hUniYMk/s1600-h/1427966810_8286a3bf59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WYfTrYjwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/aZg0hUniYMk/s200/1427966810_8286a3bf59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162700211475746562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dami noh?&lt;/span&gt; that's why I'm so confused!!! it looks all pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE...help me choose...i need suggestions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deadliest DEADLINE:&lt;/span&gt; when you get on my page...please...&lt;br /&gt;our prom is on Feb.16, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you in advance&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sa mga magbibigay ng&lt;/span&gt; advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;포옹-cuddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-378216968165830687?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/378216968165830687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=378216968165830687' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/378216968165830687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/378216968165830687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/02/prom-hair-do.html' title='prom HAIR-do!!!'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/R6WSmzrYjsI/AAAAAAAAADk/tTT_VpUbzvg/s72-c/ysa%27s+hair2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-8597224837645942911</id><published>2008-02-01T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:30:51.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Einstein's theory before his break up with his girlfriend...</title><content type='html'>I know we are also matter, we can't occupy the same space at the same time that's why we can't reach the same race, like parallel lines, can't meet at a common point...their verbs are not correct, all of the subjects are affected, they have reached my boiling point&lt;br /&gt;now my brain is in congealing point right now...&lt;br /&gt;Why can't some people be so sensitive? Where is the theory action and reaction? I can't see the luminous light or did just the burner lose its flame? I digested all their words, dissected all its meanings and the conclusion is so close but the hypothesis is still the one standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night they corrupt my brain and now, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;70%&lt;/span&gt; percent of it is indifferent. They were the 14th planet of the solar system and so close to discovery but yet so far away. Did they say the world is round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That's why we're still in the same floor&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far we go we are back to were we started&lt;br /&gt;I think I should call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ptolemy&lt;/span&gt; and ask for help...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll never comprehend the mathematics of this metaphysics can't explain its movement because we're opposite in meaning but same in charge that's why we will never form a bond no matter what...Their electron negativity is annoying me, my neutrons are fading, my forces are shaking and now I'm losing all the elements I needed to stable the equation though I know it discolored. Like any other scientist I have no sleep, not much to eat, using my mind all the time to find the formula that we both need...Well I guess the carbon is so much in number, oxygen decreased and became under, that's why we are suffocating reasons why we are struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Theoretically speaking: "accepting and moving on"&lt;br /&gt;Easy to hear and easy to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Application of the theory:&lt;br /&gt;Simply means&lt;br /&gt;"Die first&lt;br /&gt;And try to live again."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-8597224837645942911?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/8597224837645942911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=8597224837645942911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8597224837645942911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8597224837645942911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/02/einsteins-theory-before-his-break-up.html' title='Einstein&apos;s theory before his break up with his girlfriend...'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3856359595855626236</id><published>2008-01-29T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T06:49:55.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celeb fancies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So big deal if your a million zillion air, so what if your famous. who cares that your miserable only cause your spoiled rotten.&lt;br /&gt; everyone would rather be in your shoes  than their own.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3856359595855626236?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3856359595855626236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3856359595855626236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3856359595855626236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3856359595855626236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/01/celeb-fancies.html' title='Celeb fancies'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-4372544807497269449</id><published>2008-01-11T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T03:22:22.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoooosh!</title><content type='html'>yeeeeeeey! back to blogging now!!! hahaha..oh well i was so busy at school and i can't think about stuff to write in my blog as in "BLAH BLAH BLAH".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm going to delete this blog...seems like nobody's concern...huhuhuhu....&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-4372544807497269449?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/4372544807497269449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=4372544807497269449' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/4372544807497269449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/4372544807497269449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/01/whoooosh.html' title='whoooosh!'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-5866635443363860077</id><published>2008-01-05T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T07:59:36.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just sensing the emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  I have tasted the emotion,  I have fallen on it's rugged terrain&lt;br /&gt;I have bruised and scarred and lamented over its jagged tug&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted moments of giving up, of giving in, of throwing down&lt;br /&gt;I have been weakened, battered and tested&lt;br /&gt;........But I will not let this defeat me&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the words, the thoughts, inside and outside of my head&lt;br /&gt;I have swallowed and choked and chewed the emotion&lt;br /&gt;I have heard its lulling voice, its capture, its trap&lt;br /&gt;I have bled from my ears, from the impounding sound&lt;br /&gt;........But I will not let go in this lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl3.glitter-graphics.net/pub/849/849893m07p94p4rd.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen the emotion, its deceit, its aesthetically pleasing facade&lt;br /&gt;I have run towards it, run from it and run head-on into its web&lt;br /&gt;I have seem the emotion, its all its false beauty and been drawn to it&lt;br /&gt;I have been chosen, hooked and reeled in&lt;br /&gt;........But I will wait patiently until I can escape&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt the emotion, embraced its sensual touch surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;I have been squeezed and restricted and confined in its nature&lt;br /&gt;I have felt the emotion, felt the loss of my will, of my drive, of my passion&lt;br /&gt;I have wounds of anguish and agony that ride on my back&lt;br /&gt;........But I am not ready to fall down&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck in the endless webs of jealousy, the never-ending tangle&lt;br /&gt;I have been unwillingly clung to its silk and left to crumble&lt;br /&gt;I am stuck in the endless webs of resentment, the never-ending tangle&lt;br /&gt;Where I have felt the emotion, heard the emotion and seen the emotion&lt;br /&gt;........For all I know the emotion is me&lt;br /&gt;But I. Am not. The emotion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-5866635443363860077?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/5866635443363860077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=5866635443363860077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5866635443363860077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5866635443363860077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-just-sensing-emotion.html' title='I&apos;m just sensing the emotion'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3117181671698531638</id><published>2008-01-05T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T07:45:10.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'>duh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;am i really a BITCH? why do people hate me that much? or the were just jealous of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;for all my haters...just GET A LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/589/589228gtdzvf8onz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3117181671698531638?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3117181671698531638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3117181671698531638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3117181671698531638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3117181671698531638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/01/duh.html' title='duh?'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-6490668769110067816</id><published>2008-01-04T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T03:20:19.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeee....I'm BACK!!!!!^_^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! i was so exhausted from provincial life! bwahahahaha...i was so excited to go back in the city...so....right now...i'm back....weeeeeee!!! but i'm still tired so i got to have some rest...hmmm...GTG now....^_^ miss you all here...! *hugs* talk to you tomorrow...=)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-6490668769110067816?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/6490668769110067816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=6490668769110067816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6490668769110067816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6490668769110067816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2008/01/weeeeeim-back.html' title='weeeee....I&apos;m BACK!!!!!^_^'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3435415291206926023</id><published>2007-12-21T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T06:55:29.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BRB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! vacation sa province na naman mode koh...haha! but i really miss my friends there so i'll be gone for 2weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss you guyz!....mwah! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3435415291206926023?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3435415291206926023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3435415291206926023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3435415291206926023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3435415291206926023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-and-new-year.html' title='Christmas and New Year'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-8069155159054242731</id><published>2007-12-20T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T03:06:00.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where do I start to tell you? How do I find the right words? When you were the one to choose, will I even have a chance to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/480/480351dikig5t4qw.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you baby! I miss you so so much!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will he find out? Wish he'd just pick up the phone and call me and we would talk all night.&lt;br /&gt;I never got the chance to shout and mean every word I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I miss you baby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will it take to let him know?  I feel like there will never be a way to say every word that i want. Why is he always hiding low? Does he even think that its hard for me to say every word? There's just no way to tell him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I NEED TO TALK TO YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO SPEAK WITH YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO KNOW WHY YOU CAN'T JUST LISTEN TO WHAT I TELL YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day I spent with him is in and out of my mind, its taking to much space that is why I wish we're always together. All those things we said are replayed over and over, no way to mute my head but it just flows through my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-8069155159054242731?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/8069155159054242731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=8069155159054242731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8069155159054242731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8069155159054242731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-just.html' title='i just...'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7514806586471134529</id><published>2007-12-14T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T02:12:17.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything ends...true?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every story, has a beginning,&lt;br /&gt;and an ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every friendship, starts with a hello,&lt;br /&gt;and ends with a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every relationship, starts with a kiss,&lt;br /&gt;and ends with a "I'm Sorry".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how many times,&lt;br /&gt;you say "I'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart will always,&lt;br /&gt;be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-rejn&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7514806586471134529?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7514806586471134529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7514806586471134529' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7514806586471134529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7514806586471134529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/12/every-story-has-beginning-and-ending.html' title='Everything ends...true?'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-8050064000892357129</id><published>2007-12-12T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T16:43:07.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUSY MODE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....hope to talk to you soon...&lt;br /&gt;love you guyz!!!&lt;br /&gt;*hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-8050064000892357129?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/8050064000892357129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=8050064000892357129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8050064000892357129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8050064000892357129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7949725971389883039</id><published>2007-11-29T06:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T06:51:21.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want...</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/448/448906bzqc10q4ts.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to scream at the the top of my lungs...cry a ocean full of tears, run a mile a second and kill all of my fears...&lt;br /&gt;I want to breath in a breathe of danger, crush the feeling of love, vanish the sight of pain throw-up over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be another person, a new life is what i need, I want to be selfish...filled with hate and greed. I want to beat the toughest person and drain a beating heart...take that dumb bi*** and rip her soul apart. I want him to feel my pain of being alone. Being told your loved&lt;br /&gt;but never really shown. I want revenge at its fullest compassion can go to hell. I want him to cry&lt;br /&gt;at the sound of my throbbing bell. I need the feel of hate. I cherish the feeling of chase. I want her to remove her stupid makeup, revealing her ugly frigged face. I want him to loose control&lt;br /&gt;to feel the rush of a fight. Frig I'm so angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I could keep this up all night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7949725971389883039?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7949725971389883039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7949725971389883039' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7949725971389883039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7949725971389883039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-want-to-scream-at-the-top-of-my-lungs.html' title='I want...'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-6515691566331866227</id><published>2007-11-24T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T17:26:57.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;/3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He might be my Prince Charming but I may not be his Cinderella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/661/661748w9fhxr1ls4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-6515691566331866227?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/6515691566331866227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=6515691566331866227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6515691566331866227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6515691566331866227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/3.html' title='&lt;/3'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-5811291688603318280</id><published>2007-11-24T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T15:45:21.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at last....huhuhu</title><content type='html'>yipeeee!!! I'm happy kase nacancel ang project namin sa Filipino subject nami (making a movie), kaya lang I'm soooooo disappointed with the other students, because some of their parent are complaining because(I'm not sure if this was really the reason why our project was canceled...its only my conclusions) some of the students are hiring a PROFESSIONAL director/cameraman and some of them went out of town for their shooting even if our teacher said that the place for our shooting must be taken &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; INSIDE THE SCHOOL OR OUTSIDE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; NOT SO FAR FROM &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAVAO CITY&lt;/span&gt;. That statement was explained to us by our teacher but some of the students didn't listen maybe that is why their parents complained on what they were doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my group mates in our project was so mad when we heard Sir Albarico's(our Filipino teacher and ADVISER) voice, its like he had a big problem, he was crying...we thought he was okay but when we asked him he said nothing. When we got his message that our project was canceled it was like duh! pinaghirapan naming gumawa ng script! pinaghirapan naming gumawa ng story and then all our efforts, GONE! just because of some of ------ students! grrrrrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huhuhuhuhu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just wish our adviser would be okay soon and his smiling face will go back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE LOVE YOU SIR ALBARICO and we are SORRY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-5811291688603318280?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/5811291688603318280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=5811291688603318280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5811291688603318280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5811291688603318280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/at-lasthuhuhu.html' title='at last....huhuhu'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7292918851651298071</id><published>2007-11-22T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T05:29:57.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gosh! another semester has come and the projects are overflowing!!! the projects are blowing my head....grrrrr!!! lalong-lalo na ang project sa FILIPINO subject...we are about to make a movie about Christmas...and duh! we're not PROFESSIONALS and the teacher is so demanding!!! my parents are complaining kase gabing-gabi na ako kung umuwi because of SHOOTING...haaaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl8.glitter-graphics.net/pub/297/297128bx8n2hfxdf.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i'll be busy until the 1st week of December kaya i'll not be on for few days...i'll miss my ate's and kuya's!!! huhuhuhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll talk to you when i have a chance...*hugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7292918851651298071?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7292918851651298071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7292918851651298071' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7292918851651298071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7292918851651298071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/busy.html' title='BUSY!!!'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7185007599228840809</id><published>2007-11-18T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T04:13:15.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRAIN S.P.A.M.</title><content type='html'>Sitting here, I recall a question ''When was the last time you did something crazy??''&lt;br /&gt;Cute Girl, strange. Am I "stuck in the Jungle"? Yeah. Maybe. Does size matter? OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...Conversation puts no knowledge in my head just questions. Should I test the black waters again?? Strictly For Comparison...Of Course, truly, I do not feel like i belong in any group&lt;br /&gt;I'm me...REJN! just me. Grey. In between color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NO TITLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't really eat, just live. Am I alive? Nah, Toxin's since my age was 13. Now what? Silly....Pure Craziness. I see myself alone. So I block it all out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT FOREVER    STILL JUMPING IN HEAD FIRST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/434/434431e135dqqmey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7185007599228840809?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7185007599228840809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7185007599228840809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7185007599228840809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7185007599228840809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/brain-spam.html' title='BRAIN S.P.A.M.'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3567612841936508630</id><published>2007-11-16T03:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T03:57:46.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my blood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;  Suicide temptations over run my head,&lt;br /&gt;i as i bring the blade to my wrist,&lt;br /&gt;i watch it cut through my skin with deep familiarity,&lt;br /&gt;i watch slowly as i see the blood pour,&lt;br /&gt;just let it drip drip drip....&lt;br /&gt;then i realized, after Ive lost to much blood to go back,&lt;br /&gt;no one can ever replace me,&lt;br /&gt;Not even darkness...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Cerisa Aiva Rejn-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/476/476072m36vx3jdly.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3567612841936508630?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3567612841936508630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3567612841936508630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3567612841936508630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3567612841936508630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-blood.html' title='my blood'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-6474917595696271611</id><published>2007-11-16T03:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T17:41:18.492-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when was the last time...</title><content type='html'>When was the last time you sent me a text just to say, "I love you! Have a great day...And don't forget to show-off that beautiful smile?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When was the last time you told me I was beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you told me that I was the best thing that had ever happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you called me randomly to say that you couldn't stop thinking about me?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time that you initiated cuddle time, a hug, a kiss, or a caress?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time that you told me you loved me without first being prompted by me?&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time that you told me thank you...for all that you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/emoooo.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say that the day it all stopped was the day you broke my heart, but those missing gestures had stopped long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Was it all so good in the beginning that I failed to see when it all stopped being that way?&lt;br /&gt;I guess if I can't remember those last times it maybe wasn't meant to be after all.&lt;br /&gt;You somehow forgot how to love me, but somehow I can't seem to stop loving you...No matter how I try.&lt;br /&gt;I need to remember those last times, those fond memories because right now all I can remember are the times that you didn't say or do those things. And I don't want to remember this last year with you as a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;One of these days I will stop and think when was the last time I missed you? And when I can't recall that day, is the day I know that I'm over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When was the last time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-6474917595696271611?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/6474917595696271611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=6474917595696271611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6474917595696271611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6474917595696271611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-was-last-time-you-sent-me-text.html' title='when was the last time...'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-1943997817211634705</id><published>2007-11-12T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:29:12.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You look that way&lt;br /&gt;He looks the other way&lt;br /&gt;You start walking your way&lt;br /&gt;and he starts walking his own way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say "I Love You"&lt;br /&gt;...but he didn't stop...he just keep on walking.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-1943997817211634705?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/1943997817211634705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=1943997817211634705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1943997817211634705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1943997817211634705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-look-that-way-he-looks-other-way.html' title=''/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-8144298547190044698</id><published>2007-11-12T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:44:46.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>P.S. I'm still not over you =,(</title><content type='html'>This song reminds me of the person whom i given up...but still my feelings for him will always stay inside my heart, locked up and i don't know where the key is for it to be open again...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know we haven't spoken for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I was thinking bout you and it kinda made me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to say&lt;br /&gt;Need to put them in a letter&lt;br /&gt;Thought it might be easier&lt;br /&gt;The words might come out better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your mother&lt;br /&gt;How's your little brother&lt;br /&gt;Does he still look just like you&lt;br /&gt;So many things I want to know the answer to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;And rewrite every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;To the story of me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better as each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hope to here from you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;PS I'm still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't mean to ramble on&lt;br /&gt;But there's a lot of feelings&lt;br /&gt;That remain since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;I guess you thought that I&lt;br /&gt;Would've put it all behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But it seems there's always something right there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a silly joke or something on the TV&lt;br /&gt;Boy it ain't easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I here our song I get that same old feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Wish I could press rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Turn back the hands of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;And I shouldn't be telling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better as each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hope to here from you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;PS I'm still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you-ou-ou&lt;br /&gt;(still not over you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding-left: 0px; display: none;" ontop="true"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GkMXejToOx/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GkMXejToOx/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I kept all of your pictures&lt;br /&gt;Don't have the strength to part with them yet&lt;br /&gt;(oh no)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tried to erase the way your kisses taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But some things a girl could never forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better as each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Hope to here from you soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;PS I'm still not over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Still not over you)&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know how I tried to forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Chorus fade]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I've tried and I've tried&lt;br /&gt;To get you off my mind&lt;br /&gt;But it don't get no better as each day goes by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;I've got nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;Hope to here from you soon&lt;br /&gt;PS I'm still not over you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;-i still and always LOVE you my baby Pipao...&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not over you&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-8144298547190044698?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/8144298547190044698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=8144298547190044698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8144298547190044698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8144298547190044698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/ps-im-still-not-over-you.html' title='P.S. I&apos;m still not over you =,('/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-4893947982332349163</id><published>2007-11-11T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:48:19.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF problem</title><content type='html'>hahaaaaayyy...me and my friends had a fight last Friday. Right now...i don't know what to do if i would apologize to them or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ako pa ang mag apologize sa kanila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;what was the reason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, November 4, me and my friends are talking about a secret of one of my classmates...and then they were denying that they didn't really actually knew who was the crush/suitor/boyfriend of my classmate. so i believe them...then last friday we were talking at the corridor in our school and then the topic about "my classmate's crush/suitor/boyfriend" was opened again...but that time one of my friends mouth slipped and she said the name of the guy who was the crush/suitor/boyfriend of my classmate without thinking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na hindi ko alam at nasabi ng isa sa mga kaibigan ko ang pangalan ng guy&lt;/span&gt; so i got mad...because if that sort of thing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tinatago na nila sa akin ano pa kaya sa ibang bagay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na nagiging praning ako&lt;/span&gt; because of that...i just don't want my friends to hide secrets from me because I'm there friend and they know that they can trust me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alam ko rin&lt;/span&gt; that i can trust them that is why i always share my secrets to them even those that is very confidential but then they blew it off...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noon pa&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alam ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na marami na silang tinatago sa akin&lt;/span&gt; but then I'm making myself blind to those things that's why everytime i feel that they are keeping something from me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;my trust in them are fading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl9.glitter-graphics.net/pub/71/71279xpxn5jrpiw.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;all this time...I'm asking myself if i they were true to me and i keep on making friends with them even though i see myself looking stupid in front of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now...i just want to stay out of their way in case&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;magkaroon narin sila ng tiwala sa akin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-4893947982332349163?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/4893947982332349163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=4893947982332349163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/4893947982332349163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/4893947982332349163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/bff-problem.html' title='BFF problem'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-5807258969183431334</id><published>2007-11-10T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:48:33.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't...please</title><content type='html'>So is there a hope that I can convince you to stay as well? I know your going through a lot, and life just seems so impossible, but when I was so low, lower than ever, you where there to open my eyes, and I'm glad you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;...because I swear that if you didn't save me when you did, that I'd slipped away,so far away, that if I kept going on like this, that I would taken my life. I'm serious though, so this is to you! I'm here now and will be as long as I live, only to say that I'm the one who will try day in and day out to save your cherished soul, my friend, please rethink what your thinking about doing...yeah! Depression and dramatic moments can slowly kill you, leaving you helpless and lost.&lt;br /&gt;Without a clear vision,everything grows dark and sad, pain consumes you,and you feel like you can't get away,like your locked up,but even though you say its for the best, your hurting more people than you think........&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-5807258969183431334?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/5807258969183431334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=5807258969183431334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5807258969183431334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/5807258969183431334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/11/dontplease.html' title='don&apos;t...please'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-1411598218716294884</id><published>2007-10-28T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T17:59:30.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in the world of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BOREDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-1411598218716294884?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/1411598218716294884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=1411598218716294884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1411598218716294884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1411598218716294884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3326165646137268421</id><published>2007-10-26T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T05:39:37.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 186px; height: 248px;" src="http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/bbfliessss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Those things i felt so alive inside me are now just dead and bitter. Those butterflies inside I use to feel are not flying anymore. You cut their wings like you cut mine please tell me how you felt. They're dead like my hope is dead for you without you those butterflies inside me are so damn dead. Sometimes I feel a little twinkle down inside me and other times I think that I'm just sick, so sick and tires of all your stupid lies. You make me feel so sick it hurts, those butterflies inside I use to feel are not flying anymore. you cut their wings like you cut mine please tell me how you felt. They're dead like my hope is dead for you, without you those butterflies inside me are so damn dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; please tell me how you felt... was it any good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell me how you felt when you broke my heart? Those butterflies are so damn dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3326165646137268421?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3326165646137268421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3326165646137268421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3326165646137268421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3326165646137268421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/10/butterflies.html' title='butterflies'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-2281090623928902839</id><published>2007-10-26T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:51:42.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/473/473176p0deyb8bni.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been breathing since October 29, 1992 with my name given to me by my parents as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Cerisa Aiva Rejn Raagas Escarian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As the years passed, this girl have experienced lots of good and bad stuff and she's already felt love, hate, jealousy, happiness, and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in my journey of life and exploring it with its people who are unknown for me. I want to enjoy my teenage years and hoping someday, when i become an adult, i will marry a guy who will take care of me and the right prince charming. actually, I'm happy with my life right now but still i want to know more and know what my purpose really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the 29th of October in this year i will be a 15 year old young adult, not anymore a clumsy and cry baby girl, i will try to act more mature and be more matured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized, as i become older, i will just remember my old days when i was a little baby and everyone was looking at me as if I'm an angel and then i became a sassy girl at the age of 5-10 and i just knew that i had a crush on some one (i still remember my first crush^_^) and then when I'm at the age of 13 when i first start to act and feel like I'm really a teenager until i had my first BF, first kiss, first hug and first gift from my special someone (aaaaaaawwwww).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i have my friends from my old days and in the present, i have my BABY PIPAO whom i had a relationship for 1 year until now, and my family, my parents whose always there for me back when i was still a baby, "I'M HAPPY WITH MY LIFE NOW!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 190px; height: 237px;" src="http://dl.glitter-graphics.net/pub/573/573311qknfhej4hx.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wishing myself to be blessed even i have sinned and to have a very long life to spend with my love ones.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-2281090623928902839?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/2281090623928902839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=2281090623928902839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/2281090623928902839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/2281090623928902839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-girl.html' title='BIRTHDAY GIRL'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-3833810092446664653</id><published>2007-10-11T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:52:51.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it only means i'm NOT willing to wait for the right one</title><content type='html'>When I was just a little girl, my mama used to tuck me into bed, and she'd read me a story.&lt;br /&gt;It always was about a princess in distress and how a guy would save her and end up with the glory. I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be, then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I don't want to be like Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;, sitting in a dark, cold and has a dusty cellar, waiting for somebody to come and set me free. I don't want to be like someone waiting for a handsome prince to come and save me on a horse of white unless somebody's on my side. I don't wanna be&lt;br /&gt;no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;NO! NO! NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;I'd rather rescue myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul, heart and mind, whose not afraid to show that he loves me, somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't need nobody taking care of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for him just as strong as he will be there for me, when i get myself then it has got to be an equal thing&lt;class id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;. I can slay my own dragons. I can dream my own dreams, my knight in shining armor is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So I'm gonna set me free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I don't wanna be like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CINDERELLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/416/416117fj1hkwjyep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-3833810092446664653?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/3833810092446664653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=3833810092446664653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3833810092446664653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/3833810092446664653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-only-means-im-not-willing-to-wait.html' title='it only means i&apos;m NOT willing to wait for the right one'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-9067906535154496696</id><published>2007-10-05T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:53:22.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im just not happy</title><content type='html'>There you go again,talking cinematic...You're charming, you got everybody starstruck. I know, how you always seem to go for the obvious, instead of me you got another one.&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the right guy and I'd be the best friend that you'd fall in love with. In the end we'd be laughing watching the sunset fade to black and show the names and play the happy song.&lt;br /&gt;When you call me I can hear it in you voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;...oh sure,you want to see me and tell me all about her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--3&lt;/span--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I'll be acting through my tears guess you'll never know that I should win an Oscar for this scene. Wish I could tell you there's a twist some kind of hero in disguise and were together, it's for real, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;NOT PLAYING&lt;/span&gt;. wish I could tell you there's a kiss, like something more than in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I see, it could be amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/591/591756p6pf76ptkk.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-9067906535154496696?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/9067906535154496696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=9067906535154496696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/9067906535154496696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/9067906535154496696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/10/there-you-goes-againtalking-cinematic.html' title='im just not happy'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-7822487821972179013</id><published>2007-09-20T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:54:03.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye-bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 311px; height: 207px; font-weight: bold;" src="http://dl5.glitter-graphics.net/pub/462/462375tojqtsalvr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember when did we had our first fight...but i clearly remember when is our last fight because its just yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i will not tell what was the fight all about but it was just really a small thing. every time we argue, i can see my self already crying but I'm trying to  control my emotions not to show because i know when i start crying in front of him he will just ignore it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will i let him go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of our fights really makes me think of breaking up with him but when i think of it...i just can't help but cry!!! yes! i try to break up with him, but i just CAN'T say those words!!! maybe i really do love him...because i just can't let him go that easy.o^-^o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hindi ko siya kayang mawala.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why is it so hard for me to let him go even if we always fight and we know that both of us are hurt by this relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo nga...why is it hard for me to let go of his hands!!! but in my ex-bf...i just let him go and i move on easily but why in my present, i just can't help it...i can't help falling! is it because I'm already falling for him deeper than i expected? and for him, I'm doing things that i can't in my past boyfriend. its not that i don't want to love him, its just  I DON'T WANT TO LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!! because i almost forgot to spend time for my friends and my family...i keep on thinking both of us together ALWAYS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;bad ba yung ganon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i just hope that I'm not making a mistake for loving him this much and i hope i will not be saying this someday "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sana hindi ko nalang binigay lahat ng oras ko sakanya.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-7822487821972179013?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/7822487821972179013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=7822487821972179013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7822487821972179013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/7822487821972179013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_20.html' title='bye-bye'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-686103544216778074</id><published>2007-09-07T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:12:24.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first KISS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 175px; height: 230px;" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/482/482396elsekzw90d.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; is you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first KISS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where&lt;/span&gt; did you had your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first KISS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When&lt;/span&gt; is your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first KISS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; did you do when you had your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first KISS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How&lt;/span&gt; did the two of you feel when you had your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first KISS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What, where, when is the last time you had your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first KISS&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-686103544216778074?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/686103544216778074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=686103544216778074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/686103544216778074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/686103544216778074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-kiss.html' title='first KISS?'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-2787402593790147585</id><published>2007-09-07T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T04:11:53.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny St. Thomas class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;THESE PICTURES ARE REALLY STOLEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me and my friend Alberto have nothing to do sometimes if we have boring classes so we make fun of those people who look funny and those people who are "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DAY DREAMING&lt;/span&gt;".  But these pictures that I'm showing you right now are from Allen's  cellphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEsmq4KsNI/AAAAAAAAACM/9J56ye2NqmQ/s1600-h/1_530230471l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEsmq4KsNI/AAAAAAAAACM/9J56ye2NqmQ/s200/1_530230471l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107412495271375058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEt3a4KsPI/AAAAAAAAACc/qWC-1mpbtXM/s1600-h/1_994377075l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEt3a4KsPI/AAAAAAAAACc/qWC-1mpbtXM/s200/1_994377075l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107413882545811698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEp8a4KsLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XOIaDeTUA2w/s1600-h/1_350652880l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEp8a4KsLI/AAAAAAAAAB8/XOIaDeTUA2w/s200/1_350652880l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107409570398646450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"  &gt;UNSA DAW?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEuRq4KsQI/AAAAAAAAACk/IcBTaNxoDJU/s1600-h/1_815015432l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEuRq4KsQI/AAAAAAAAACk/IcBTaNxoDJU/s200/1_815015432l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107414333517377794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEr1q4KsMI/AAAAAAAAACE/vErxBniLhIM/s1600-h/1_474895270l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEr1q4KsMI/AAAAAAAAACE/vErxBniLhIM/s200/1_474895270l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107411653457785026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEtVq4KsOI/AAAAAAAAACU/ldnk5OIr3zo/s1600-h/1_712550530l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEtVq4KsOI/AAAAAAAAACU/ldnk5OIr3zo/s200/1_712550530l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107413302725226722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pictures are taken inside our classroom where there are people who are sooo bored that they can only do something that can make them look stupid(in a good way) because of their stolen photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In our classroom we really respect each other...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...but in the time of laughing we just can't help it to make fun of each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/497/497816zyqgdtj6p0.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-2787402593790147585?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/2787402593790147585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=2787402593790147585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/2787402593790147585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/2787402593790147585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/09/funny-st-thomas-class.html' title='funny St. Thomas class'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEsmq4KsNI/AAAAAAAAACM/9J56ye2NqmQ/s72-c/1_530230471l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-1090184776818201825</id><published>2007-09-07T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T03:22:59.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEgk64KsHI/AAAAAAAAABc/JdN4FLxhY_4/s1600-h/1_492517869l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEgk64KsHI/AAAAAAAAABc/JdN4FLxhY_4/s200/1_492517869l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107399271067070578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;from left2right: its me, dairwin and yen2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had classes here but the teachers are not attending our class because they are busy in the DACS competition. They are busy going to other schools to cheer our team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whooooooo!!! GO ASSUMPTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, we got some different&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEi-a4KsII/AAAAAAAAABk/M_KK_vpa3ng/s1600-h/1_466048348l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEi-a4KsII/AAAAAAAAABk/M_KK_vpa3ng/s200/1_466048348l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107401908176990338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; photos in this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEjba4KsJI/AAAAAAAAABs/oest76I3FcQ/s1600-h/1_533645118l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEjba4KsJI/AAAAAAAAABs/oest76I3FcQ/s200/1_533645118l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107402406393196690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are having a "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;photo shoot&lt;/span&gt;"(kuno) in our class room...hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;We had some  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stolen pictures&lt;/span&gt;" or whatever(*LOL*) and theres a photo where we pretend as the characters of the movie "A Love Story" (we really look stupid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks to our photographer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Allen Glen Soriano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEkMq4KsKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/c-Ew5f_-OMk/s1600-h/1_159512584l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEkMq4KsKI/AAAAAAAAAB0/c-Ew5f_-OMk/s200/1_159512584l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107403252501754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In this picture(above), dairwin seems to be so close to yen2(LOL), it looks like he's going to kiss her(bwahahahahahaha) and i really look stupid here!!! I'm SOOO OUT OF PLACE(boink!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Well...its really fun to have a MOMENT^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-1090184776818201825?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/1090184776818201825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=1090184776818201825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1090184776818201825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1090184776818201825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/09/from-left2right-its-me-dairwin-and-yen2.html' title=''/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RuEgk64KsHI/AAAAAAAAABc/JdN4FLxhY_4/s72-c/1_492517869l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-6870384353466357727</id><published>2007-09-01T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:55:59.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/551/551804b2rwsdcwsm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://dl4.glitter-graphics.net/pub/551/551804b2rwsdcwsm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Bad feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; lead to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;bad cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;bad cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; lead to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;sad moments,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;sad moments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; lead to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tragic memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;-xoxo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-6870384353466357727?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/6870384353466357727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=6870384353466357727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6870384353466357727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6870384353466357727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/09/bad-feelings-lead-to-bad-cases-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-8995780333718229616</id><published>2007-09-01T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T23:59:02.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;You look that way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt; He looks the other way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"&gt; You start walking your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt; And he starts walking his way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; You say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;i love you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't stop he just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;keeps on walking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-8995780333718229616?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/8995780333718229616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=8995780333718229616' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8995780333718229616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/8995780333718229616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-look-that-way-he-looks-other-way.html' title=''/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-6910291484242732469</id><published>2007-08-31T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T23:49:18.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-PerfecT-_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   You're just so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERFECT&lt;/span&gt; why you cant see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Look at what you've done to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  You've made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt; made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; With the look thats in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RtkKsq4KsFI/AAAAAAAAABM/LMjRq_PnNm0/s1600-h/y19+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RtkKsq4KsFI/AAAAAAAAABM/LMjRq_PnNm0/s200/y19+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105123415141560402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you just don't realize&lt;br /&gt;Just how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; How important you are in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Each night before I go to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make just &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;one wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that&lt;br /&gt;Is for you to be here with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I wonder if he feels the same way&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; could ever be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; Then I could get my one true kiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the moment its just a dream&lt;br /&gt;Because I know he doesn't feel like this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-6910291484242732469?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/6910291484242732469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=6910291484242732469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6910291484242732469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/6910291484242732469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/08/perfect.html' title='-_-PerfecT-_-'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/RtkKsq4KsFI/AAAAAAAAABM/LMjRq_PnNm0/s72-c/y19+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577504938242183263.post-1016510616678351615</id><published>2007-08-31T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T22:23:15.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY WORLD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/Rtj3Ca4Kr9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDVxkxNgdxY/s1600-h/461487tfbae4cy87.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/Rtj3Ca4Kr9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDVxkxNgdxY/s200/461487tfbae4cy87.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105101798571159506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  My hands are trembling with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so petrified of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;And what it might bring&lt;br /&gt;For nothing is what it is anymore&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I am not who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;red and raw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from crying&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so exhausted and miserable&lt;br /&gt;Like I have nothing left to offer&lt;br /&gt;And I know nobody could understand that&lt;br /&gt;So I don't say a word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My head is throbbing, I can't think straight&lt;br /&gt;There are ghosts haunting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Screaming&lt;/span&gt; horrible things&lt;br /&gt;While laughing and pointing&lt;br /&gt;And they won't leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; My heart feels empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong anywhere&lt;br /&gt;I don't enjoy anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to look forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; There's no hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;My world has fallen apart&lt;br /&gt;It collapsed at my feet&lt;br /&gt;There's &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; left&lt;br /&gt;So It's time to leave, get out of here&lt;br /&gt;And end it all right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577504938242183263-1016510616678351615?l=cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/feeds/1016510616678351615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577504938242183263&amp;postID=1016510616678351615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1016510616678351615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577504938242183263/posts/default/1016510616678351615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cryingrejndrops.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-world.html' title='MY WORLD'/><author><name>R E J N</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09422585661544511921</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://i129.photobucket.com/albums/p220/aivacute/flower-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L9q8iw77iJA/Rtj3Ca4Kr9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/NDVxkxNgdxY/s72-c/461487tfbae4cy87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
