<?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-9127592</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:41:45.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bitter bar</title><subtitle type='html'>damn..
all the bitterness
in this
little boy..
is here..
</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-114390148361642917</id><published>2006-04-01T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T06:24:43.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole lot more</title><content type='html'>im living in a room with no light&lt;br /&gt;staring in to space&lt;br /&gt;darkness just the greatest sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im standing on the middle floor&lt;br /&gt;hoping for some more&lt;br /&gt;I think i have to change this , i need to change this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break free from all anxiety&lt;br /&gt;open up your core&lt;br /&gt;destroy all boundaries&lt;br /&gt;find peace and a whole  lot more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im inside a body without a soul&lt;br /&gt;i have to take control&lt;br /&gt;get the graces that will fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting all the roses of life&lt;br /&gt;red as it may seems&lt;br /&gt;i have to make this, anticipate this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-114390148361642917?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114390148361642917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=114390148361642917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/114390148361642917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/114390148361642917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/04/whole-lot-more.html' title='a whole lot more'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-114095700740275581</id><published>2006-02-26T04:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T04:30:07.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; color: red;"&gt;IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how a 20 dollar bill&lt;br /&gt;  seems like such a large&lt;br /&gt;  amount when&lt;br /&gt;  you donate it to church, but&lt;br /&gt;  such a small amount&lt;br /&gt;  when you go shopping?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1025" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="155" width="300" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how 2 hours seem so long when&lt;br /&gt;  you're at church, and how&lt;br /&gt;  short they seem when you're&lt;br /&gt;  watching a good movie?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1026" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.3&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="128" width="128" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange that you can't&lt;br /&gt;  find ! a word to say when&lt;br /&gt;  you're praying,&lt;br /&gt;  but you have no trouble&lt;br /&gt;  thinking what to talk about&lt;br /&gt;  with a friend?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1027" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.4&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="209" width="150" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how difficult&lt;br /&gt;  and boring it is to read&lt;br /&gt;  one chapter&lt;br /&gt;  of the Bible, but how easy&lt;br /&gt;  it is to read 100 pages of&lt;br /&gt;  a popular novel or ZANE GREY book?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1028" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.5&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="256" width="354" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how everyone&lt;br /&gt;  wants front-row-tickets&lt;br /&gt;  to concerts or&lt;br /&gt;  games, but they do whatever&lt;br /&gt;  is possible to sit at the last&lt;br /&gt;  row in Church?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1029" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.6&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="220" width="275" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how we need to&lt;br /&gt;  know about an event for&lt;br /&gt;  Church 2-3&lt;br /&gt;  weeks before the day so we can&lt;br /&gt;  include it in our agenda, but we can&lt;br /&gt;  adjust it for other events in&lt;br /&gt;  the last minute?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1030" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.7&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="124" width="124" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how difficult it&lt;br /&gt;  is to learn a fact about God to share it&lt;br /&gt;  with others, but how easy&lt;br /&gt;  it is to learn, understand,&lt;br /&gt;  extend and repeat gossip?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1031" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.8&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="130" width="90" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how we&lt;br /&gt;  believe everything&lt;br /&gt;  that magazines and newspapers&lt;br /&gt;  say, but we question the words in the&lt;br /&gt;  Bible?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1032" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.9&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="315" width="410" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how everyone&lt;br /&gt;  wants a place in&lt;br /&gt;  heaven, but they don't want&lt;br /&gt;  to believe, do, or say anything&lt;br /&gt;  to get there?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1033" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.10&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="67" width="101" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Isn't it strange how we send&lt;br /&gt;  jokes in e-mails&lt;br /&gt;  and they are forwarded&lt;br /&gt;  right away,&lt;br /&gt;  but when we are going to send&lt;br /&gt;  messages about God, we think&lt;br /&gt;  about it twice before we share&lt;br /&gt;  it with others?&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="_x0000_i1034" src="http://aa.f420.mail.yahoo.com/ym/aa/ShowLetter?box=Inbox&amp;MsgId=8733_5547277_3190468_2819_206495_0_9837_302284_1442085295&amp;amp;bodyPart=2.2.2.2.2.2.2.2.11&amp;YY=69104&amp;amp;order=down&amp;sort=date&amp;amp;pos=0&amp;view=a&amp;amp;head=b&amp;Idx=2" height="302" width="252" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  IT'S STRANGE ISN'T IT?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Now that you've read this message,&lt;br /&gt;  forward it to anybody that you&lt;br /&gt;  consider a friend, family member or foe(enemy).&lt;br /&gt;  If you don't do it not only&lt;br /&gt;  you will deprive&lt;br /&gt;  yourself from being blessed,&lt;br /&gt;  but you will also do that&lt;br /&gt;  to others who may need&lt;br /&gt;  God in their life.&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/9127592-114095700740275581?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/114095700740275581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=114095700740275581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/114095700740275581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/114095700740275581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113983661463590601</id><published>2006-02-13T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T05:17:15.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>johari window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=shooli"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?view=shooli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113983661463590601?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113983661463590601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113983661463590601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113983661463590601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113983661463590601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/johari-window.html' title='johari window'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113940944564698074</id><published>2006-02-08T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T06:37:25.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a childhood memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All along, I thought it would be a beautiful day. A bowl of spaghetti, a bucket of fried chicken and sticks of barbecue were laid down in our dinner table.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A big and very colorful cake was right in the middle of the table, on it, were toy figures of my favorite cartoon characters, poised in a dancing manner. I was so excited, it was one of the grandest birthdays I ever had, no birthday in my life compared it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;          &lt;/span&gt;Until ‘it” happened.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;I was inviting the whole neighborhood, ringing the doorbell of every house, shouting around. I didn’t really care if I knew the person I was inviting, as long as he or she was from the neighborhood, he or she was a friend on that day. After passing thru all the houses inside my small compound, I saved the best for last, my best friend’s home.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I ringed their doorbell, sat on their sidewalk and waited for him to come out. At a certain second, I felt a moment of restlessness and fatigue, I barely even remember how it happened. My eyes were focused on this metallic water pipe, and after a split second blood were rushing down, from my forehead down to my face then to my birthday shirt. I was in distress, I went haywire, I shouted, cried, yet, I never felt the pain. After a few minutes, I was rushed to the hospital, still crying, I was brought to the operating room, there, I got four stitches on my forehead, the horror, I never expected that it would happen to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;          From a birthday to remember, It became a birthday of disaster. Nobody ate the food served for they all loss their appetite from my bloody incident. The fun that the day stored was never used and was never seen again. It was my last big birthday bash, and my first bash on my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113940944564698074?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113940944564698074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113940944564698074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113940944564698074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113940944564698074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/02/childhood-memory.html' title='a childhood memory'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113673701992098259</id><published>2006-01-08T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T08:16:59.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan</title><content type='html'>Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgic fumes sway around the air&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted to feel this despair&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Nice times are forever treasured&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time to lose the pressure&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Needed nothing from whatever&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Nothing will last unless I falter&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless it will just pass by&lt;br /&gt;Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Nerves will burst, hearts wil cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113673701992098259?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113673701992098259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113673701992098259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113673701992098259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113673701992098259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/nadaanan-ko-nanaman-ang-iyong-larawan.html' title='Nadaanan ko nanaman ang iyong larawan'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113663926993644179</id><published>2006-01-07T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T05:07:52.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosas</title><content type='html'>huwag kang kakapit&lt;br /&gt;kung ayaw mong mangilipit&lt;br /&gt;huwag kang lalapit&lt;br /&gt;kung ayaw mong mapilit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwag mong hahawakan&lt;br /&gt;kung ayaw mong masaktan&lt;br /&gt;huwang mong lalanghapin&lt;br /&gt;kung ayaw mong maging alipin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga tukso mo&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ako magpapalito&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ako maglalabas ng dugo&lt;br /&gt;para lang mahawakan ka&lt;br /&gt;Lason ang iyong halimuyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huwag mong bibilhin&lt;br /&gt;dahil ikaw ay susumapin&lt;br /&gt;huwag mong bubunutin&lt;br /&gt;ikaw din ang babarilin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga panunuya mo&lt;br /&gt;hindi na ako magpapalito&lt;br /&gt;naubos na ang aking dugo&lt;br /&gt;sa kakahawak lamang sa iyo&lt;br /&gt;Mapaglinlang na rosas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113663926993644179?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113663926993644179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113663926993644179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113663926993644179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113663926993644179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/rosas.html' title='Rosas'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113661356588495028</id><published>2006-01-06T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:59:25.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol</title><content type='html'>nanood ako ng sine&lt;br /&gt;namangha sa mga pangyayari&lt;br /&gt;pinatay daw nila si idol&lt;br /&gt;lahat ng tao'y nagmaktol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bawat patak ng segundo&lt;br /&gt;hinihintay ang palabas&lt;br /&gt;ng aking minamahal na idol&lt;br /&gt;dahil siya'y walang kupas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniaasam na mga pangarap&lt;br /&gt;wala na bang ibang masagap&lt;br /&gt;anung klaseng buhay ba ito&lt;br /&gt;ayaw ko na magpakabigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakita ko na naman si idol&lt;br /&gt;sa loob ng megamall&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sana maabot&lt;br /&gt;ang kaniyang mga kamay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumingin sakin si idol&lt;br /&gt;ako'y natulala na lamang&lt;br /&gt;ngunit nang siya dumaan&lt;br /&gt;walang sulyap na naramdaman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hinahanap na pangarap&lt;br /&gt;wala namang nasasagap&lt;br /&gt;maghahanap nalang ng bago&lt;br /&gt;ng masmagandang paraiso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;binigo ako ni idol&lt;br /&gt;tinapon ako ni idol&lt;br /&gt;patalo pala si idol&lt;br /&gt;wala lang pala si idol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113661356588495028?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113661356588495028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113661356588495028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113661356588495028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113661356588495028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/idol.html' title='Idol'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113630239049163250</id><published>2006-01-03T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T07:33:10.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeepney Express</title><content type='html'>Barya lang po sa umaga&lt;br /&gt;dahil  ang pangsukli ko ay kulang pa&lt;br /&gt;dahil wala pa akong kinikita&lt;br /&gt;barya lang sana tuwing umaga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumaan sa kanto ng ermita&lt;br /&gt;bumaba sa kabliang eskenita&lt;br /&gt;sumakay sa tapat ng divisoria&lt;br /&gt;dinala sa dulo ng kung saan na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakbay na pareng joey&lt;br /&gt;ingat lang sa mga dumi&lt;br /&gt;Libre na ang sexy&lt;br /&gt;lalu na pag hating-gabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD KNOW HUDAS NOT PAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113630239049163250?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113630239049163250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113630239049163250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113630239049163250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113630239049163250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2006/01/jeepney-express.html' title='Jeepney Express'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113603769522034807</id><published>2005-12-31T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T06:01:35.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2005</title><content type='html'>You had me at hello&lt;br /&gt;I thought you were new&lt;br /&gt;And you did have it all&lt;br /&gt;but you can't come through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days turned to weeks&lt;br /&gt;And weeks to months&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for something neat&lt;br /&gt;But you we're never nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;Oh lovely 2005&lt;br /&gt;We had our days and times&lt;br /&gt;Im glad you're leaving tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusion got me started&lt;br /&gt;And made me see the light&lt;br /&gt;But rain just started pouring&lt;br /&gt;I hate this kind of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna step on you know&lt;br /&gt;oh great 2005&lt;br /&gt;I now hate what you love&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the all these scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it was just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it was something good&lt;br /&gt;But Yesterday got bitter&lt;br /&gt;ang the good turned to never&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the ride&lt;br /&gt;goodbye to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113603769522034807?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113603769522034807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113603769522034807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113603769522034807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113603769522034807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/12/2005.html' title='2005'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113551139252655608</id><published>2005-12-25T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T03:50:46.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mata ng hangin</title><content type='html'>halika,&lt;br /&gt;tignan muli ang langit&lt;br /&gt;hindi ba ang liwanag&lt;br /&gt;ng mga ningning&lt;br /&gt;ng mga&lt;br /&gt;makukulay&lt;br /&gt;na mga bituin&lt;br /&gt;at ibig kang&lt;br /&gt;hilain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papunta sa wala&lt;br /&gt;dahil sa atin&lt;br /&gt;mayroong wala&lt;br /&gt;at tayo'y&lt;br /&gt;tititig nalang&lt;br /&gt;sa mata&lt;br /&gt;ng hangin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tara na&lt;br /&gt;sumakay sa dulas&lt;br /&gt;ng bahaghari&lt;br /&gt;at hayaan&lt;br /&gt;madala&lt;br /&gt;kung saan man&lt;br /&gt;ito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papunta wag sana&lt;br /&gt;dalhin sa wala&lt;br /&gt;kahit na ba&lt;br /&gt;tayo'y&lt;br /&gt;tititig nalang&lt;br /&gt;sa mata&lt;br /&gt;ng hangin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala, wala, wala&lt;br /&gt;madadala tayo ng wala&lt;br /&gt;Wala, wala, wala&lt;br /&gt;hindi ka ba nasasawa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113551139252655608?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113551139252655608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113551139252655608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113551139252655608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113551139252655608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/12/mata-ng-hangin.html' title='mata ng hangin'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113431884320320827</id><published>2005-12-11T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T08:34:03.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunes nanaman</title><content type='html'>Gigising sa umaga&lt;br /&gt;ang ganda na sana&lt;br /&gt;ngunit mali ang bagsak sa kama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didiretso sa banyo&lt;br /&gt;Masakit parin ang ulo&lt;br /&gt;Sa susunod naman sana, magflush kayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang araw na hindi inaasam&lt;br /&gt;ngunit ngayon lang din kita masusulyapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt;ito na nga ang kalokohan&lt;br /&gt;Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt;ayoko nang lumaban&lt;br /&gt;Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt;Puwede bang martes nalang&lt;br /&gt;Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt;at ika'y narinyan na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dadating sa eskwela&lt;br /&gt;Baon ko'y naiwan pala&lt;br /&gt;Buti nalang busog na ako sa iyong mga mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito ang araw na hindi inaasam&lt;br /&gt; ngunit ngayon lang din kita masusulyapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt; ito na nga ang kinaiinisan&lt;br /&gt; Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt; ngunit ikaw naman ay nandyan&lt;br /&gt; Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt;Sakit sa ulo ang uwian&lt;br /&gt; Lunes nanaman&lt;br /&gt;ngunit ito parin ay kumpleto..&lt;br /&gt;dahi nandyan ka&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113431884320320827?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113431884320320827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113431884320320827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113431884320320827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113431884320320827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/12/lunes-nanaman.html' title='lunes nanaman'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113336393273640022</id><published>2005-11-30T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T07:19:45.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala</title><content type='html'>mabigat ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;ang ulo at balikat&lt;br /&gt;ayaw tumulo&lt;br /&gt;ng aking mga luha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sira na ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;pati ang mga ulap&lt;br /&gt;tila nanghihina&lt;br /&gt;at nawawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ngayon ay parating na&lt;br /&gt;ang bagyong di inaasam&lt;br /&gt;na hindi ginugusto&lt;br /&gt;ngunit ngayon ay nandito&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113336393273640022?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113336393273640022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113336393273640022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113336393273640022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113336393273640022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/11/wala.html' title='Wala'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113250028983896524</id><published>2005-11-20T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T07:24:49.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Closure</title><content type='html'>Dearly Beloved&lt;br /&gt;The autumn trees are wasted&lt;br /&gt;Winter is coming around&lt;br /&gt;in an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing the hopeless&lt;br /&gt;I wanted too but couldn't&lt;br /&gt;Tried to come around&lt;br /&gt;But I'm down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to make out of&lt;br /&gt;something out of nothing&lt;br /&gt;Its time to deal this through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise&lt;br /&gt;Its not a slap in the face&lt;br /&gt;Or a weight in the air&lt;br /&gt;as long as you just care&lt;br /&gt;I'm going&lt;br /&gt;Just some meters away&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to play&lt;br /&gt;anymore&lt;br /&gt;Let's just end this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perpetual Nights&lt;br /&gt;Nocturnal lives are tainted&lt;br /&gt;The rain is about to pour&lt;br /&gt;like a flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to make out of&lt;br /&gt; Words and real illusions&lt;br /&gt; Its right to detach to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113250028983896524?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113250028983896524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113250028983896524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113250028983896524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113250028983896524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/11/closure.html' title='Closure'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113164774069704042</id><published>2005-11-10T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T10:35:40.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Minsan ka lang makakakita&lt;br /&gt;ng isang paru-parong,&lt;br /&gt;nawawala sa madilim na eskenita&lt;br /&gt;Kaya habang nandyan pa&lt;br /&gt;wag kalimutang kunin ang tadhana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag matakot sa dambana&lt;br /&gt;Ng mga bituing&lt;br /&gt;Na kala mo kung sinung siga&lt;br /&gt;Wag nag patuluin ang luha&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ako mawawala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na at maglakbay&lt;br /&gt;Hawak na sa aking kamay&lt;br /&gt;wag kang matatakot&lt;br /&gt;di kita malilimot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayaan mo na lang ang Buwan&lt;br /&gt;Na mangsilaw&lt;br /&gt;liliwanag din ang ating mga mata&lt;br /&gt;At pabayaan na ang bituin&lt;br /&gt;tayo din naman ay kikinang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara na at maglakbay&lt;br /&gt; Hawak na sa aking kamay&lt;br /&gt; wag kang matatakot&lt;br /&gt; di kita malilimot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113164774069704042?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113164774069704042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113164774069704042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113164774069704042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113164774069704042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/11/minsan-ka-lang-makakakita-ng-isang.html' title=''/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113145849732847656</id><published>2005-11-08T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T06:01:37.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More</title><content type='html'>well my dear, we're stepping on fresh manure&lt;br /&gt;but this time, let me make this clear,&lt;br /&gt;I wont continue walking with this shit under my foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fresh, its new, its now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time to look for a different view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now my dear, I will say this to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eat this shit!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not make the same mistake again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will not suffer the consiquences&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never deserved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113145849732847656?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113145849732847656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113145849732847656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113145849732847656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113145849732847656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-more.html' title='No More'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113121243772627044</id><published>2005-11-05T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T09:40:37.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ayus lang</title><content type='html'>Panahon nanaman&lt;br /&gt;para sa mga nakakalitong&lt;br /&gt;nadadama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Araw-araw nalang&lt;br /&gt;ang malakas na  pag tunog ng&lt;br /&gt;kampana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayus lang naman&lt;br /&gt;ang ganitong pamumuhay&lt;br /&gt;Walang angalan&lt;br /&gt;walang paki kung may sablay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumalamig nga naman&lt;br /&gt;ang mga himig ng iyong&lt;br /&gt;tinig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nangingig ang balat&lt;br /&gt;Di na alam kung ano ang&lt;br /&gt;Tiyak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayus lang naman&lt;br /&gt;ang ganitong paglakbay&lt;br /&gt;Walang iwanan&lt;br /&gt;basta't ikaw ang aking kasabay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iwan mo na&lt;br /&gt;ang tinatangkilik na mundo&lt;br /&gt;dahil tayo ay lilipad&lt;br /&gt;kung saan man patungo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113121243772627044?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113121243772627044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113121243772627044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113121243772627044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113121243772627044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/11/ayus-lang.html' title='Ayus lang'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113085429258307726</id><published>2005-11-01T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:11:32.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Todo LSS nanaman..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="style3"&gt;Buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by itchyworms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang huwebes na ang dumaan&lt;br /&gt;Di pa rin nasasakyan&lt;br /&gt;Na wala ka na&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iniwanan na ng panahon&lt;br /&gt;Di pa rin makaahon&lt;br /&gt;Swimming sa luha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginagawa kahit ano&lt;br /&gt;Matapos lang gabing ito&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ang bagal ng relo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naninikip ang tiyan&lt;br /&gt;Nakatingin sa buwan&lt;br /&gt;Malayo pa wala ng magawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawak ang 'yong kamay&lt;br /&gt;Wala kong kaakbay&lt;br /&gt;Nasa'n ka na kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang kahapon lang&lt;br /&gt;Tayo ay magkayakap&lt;br /&gt;Sa ilalim ng buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang beses kung aking tingnan&lt;br /&gt;Maganda mong larawan&lt;br /&gt;Bago humiga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umaasa sa panaginip&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na isang idlip&lt;br /&gt;Na makita ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa rin mapakali&lt;br /&gt;Di maamoy ang 'yong pisngi&lt;br /&gt;Kahit na konting sandali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naninikip ang tiyan&lt;br /&gt;Nakatingin sa buwan&lt;br /&gt;Malayo pa wala ng magawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawak ang 'yong kamay&lt;br /&gt;Wala kong kaakbay&lt;br /&gt;Nasa'n ka na kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang kahapon lang&lt;br /&gt;Tayo ay magkayakap&lt;br /&gt;Sa ilalim ng buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag nagiisa&lt;br /&gt;Iniisip kita&lt;br /&gt;Babalik ka ba&lt;br /&gt;Nasa'n ka kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huwag maluluha&lt;br /&gt;Huwag magalala&lt;br /&gt;Dito lang ako&lt;br /&gt;Hihintay sa'yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ilalim ng buwan&lt;br /&gt;Ilalim ng buwan, aahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naninikip ang tiyan&lt;br /&gt;Nakatingin sa buwan&lt;br /&gt;Malayo pa wala ng magawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawak ang 'yong kamay&lt;br /&gt;Wala kong kaakbay&lt;br /&gt;Nasa'n ka na kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parang kahapon lang&lt;br /&gt;Tayo ay magkayakap&lt;br /&gt;Sa ilalim ng buwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113085429258307726?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113085429258307726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113085429258307726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113085429258307726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113085429258307726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/11/todo-lss-nanaman.html' title='Todo LSS nanaman..'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113061081181523060</id><published>2005-10-29T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T11:33:31.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alas dos ymedia</title><content type='html'>Paminsan talaga nagiisip ako.. anu ba magandang isulat sa araw na ito..&lt;br /&gt;Kung anu-aon ang lumalabas.. tungkol sa pag-ibig, sa bisyo, sa pagiging bigo&lt;br /&gt;paminsan, tungko sa kanto na aking nadaanan. Madaming pumuputok ang biglang&lt;br /&gt;pumapasok sa munting utak na ito.. pero may nakaklimutan ako parati...&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagsusulat.. ay hindi gawaing isip lamang.. ito ay ginagawa ng buong &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PUSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, ang bawat salita, ang bawat letra.. dapat ay nagagaling ito at nakaugat sa parte ng&lt;br /&gt;ating katawan na pinakamahirap labanan.. ang puso.. Kaya paminsan, parang wala akong maisulat.. Siguro dahil ay walang laman ang aking puso, o kaya nama'y masyado akong nagiisip..&lt;br /&gt;Kaya na din siguro ako nauubusan ng mga salita.. dahil hindi na ako nakakaunawa ng maayos sa aking damdamin.. nawawala na ang libog paminsan dahil parang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wala namang pinatutunguhan&lt;br /&gt;ang mga pinaggagagawa ko eh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Kung nahalata nyu, hindi isang tula ang sinusulat ko ngayon, ngunit isang... masasabi nating isang "essay".. bakit? nakakapaniobago ba? pasensya, naganahan lang siguro ang aking mga kamay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahat ng mga tula na naisulat ko.. ay galing sa akin.. ngunit hindi lahat ay galing sa puso..&lt;br /&gt;Mga iba dyan, natripan lang, tipong, katuwaan.. ang mga iba naman ay ang mga masyadong emosyonal na bagay na tipong masyadong pinapalaki ang mga maliliit na bagay.. Ngunit kulang parin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nauunawaan nyu ang mga nakasaulat dito ay salamat ng lubusan dahil kahit papaano ay&lt;br /&gt;may nakakaunawa sa aking mga gawa.. kung hindi naman, pagbigyan nyu nalang ako at susubukan ko pang galingan upang maunawaan at matuwa kayo sa aking mga likha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puso.. sa totoo lang.. iniiwasan ko ang romansa ng mga tao.. ngunit ngayon ay hindi ko ata ito magawa..  Natamaan ata ako ng pana ni kupido.. Ako'y nabibighani sa kagandahan niya..&lt;br /&gt;At dapat ay magbigay siya ng inspirasyon saakin.. ngunit hindi.. muhkang masnahihirapan pa nga ako magsulat pag siya ang nasa isip ko.. Bakit? Hindi ko alam.. ngunit dahil sa kahirapan na ito lalaban ako, at gagawa ako.. Balang araw.. mababasa niya ang likha ko para sakanya at sa awa ng diyos, sana ay maunawaan niya ito.. Ayaw ko nang madapa muli..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrama ba? pagpasensyahan na.. Galing kasi sa Puso ang lahat ng naisulat ko dito.. kahit malabo.. dahil ang puso, malabo ang mga pinaggagagawa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salamat..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113061081181523060?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113061081181523060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113061081181523060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113061081181523060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113061081181523060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/alas-dos-ymedia.html' title='alas dos ymedia'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113052030365308729</id><published>2005-10-28T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T10:25:03.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Temptations</title><content type='html'>Hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;trying to control&lt;br /&gt;this urge&lt;br /&gt;of  breathing down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart if thinking&lt;br /&gt;Let it run down&lt;br /&gt;Dissolve&lt;br /&gt;against the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every minute spent under siege&lt;br /&gt;Is a minute of success till it be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im fighting once again&lt;br /&gt;against this unlikely friend&lt;br /&gt;temptation bites again&lt;br /&gt;inside my vains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood is running&lt;br /&gt;flowing out my vains&lt;br /&gt;resolve&lt;br /&gt;Im heaven bound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each moment of uncontent&lt;br /&gt;Is a moment of victory well spent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im figthing once again&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to defend&lt;br /&gt;tepmtations till the end&lt;br /&gt;up to my grave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113052030365308729?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113052030365308729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113052030365308729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113052030365308729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113052030365308729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/fighting-temptations.html' title='Fighting Temptations'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113033309533824952</id><published>2005-10-26T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T06:24:55.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMBREAAAAAAAAAKKKK!!!!!!!!!!! wala lang</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;dear kim kamustang bakasyon mo&lt;br /&gt;ako heto pa rin nababato&lt;br /&gt;bad trip talagan t'tong Meralco&lt;br /&gt;makit brownout pa rin dito&lt;br /&gt;walang silbi sa bahay&lt;br /&gt;kundi bumabad sa telepono&lt;br /&gt;o kaya'y kasama ng barkada&lt;br /&gt;nakatambay sa may kanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita pag umuulan SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita pag giniginaw SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita ilang bukas pa ba&lt;br /&gt;bago tayo ay magkita&lt;br /&gt;ako'y naiinip na bawa't oras binibilang&lt;br /&gt;sabik na masilayan ka-ha-hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sira pa rin ang bisikleta&lt;br /&gt;may gas wala namang kotse&lt;br /&gt;naghihintay ng ulan&lt;br /&gt;basketball sa banyo&lt;br /&gt;sana ay may pasok na para at least&lt;br /&gt;mero'n ng baon&lt;br /&gt;cutting classes dating raket&lt;br /&gt;rock and roll buong taon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita pag umuulan SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita pag giniginaw SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita ilang bukas pa ba&lt;br /&gt;bago tayo ay magkita&lt;br /&gt;ako'y naiinip na bawa't oras binibilang&lt;br /&gt;sabik na masilayan ka-ha-hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walang kayakap kundi gitara&lt;br /&gt;nangangati sa kaiisip sa 'yo&lt;br /&gt;hanggang sa mabutas 'tong maong ko&lt;br /&gt;tsaka bibili uli ng bago&lt;br /&gt;hanggang dito na lang ang liham ko&lt;br /&gt;salamat sa atensyon mo&lt;br /&gt;tsaka na lang pala ang utang ko&lt;br /&gt;pag nakagkita na lang uli tayo oh wohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita pag umuulan SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita pag giniginaw SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita ilang bukas pa ba&lt;br /&gt;bago tayo ay magkita&lt;br /&gt;ako'y naiinip na bawa't oras binibilang&lt;br /&gt;sabik na masilayan ka-ha-hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita SEMBREAK&lt;br /&gt;naalala kita  SEMBREAK&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113033309533824952?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113033309533824952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113033309533824952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113033309533824952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113033309533824952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/sembreaaaaaaaaakkkk-wala-lang.html' title='SEMBREAAAAAAAAAKKKK!!!!!!!!!!! wala lang'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113026187228852978</id><published>2005-10-25T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T10:37:52.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross</title><content type='html'>Cross your heart&lt;br /&gt;make this promise worth its words&lt;br /&gt;and make it last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel this heart&lt;br /&gt;from these broken shards of glass&lt;br /&gt;it comes so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;serach the soul inside&lt;br /&gt;from there say your goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime&lt;br /&gt;Heat is Burning out our skin&lt;br /&gt;under the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is Crime&lt;br /&gt;Trust this suspect while she's free&lt;br /&gt;Im getting free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113026187228852978?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113026187228852978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113026187228852978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113026187228852978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113026187228852978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/cross.html' title='Cross'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-113008072284028514</id><published>2005-10-23T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T08:18:42.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panic! at the disco - The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage</title><content type='html'>Sit tight, I'm going to need you to keep time, come on just snap snap snap your fingers for me. &lt;br /&gt;Good good, now we're making some progress come on just tap tap tap your toes to the beat. &lt;br /&gt;And I believe, that this may call for a proper introduction. &lt;br /&gt;And well, don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this just the prologue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention &lt;br /&gt;I aim to be your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Trophy boys, trophy wives. x2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applause! Applause! No, wait wait... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear studio audience, &lt;br /&gt;I have an announcement to make. &lt;br /&gt;It seems the artists these days are not who you think. &lt;br /&gt;So we'll pick back up on that on another page. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I believe, this may call for a proper introduction. &lt;br /&gt;And well, dont you see? I'm the narrator and this is just the prologue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention &lt;br /&gt;I aim to be your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Trophy boys, trophy wives. x2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention &lt;br /&gt;I aim to be your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Trophy boys, trophy wives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear to shake it up if you swear to listen. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention &lt;br /&gt;I aim to be... your eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-113008072284028514?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/113008072284028514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=113008072284028514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113008072284028514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/113008072284028514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/panic-at-disco-only-difference-between.html' title='Panic! at the disco - The Only Difference Between Martyrdom And Suicide Is Press Coverage'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112997271564431619</id><published>2005-10-22T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T02:18:35.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>parang totoo to</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#E6E6FA;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: August 11&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 11th day of the month makes you something of a dreamer and an idealist.&lt;br /&gt;You work well with people because you know how to use persuasion rather than force.&lt;br /&gt;There is a strong spiritual side to your nature, and you may have intuitive qualities inherent in your make up, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very aware and sensitive, though often temperamental.&lt;br /&gt;Although you have a good mind and you are very analytical, you may not be comfortable in the business world.&lt;br /&gt;You are definitely creative and this influence tends to make you more of a dreamer than a doer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112997271564431619?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112997271564431619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112997271564431619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112997271564431619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112997271564431619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/parang-totoo-to.html' title='parang totoo to'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112938072630954712</id><published>2005-10-15T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T05:52:06.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>marijuana</title><content type='html'>wala akong masulat&lt;br /&gt;walang pumapasok sa aking utak&lt;br /&gt;walang gasolina ang aking isip&lt;br /&gt;walang pumuputok na panaginip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahimik ang aking kamalayan&lt;br /&gt;Mahinahon ang aking Kalagayan&lt;br /&gt;Kalmado ang aking puso&lt;br /&gt;Dahan-dahan ang pagagos ng aking dugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinignan muli ang aking kuwaderno&lt;br /&gt;at pinagmasdan muli ang mundo&lt;br /&gt;At napasabi nalang sa aking sarili&lt;br /&gt;"Bukas nalang ako magsisindi"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112938072630954712?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112938072630954712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112938072630954712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112938072630954712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112938072630954712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/marijuana.html' title='marijuana'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112921487115862641</id><published>2005-10-13T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T07:48:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Panic</title><content type='html'>I wake up under this shadow&lt;br /&gt;Blocking my sunlight&lt;br /&gt;Pulling me Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just better&lt;br /&gt;writting a letter&lt;br /&gt;wasting a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im burning out my lungs&lt;br /&gt;From the 100th cigarette&lt;br /&gt;The Roses now turn black&lt;br /&gt;Losing sight tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infatuation Floods in me&lt;br /&gt;Making a Crime&lt;br /&gt;Of slepless nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its just a little lighter&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be brighter&lt;br /&gt;Must waste no time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112921487115862641?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112921487115862641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112921487115862641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112921487115862641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112921487115862641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-panic.html' title='In Panic'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112896282823135188</id><published>2005-10-10T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:47:08.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senti MOdes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A House Is Not A Home"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doo doo doo doo doo&lt;br /&gt;Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo&lt;br /&gt;Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo&lt;br /&gt;Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chair is still a chair, even when there's no one sittin' there&lt;br /&gt;But a chair is not a house and a house is not a home&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one there to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;And no one there you can kiss goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...&lt;br /&gt;Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A room is a still a room, even when there's nothin' there but gloom&lt;br /&gt;But a room is not a house and a house is not a home&lt;br /&gt;When the two of us are far apart&lt;br /&gt;And one of us has a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then I call your name&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly your face appears&lt;br /&gt;But it's just a crazy game&lt;br /&gt;When it ends, it ends in tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty little darling, have a heart, don't let one mistake keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home&lt;br /&gt;When I climb the stairs and turn the key&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please be there, sayin' that you're still in love with me, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home&lt;br /&gt;When I climb the stairs and turn the key&lt;br /&gt;Oh, please be there, still in love&lt;br /&gt;I said still in love&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with you...yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be in love with me&lt;br /&gt;I want you and need to be, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with me&lt;br /&gt;Say you're gonna be in love with me&lt;br /&gt;It's drivin' me crazy to think that my baby&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be still in love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be, say you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be, say you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be, say you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well, well&lt;br /&gt;Still in love, so in love, still in love with me&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Say that you're gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with me, yeah...&lt;br /&gt;With me, oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...&lt;br /&gt;Still in love with me, yeah...yeah...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112896282823135188?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112896282823135188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112896282823135188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112896282823135188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112896282823135188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/senti-modes.html' title='Senti MOdes'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112878649209539378</id><published>2005-10-08T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T08:48:12.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anu ba title nito?</title><content type='html'>Naamoy ko na ang lahat ng halimuyak&lt;br /&gt;At lahat nang bundok ay aking natahak&lt;br /&gt;ngunit di parin nahahanap&lt;br /&gt;O hindi parin nangangarap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At nainum ko na ang tubig ng buhay&lt;br /&gt;nakain na ang bato ng malay&lt;br /&gt;ngunit di parin kuntento&lt;br /&gt;wala paring tatalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sino ang nagsabi na walang magpapasulit sa buhay na ito&lt;br /&gt;Ang anino mo pa lamang ay nagbibigay na ng sustento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga lumang awitin na nangingilig&lt;br /&gt;Mga Panahong nagbibigay lamig&lt;br /&gt;Asan na ba na init&lt;br /&gt;Ilaw ang iyong ngiti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112878649209539378?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112878649209539378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112878649209539378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112878649209539378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112878649209539378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/anu-ba-title-nito.html' title='Anu ba title nito?'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112876877998297902</id><published>2005-10-08T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T03:52:59.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Tae Conversations</title><content type='html'>Shools: jax&lt;br /&gt;Shools: tensionado ako&lt;br /&gt;Shools: wahh&lt;br /&gt;Shools: hehe&lt;br /&gt;Shools: LSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3:&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: natatae ka?&lt;br /&gt;Shools: adik na ako sa soapdish&lt;br /&gt;Shools: hehe&lt;br /&gt;Shools: oo natatae ako&lt;br /&gt;Shools: para sayo ang tae ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: sorry pero may nauna ng nagbigay ng tae sakin&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: nasa tae na nya ang puso ko&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3:&lt;br /&gt;Shools: kadiri&lt;br /&gt;Shools: pota&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: ako natatae ako..gusto mo sayo nalang? may mais pa to&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ayoko&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: masarap at malinamnam!&lt;br /&gt;Shools: gusto ko ung may adobo.. yakk&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: walang adobo eh..dinuguan lang&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3:&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ayy&lt;br /&gt;Shools: nagcrcrave ako sa adobo flaked-tae.. or tae flaked adobo&lt;br /&gt;Shools: labo&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: eh sisig coated tae?&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: a very spicy and nutty combinaiton&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: *combination&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3:&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;Shools: syet&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ang sarap ipost sa blog&lt;br /&gt;Shools: the TAE CONVERSATIONS&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: ayus lang wahahahaha palitan mo lang name ko sa : i_love_miggy_borja_my_sexy_pimp&lt;br /&gt;Shools: gago&lt;br /&gt;Shools: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ok na yan&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: sige pahabain pa natin to&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: alam mo mas masarap kumain ng tae lalo na kung may kasamang coke&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: cheryy coke!&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: *cherry&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: mmmmm yummy&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Shools: cherry tae coke&lt;br /&gt;Shools: alam mo ba?&lt;br /&gt;Shools: anu tawag kay Samuel Caleb Padla?&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: Sam "Tae" Padla?&lt;br /&gt;Shools: oo&lt;br /&gt;Shools: TAELICIOUS&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: Sam the taelicious padla&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: sarap nun&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: sarap sa kama&lt;br /&gt;Shools: eww&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: ay sa banyo pala&lt;br /&gt;Shools: sarap sa CR&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Shools: yan yan&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Shools: gawa tayo ng kanta tungkol sa tae&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ang title&lt;br /&gt;Shools: UBE&lt;br /&gt;Shools: hehe&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: wag ube&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: ano dapat&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: uhh&lt;br /&gt;Shools: SAM&lt;br /&gt;Shools: aahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: hindi&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: (pero pwede)&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: (kaso pangkulangot si sam eh)&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: dapat&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahaha&lt;br /&gt;Shools: hmm&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ROY!&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: ChocoUbe on a stick&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3:&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;Shools: omg&lt;br /&gt;Shools: astig un ah&lt;br /&gt;Shools: tama na pare&lt;br /&gt;Shools: medyo&lt;br /&gt;Shools: nandidiri na ako&lt;br /&gt;Shools: gutom pa naman ako&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: sarap kaya&lt;br /&gt;Shools: natatae ka?&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: eh di tumae ka&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: di eh&lt;br /&gt;Shools: craving for chocolates ako&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: mag prune juice ka na lang&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: o kaya laxative&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;Shools: pde pde&lt;br /&gt;Shools: Buko Pandan&lt;br /&gt;Shools:&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: Ang aking masustansiyang buko pandan&lt;br /&gt;Shools: ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;Shools: Vrownis&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: Choco psychedellic vrownis with mais&lt;br /&gt;j_rj2k3: oh yeah!Shools: ahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112876877998297902?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112876877998297902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112876877998297902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112876877998297902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112876877998297902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/10/tae-conversations.html' title='the Tae Conversations'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112809366203415666</id><published>2005-09-30T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T08:56:53.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Panahon</title><content type='html'>Unti-unting pumapatak&lt;br /&gt;Sumalsapak, pumaplatak&lt;br /&gt;ang mga munting tulo ng ulan&lt;br /&gt;Bumuhos, naglalapat&lt;br /&gt;binabasa ang ating balat&lt;br /&gt;sumilong na bago tayo manghina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahaan na sa pagluha&lt;br /&gt;Ang ulan din ay titila&lt;br /&gt;at dadating din naman&lt;br /&gt;ang sikat ng araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman makalabas&lt;br /&gt;Dumidilim tanghaling-tapat&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy lang ang buhos nang mga ulap&lt;br /&gt;Ang hangin ay lumalamig&lt;br /&gt;Katawan natin ay nanginginig&lt;br /&gt;Yumakap ka nalang saking mga braso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahaan na sa pagluha&lt;br /&gt;Ang ulan din ay titila&lt;br /&gt;at dadating din naman&lt;br /&gt;ang sikat ng araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos na rin ang pagbagyo&lt;br /&gt;tila parang bago ang mundo&lt;br /&gt;Sumikat na rin ang ating araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na ang pagluha&lt;br /&gt;Ang ulan ngayon ay tumila&lt;br /&gt;Dumating na rin sa wakas&lt;br /&gt;ang sikat ng araw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112809366203415666?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112809366203415666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112809366203415666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112809366203415666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112809366203415666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/09/panahon.html' title='Panahon'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112739958000022442</id><published>2005-09-22T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T07:33:14.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect 10</title><content type='html'>The statistics proves everything&lt;br /&gt;With the perfect smile,&lt;br /&gt;The perfect style&lt;br /&gt;You must be the one named the next big thing&lt;br /&gt;Cause your beauty rocks&lt;br /&gt;And we all suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still depends&lt;br /&gt;I still cant give you a perfect ten&lt;br /&gt;Cause it might just draw a line&lt;br /&gt;from real and make-pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say we should bow down to you&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure thats true?&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure its you?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I've got more damn work to do&lt;br /&gt;A little more research&lt;br /&gt;Are you gonna be first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still depends&lt;br /&gt; I still cant give you a perfect ten&lt;br /&gt; Cause it might just draw a line&lt;br /&gt; from real and make-pretend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect ten&lt;br /&gt;means  no fake and no pretend&lt;br /&gt;cause your eyes just makes a one&lt;br /&gt;and your smile just makes a damn&lt;br /&gt;Something to learn&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to hide but try to compromise&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to fight, let go of the peace inside&lt;br /&gt;Dont try to bite, dont be a bitch, dont cry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112739958000022442?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112739958000022442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112739958000022442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112739958000022442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112739958000022442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/09/perfect-10.html' title='A Perfect 10'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112584340129152139</id><published>2005-09-04T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T07:16:41.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laban</title><content type='html'>Araw-araw sa buhay ng isang dukhang&lt;br /&gt;Kumakapa, nawawala&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon siyang pinaglalaban&lt;br /&gt;dinadama, dinadala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na daw, patay na nga ba talaga&lt;br /&gt;ang katotohanan, ang iyong pagasa?&lt;br /&gt;Sumabay ka nalang daw sa daloy&lt;br /&gt;ngunit dapat mo ngang ipagpatuloy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang laban, ang hirap,&lt;br /&gt;Ang agos ng iyong dugo&lt;br /&gt;Habang tumitibok pa ang iyong puso&lt;br /&gt;Mayroon pang ilalaban, mananatiling buo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laki sa dilim, ganyan ka lang naman&lt;br /&gt;wag ka nga magbulagbulagan&lt;br /&gt;Maniwala't manlangin ka lang igan&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa tapos ang iyong laban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112584340129152139?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112584340129152139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112584340129152139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112584340129152139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112584340129152139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/09/laban.html' title='Laban'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112341975432710663</id><published>2005-08-07T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T06:02:34.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>paruparo</title><content type='html'>oo, tignan mo lang ako ng masama&lt;br /&gt;unti-unting sunugin ang aking sarili&lt;br /&gt;alam ko naman, isa akong dukha&lt;br /&gt;ako nalang ang iyong isisi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patay na ang mga bulaklak&lt;br /&gt;sabay hawak nalang sa patalim&lt;br /&gt;hindi ako sanay sa mga munting iyak&lt;br /&gt;na-adik na sa madilim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suko,&lt;br /&gt;suko na ba ito?&lt;br /&gt;hinding-hindi ako magpapatalo&lt;br /&gt;puso&lt;br /&gt;puso na bato&lt;br /&gt;mababa na ang lipad ng mga paruparo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigil at sabay takbo nalang ng palayo&lt;br /&gt;dahan-dahang pagurin ang mga mata&lt;br /&gt;tignan ang mga muhka nating malabo&lt;br /&gt;huwag ka nang titiwala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112341975432710663?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112341975432710663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112341975432710663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112341975432710663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112341975432710663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/08/paruparo.html' title='paruparo'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112290016095057648</id><published>2005-08-01T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T05:42:40.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Girl</title><content type='html'>it was a bright lighted city life&lt;br /&gt;with all the people passing by&lt;br /&gt;and you were alone in you comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;planning to shed your tears all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were just a girl&lt;br /&gt;just a someone of your own&lt;br /&gt;all you wanted was someone you&lt;br /&gt;could share the love that you earned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only wanted to be held tight,&lt;br /&gt;warm and right,&lt;br /&gt;release those fears inside of you&lt;br /&gt;All you wanted was someone&lt;br /&gt;perfect and true&lt;br /&gt;trying to be that somebody&lt;br /&gt;making myself new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were weak and light-hearted&lt;br /&gt;you had your swingin moods&lt;br /&gt;You were lying down on your floor&lt;br /&gt;you were giving up on life itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were just a girl&lt;br /&gt; just a someone of your own&lt;br /&gt; all you wanted was someone who you&lt;br /&gt; could turn to at your darkest dawn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112290016095057648?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112290016095057648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112290016095057648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112290016095057648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112290016095057648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/08/just-girl.html' title='Just a Girl'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112274816396461586</id><published>2005-07-30T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T11:30:38.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinking</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, I did it&lt;br /&gt;The worse is, I did It wrong&lt;br /&gt;all of these, time wasting&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry I'll finish strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisper to the moon&lt;br /&gt;Say it in its ears&lt;br /&gt;No one left behind&lt;br /&gt;I've counted all those years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I crossd down the river&lt;br /&gt;The water's too high&lt;br /&gt;I was shouting like crazy&lt;br /&gt;"Im sinking, Im sinking"&lt;br /&gt;But the time was to fast&lt;br /&gt;And thank God it didn't last&lt;br /&gt;when the day comes tommorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the issues, the warnings&lt;br /&gt;the intrugue, its uncontrolled&lt;br /&gt;lets leave it, ignore it&lt;br /&gt;I'll just settle, what is mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112274816396461586?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112274816396461586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112274816396461586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112274816396461586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112274816396461586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/sinking.html' title='Sinking'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112195253902424026</id><published>2005-07-21T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T06:28:59.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emacipating Serenade</title><content type='html'>You're so good with words&lt;br /&gt;You can fly with the birds&lt;br /&gt;And while you're singing, emacipating&lt;br /&gt;Peace is the only thing at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trapped in this silence&lt;br /&gt;looking for somehting new&lt;br /&gt;All Alone, now that I am quiet&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the sky to turn blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your always on the phone&lt;br /&gt;You can make that highest tone&lt;br /&gt;And while your sleeping, I am viewing&lt;br /&gt;An angel in her sweetest home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everything will be calm&lt;br /&gt;A moment that will freeze forever&lt;br /&gt;Relief from our suffering will come&lt;br /&gt;A moment like this, forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112195253902424026?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112195253902424026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112195253902424026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112195253902424026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112195253902424026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/emacipating-serenade.html' title='Emacipating Serenade'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112150010429184447</id><published>2005-07-16T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T00:48:24.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crash and Burn</title><content type='html'>Looking at you&lt;br /&gt;I've paid all my dues&lt;br /&gt;Made me believe&lt;br /&gt;Tempting praises and your red lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incinerate and freeze&lt;br /&gt;Crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinate and bleed&lt;br /&gt;Crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;I'll live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really liked it&lt;br /&gt;Trying to forget about it&lt;br /&gt;Making time and wasting&lt;br /&gt;All the thoughts Im complicating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I overheard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in my own darkness&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on a weakened harness&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by your brightness&lt;br /&gt;Cause I felt A Kiss so tasteless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Go Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting like a fool&lt;br /&gt;Birs are flying through and through&lt;br /&gt;I did Obey&lt;br /&gt;Now I protest for your old ways&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112150010429184447?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112150010429184447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112150010429184447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112150010429184447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112150010429184447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/crash-and-burn.html' title='Crash and Burn'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112108900887262366</id><published>2005-07-11T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T06:37:42.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mababaw</title><content type='html'>hayyyyya.. i learned something last sat... konting "pride" dude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nalulunod&lt;br /&gt;di na makahinga&lt;br /&gt;sige na nga&lt;br /&gt;pagbigyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naluluha&lt;br /&gt;di na makaya&lt;br /&gt;sige na nga&lt;br /&gt;hawakan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag kalimutan&lt;br /&gt;sa gitna ka lang ng langsangan&lt;br /&gt;walang dahilan&lt;br /&gt;para ika'y mawalan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magisip nga ng mabuti&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw din ang magsisisi&lt;br /&gt;Wala ngang dahilan&lt;br /&gt;para malunod sa kababawan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nangingiyak&lt;br /&gt;di na matiis&lt;br /&gt;sige na nga&lt;br /&gt;damayan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wag kalimutan&lt;br /&gt;hanggang tuhod lang ang dagat&lt;br /&gt;walang dahilan&lt;br /&gt;para ika'y magdrama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112108900887262366?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112108900887262366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112108900887262366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112108900887262366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112108900887262366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/mababaw.html' title='mababaw'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112100953653587255</id><published>2005-07-10T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T08:32:16.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untied</title><content type='html'>Out in the sea of faces&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for something new&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my untied laces&lt;br /&gt;I tripped in front of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You offered your hand&lt;br /&gt;And made me stand again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice day&lt;br /&gt;everything went on my way&lt;br /&gt;luck was on my side&lt;br /&gt;and stupidity was my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was left staring at face and&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i found something new&lt;br /&gt;Oh god tanks for your grace and&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my untied shoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You offered me your smile&lt;br /&gt;And its all eothr a mile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112100953653587255?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112100953653587255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112100953653587255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112100953653587255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112100953653587255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/untied.html' title='Untied'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112064735155349019</id><published>2005-07-06T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T03:56:21.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song # 2</title><content type='html'>We used to talk all night in this east side town&lt;br /&gt;I used to make a smile from your frown&lt;br /&gt;But now your gone cause they said we're overdue&lt;br /&gt;Why can't people just mind the things they have to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday&lt;br /&gt;This Picture&lt;br /&gt;Everynight&lt;br /&gt;I'll treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was locked up shut in my a prison cell&lt;br /&gt;Never spoke a word I never kiss and tell&lt;br /&gt;I hope you find me in some scene there&lt;br /&gt;If only i was strong enough, strong enough to bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the truth&lt;br /&gt;are burning&lt;br /&gt;all the lies&lt;br /&gt;Are lurking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I'll break free&lt;br /&gt;And you'll soon see me&lt;br /&gt;My plans will be fine&lt;br /&gt;As long as we save up time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112064735155349019?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112064735155349019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112064735155349019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112064735155349019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112064735155349019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-song-2.html' title='Love Song # 2'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112056141369746568</id><published>2005-07-05T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T04:03:33.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coward</title><content type='html'>We buried you years ago&lt;br /&gt;So stay in your grave&lt;br /&gt;I'll killed you Before&lt;br /&gt;And I'll Kill you again&lt;br /&gt;So dont go act so brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weakling&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eye&lt;br /&gt;I'll take away your sanity&lt;br /&gt;I'll throw you in the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cowardice of society&lt;br /&gt;Your just a pinch of sand&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you on&lt;br /&gt;And Break all you legs&lt;br /&gt;Now your going down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112056141369746568?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112056141369746568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112056141369746568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112056141369746568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112056141369746568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/07/coward.html' title='Coward'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-112012822394596776</id><published>2005-06-30T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T03:43:43.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bilang</title><content type='html'>Isa&lt;br /&gt;mga maaagang bunga&lt;br /&gt;at kung saan lahat ay saya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalawa&lt;br /&gt;Unti-unting nadadapa&lt;br /&gt;Di naman daw sinasadya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatlo&lt;br /&gt;Umaagos na ang dugo&lt;br /&gt;Nauubos na ang mga luha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At sa ika-apat ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-112012822394596776?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/112012822394596776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=112012822394596776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112012822394596776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/112012822394596776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/06/bilang.html' title='Bilang'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111996005058386407</id><published>2005-06-28T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T05:00:50.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Song #1</title><content type='html'>Look behind you&lt;br /&gt;im standing in the light of your shadow&lt;br /&gt;staring blank on your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between us&lt;br /&gt;Im seeing you in this broken window&lt;br /&gt;wasting this air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint my town red&lt;br /&gt;Cause i dont care&lt;br /&gt;reaching out to this outside bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for you all my life&lt;br /&gt;I know its cheap my dear&lt;br /&gt;By its time to say it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In field of flowers&lt;br /&gt;I find you with a basket of roses&lt;br /&gt;seems like an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paint my town red&lt;br /&gt; Cause i dont care&lt;br /&gt; reaching out to this outside bed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111996005058386407?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111996005058386407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111996005058386407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111996005058386407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111996005058386407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/06/love-song-1.html' title='Love Song #1'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111976110803523317</id><published>2005-06-25T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-25T21:45:08.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pagluma</title><content type='html'>Napakinig ako sa isang lumang tugtugin&lt;br /&gt;Kasing luma din nitong radyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakatagal na din bago ko ito napuna&lt;br /&gt;Nabubulok na pala ang aking damdamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahan-dahan ako'y naaagnas&lt;br /&gt;Kinakain ng mga palabas&lt;br /&gt;paulit-ulit na umiikot&lt;br /&gt;luma na ata talaga ang aking puso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naglalakad ako patungo sa mga baybayin&lt;br /&gt;manunuod nalang ng lubog ng araw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napakablis pala nag paglipas ng panahon&lt;br /&gt;Bulok na pala ang aking kalooban&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111976110803523317?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111976110803523317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111976110803523317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111976110803523317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111976110803523317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/06/pagluma.html' title='Pagluma'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111943961516412870</id><published>2005-06-22T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T04:26:55.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>flightless</title><content type='html'>I tried to make&lt;br /&gt;all lasting impressions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made to last&lt;br /&gt;all the albums of our past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you tried to get it all off your head&lt;br /&gt;Our diary now burned everything dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming in the shadow of your world&lt;br /&gt;take out both the wings of this bird&lt;br /&gt;Im now flightless uncapable to glide&lt;br /&gt;to the sky with light of the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried today&lt;br /&gt;longing for your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find dismay&lt;br /&gt;with all these truth and lies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111943961516412870?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111943961516412870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111943961516412870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111943961516412870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111943961516412870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/06/flightless.html' title='flightless'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111848756694246003</id><published>2005-06-11T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T03:59:26.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalalalala</title><content type='html'>You can ask me any five (or 10) questions no matter how personal, inappropriate, or random. Just send me a message. I promise to answer the questions 100% truthfullly. Repost this and see what people want to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm only keeping this 'till June 25, so comment, comment, comment!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111848756694246003?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111848756694246003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111848756694246003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111848756694246003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111848756694246003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/06/lalalalala.html' title='Lalalalala'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111712742680172033</id><published>2005-05-26T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T10:10:26.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick and stones</title><content type='html'>Im gonna tell you&lt;br /&gt;early on&lt;br /&gt;that i am made from&lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones&lt;br /&gt;if i fall now&lt;br /&gt;dont blame it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying hard&lt;br /&gt;to stand my own&lt;br /&gt;Cause im all made from&lt;br /&gt;Sticks and stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i fall now&lt;br /&gt;dont blame it down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause im weak&lt;br /&gt;and unsheltered&lt;br /&gt;Unprotected&lt;br /&gt;Unsupported&lt;br /&gt;And when I crumble down to pieces&lt;br /&gt;would you put me back with your wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna tell you&lt;br /&gt;before I fall&lt;br /&gt;that I have played with&lt;br /&gt;Stick and stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ill crawl now&lt;br /&gt;Im falling down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna show you&lt;br /&gt;before I call&lt;br /&gt;My memories about&lt;br /&gt;my stick and stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to fall now&lt;br /&gt;Ill catch you somehow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111712742680172033?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111712742680172033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111712742680172033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111712742680172033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111712742680172033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/05/stick-and-stones.html' title='Stick and stones'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111691913178587010</id><published>2005-05-24T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T00:18:51.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wala Lang</title><content type='html'>mga bagay bagay na kinukurot nag aking isipan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naalala ko ung ipinagawa saamin nung isang klase naman sa filipino.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ang mga PAANO KUNG.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung bawat galaw mo ay tumataas ang buwis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung legal magkaroon ng baril?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung mga bata ang namahala sa gobyerno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung ikukulong ang mga estudyante sa eskwelahan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung walang kulay ang mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung imortal ang mga tao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung masmatalino ang mga baboy sa tao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-paano kung labag sa batas ang magmahal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay... mga  bagay bagay talaga//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama naman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"labag sa kalooban ko ang iwan ka ngunit, labag  sa mundo ang mahalin ka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"kahit ba gumuho na ang mundo ko, basta nakahawak ka lang saaking mga kamay, ayus na ang lahat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulag ang mga tao, na kailangan mo pang sabihin na mahal mo sila para matauhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masakit magmahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi sapat ang isang araw para makasama ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tama na... hayy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111691913178587010?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111691913178587010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111691913178587010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111691913178587010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111691913178587010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/05/wala-lang.html' title='Wala Lang'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111555725151737874</id><published>2005-05-08T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T06:00:51.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kolehiyana</title><content type='html'>Oh kolehiyana&lt;br /&gt;nakikita kita mula sa inyong bintana&lt;br /&gt;ba't ba kasi off-limits ang inyong dorm&lt;br /&gt;gusto ko sanag makipagkilala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh kolehiyana&lt;br /&gt;Nadaan kita sa isang eskinita&lt;br /&gt;Ako rin ba'y nakita mo&lt;br /&gt;dahil nandoon din ako sa kanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;araw-araw kong pinapangarap&lt;br /&gt;na kahit sa isang saglit&lt;br /&gt;ika'y aking makausap&lt;br /&gt;gabi-gabi akong nanaginip&lt;br /&gt;para bang minumulto&lt;br /&gt;na magkahawak kamay tayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh kolehiyana&lt;br /&gt;Kung alam mo lang talaga&lt;br /&gt;na sa isang ngiti mo lang&lt;br /&gt;ako'y namamangmang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111555725151737874?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111555725151737874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111555725151737874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111555725151737874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111555725151737874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/05/kolehiyana.html' title='Kolehiyana'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111487742224844652</id><published>2005-04-30T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T09:13:40.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muntik Nang Maabot  Ang Langit</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Muntik nang maabot ang langit&lt;br /&gt;At makupkop ka sa king mga kamay&lt;br /&gt;Karapat dapat nga bang mapasa akin&lt;br /&gt;Ang pagibig na yong taglay&lt;br /&gt;Ilang ulit na rin na ako'y nagsumamo&lt;br /&gt;Upang ang 'yong puso ay aking makamit &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Muntik nang maabot ang langit&lt;br /&gt;Walang papantay sa king katapatan&lt;br /&gt;Higit pa talaga sa kanilang kayamanan&lt;br /&gt;Saang nga ba ako nagkamali&lt;br /&gt;At ako ay iyong pinahirapan &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;  Ilang ulit na rin na ako'y nagsumamo&lt;br /&gt;Upang ang 'yong puso ay aking makamit&lt;br /&gt;Muntik nang maabot ang langit&lt;br /&gt;Muntik nang maabot ang langit&lt;br /&gt;Ang langit sa yong puso, muntik nang mailapit&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit ikaw ngayo'y alaalang kay pait&lt;br /&gt;Muntik nang maabot ang langit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111487742224844652?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111487742224844652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111487742224844652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111487742224844652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111487742224844652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/muntik-nang-maabot-ang-langit.html' title='Muntik Nang Maabot  Ang Langit'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111470607258151315</id><published>2005-04-28T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T09:34:32.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rar.</title><content type='html'>this my fairy tale to make&lt;br /&gt;and i get to choose&lt;br /&gt;the princess that im going to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want distractions&lt;br /&gt;I dont want you&lt;br /&gt;preventing me from perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get away temptation&lt;br /&gt;Get away fallen angel&lt;br /&gt;keep your hands off me&lt;br /&gt;keep your lips to yourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im making my own road now&lt;br /&gt;and ill make it&lt;br /&gt;where the road shows the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im making my own show now&lt;br /&gt;where the good guys get&lt;br /&gt;the last and final laugh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111470607258151315?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111470607258151315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111470607258151315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111470607258151315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111470607258151315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/rar.html' title='rar.'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111469734509434950</id><published>2005-04-28T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T07:09:55.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOTANATU</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v486/rosisonfire/notanatua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUYS!! PUMUNTA KAYO!!! MASAYA YAN!! ASTEEG ANG MGA BANDS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SEXY PA ANG ORGANIZER ;)!! AAHAHHA PEACE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111469734509434950?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111469734509434950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111469734509434950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111469734509434950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111469734509434950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/notanatu.html' title='NOTANATU'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111436269827225611</id><published>2005-04-24T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T10:12:43.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pebbles</title><content type='html'>Hesitating throughout the night&lt;br /&gt;ASking myself if its alright&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to say&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to see your dismay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the beach&lt;br /&gt;the sand in my feet&lt;br /&gt;Im getting to deep&lt;br /&gt;Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like the beachwaves&lt;br /&gt;Dissolving the pebbles into sand&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna take some time&lt;br /&gt;But It will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding that Ides of March&lt;br /&gt;That exact perfect moment&lt;br /&gt;When everybody around us  freezes&lt;br /&gt;Except you and me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111436269827225611?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111436269827225611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111436269827225611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111436269827225611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111436269827225611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/pebbles.html' title='pebbles'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111419611636231775</id><published>2005-04-22T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T11:55:16.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kalendaryo</title><content type='html'>ilang bukas pa ba ang bibilangin&lt;br /&gt;hinihintay ang iyong pagdating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang simoy mo pa ng hangin&lt;br /&gt;ang kinakailangan langhapin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isa dalawa tatlo&lt;br /&gt;ubos na ang araw ko&lt;br /&gt;minimithing pagbabalik&lt;br /&gt;akin ba'y makakamit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilisan mo na ang pagtakbo&lt;br /&gt;kailangan ko na ang haplos mo&lt;br /&gt;Saluhin mo na ang mga luha ko&lt;br /&gt;Palayain mo ako..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang bituin pa ang kailangan kuminang&lt;br /&gt;Napapagod na ako sa kabibilang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilang mga muhka pa ang kailangang dumaan&lt;br /&gt;Ayoko nang pagisipan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami nang kalendaryo&lt;br /&gt;Ang dumaan sa pader ko&lt;br /&gt;kailan ba.. babalik&lt;br /&gt;kailan ba ako masasabik..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111419611636231775?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111419611636231775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111419611636231775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111419611636231775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111419611636231775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/kalendaryo.html' title='Kalendaryo'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111402200076795145</id><published>2005-04-20T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T11:33:20.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulat</title><content type='html'>Astig ka sana&lt;br /&gt;Makasama&lt;br /&gt;Magkahawak kamay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngunit Iniwan&lt;br /&gt;Mo lamang&lt;br /&gt;Akong nakahalumpay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang sabi sabi&lt;br /&gt;ng madami&lt;br /&gt;ay di ka tunay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di maniwala&lt;br /&gt;ngunit tama&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga babala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit  ka nasisiyahan sa paninira&lt;br /&gt;pwede bang ag ka na maging masama&lt;br /&gt;masakit pala ang mamulat&lt;br /&gt;ako'y iyong ginulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ngayon ay&lt;br /&gt;lalayo na&lt;br /&gt;ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baka madulas&lt;br /&gt;pa muli&lt;br /&gt;ang puso ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit  ka nasisiyahan sa paninira&lt;br /&gt; pwede bang ag ka na maging masama&lt;br /&gt; masakit pala ang mamulat&lt;br /&gt; ako'y iyong ginulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginulat mo talaga ako iha&lt;br /&gt;Trip mo ba talaga ang mambulaga&lt;br /&gt;balita ko ang dami mo nang naloko&lt;br /&gt;sana ay maawa pa ang diyos sa iyo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111402200076795145?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111402200076795145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111402200076795145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111402200076795145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111402200076795145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/gulat.html' title='Gulat'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111384533655502077</id><published>2005-04-18T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T10:28:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YellowCard - Ocean Avenue</title><content type='html'>This song is bothering me... punk.. but i feel different when i hear this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a place off Ocean Avenue&lt;br /&gt; Where I used to sit and talk with you&lt;br /&gt; We were both 16 and it felt so right&lt;br /&gt; Sleeping all day, staying up all night&lt;br /&gt; Staying up all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There's a place on the corner of Cherry Street&lt;br /&gt; We would walk on the beach in our bare feet&lt;br /&gt; We were both 18 and it felt so right&lt;br /&gt; Sleeping all day, staying up all night&lt;br /&gt; Staying up all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I could find you now&lt;br /&gt; Things would get better&lt;br /&gt; We could leave this town&lt;br /&gt; And Run forever&lt;br /&gt; Let your waves crash down on me&lt;br /&gt; And take me away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There's a piece of you that's here with me&lt;br /&gt; It's everywhere I go it's everything I see&lt;br /&gt; When I sleep, I dream and it gets me by&lt;br /&gt; I can make believe that you're here tonight&lt;br /&gt; That you're here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I could find you now&lt;br /&gt; Things would get better&lt;br /&gt; We could leave this town&lt;br /&gt; And run forever&lt;br /&gt; I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together&lt;br /&gt; Let your waves crash down on me&lt;br /&gt; And take me away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (music break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I remember the look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt; When I told you that this was goodbye&lt;br /&gt; You were begging me not tonight&lt;br /&gt; Not here&lt;br /&gt; Not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We're looking up at the same night sky&lt;br /&gt; And keep pretending the sun will not rise&lt;br /&gt; We'll be together for one more night&lt;br /&gt; Somewhere, somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I could find you now&lt;br /&gt; Things would get better&lt;br /&gt; We could leave this town&lt;br /&gt; And run forever&lt;br /&gt; I know somewhere, somehow we'll be together&lt;br /&gt; Let your waves crash down on me&lt;br /&gt; And take me away, yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111384533655502077?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111384533655502077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111384533655502077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111384533655502077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111384533655502077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/yellowcard-ocean-avenue.html' title='YellowCard - Ocean Avenue'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111367381931677948</id><published>2005-04-16T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T10:50:19.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>liwanag</title><content type='html'>At ako'y napatitig lamang&lt;br /&gt; nung ikay dumaan&lt;br /&gt;At ika'y biglang lumuha&lt;br /&gt;sa aking harapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paulit-ulit na ang sinasabi ng tadhana&lt;br /&gt;wala naman daw talaga akong magagawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilabas mo na ang iyong problema&lt;br /&gt;sabihin sakin ang mga hadlang&lt;br /&gt;dadalhin kita sa aking  langit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT ako'y nabitin na lamang&lt;br /&gt; nakatitig sa iyong bintana&lt;br /&gt; Lumabas ka naman&lt;br /&gt; At ikalat ang iyong ganda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi na makatiis ang aking isipan&lt;br /&gt;kailagan na kitang muling  masulyapan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lumabas ka na dyan sa iyong bahay&lt;br /&gt; at ibigay sakin ang iyong kamay&lt;br /&gt; dadalhin kita kung saan di ka luluha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111367381931677948?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111367381931677948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111367381931677948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111367381931677948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111367381931677948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/liwanag.html' title='liwanag'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111349089170880800</id><published>2005-04-14T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T08:01:31.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga liham ng isang sikreto</title><content type='html'>Tignan mo nga ako sa mata&lt;br /&gt;At subukin mo kunin ang aking mga lihim&lt;br /&gt;halungkatin ang aking isipan&lt;br /&gt;mga sikretong nakatago sa dilim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;na naka-droga ako sa katotohanan&lt;br /&gt;Di mo lang alam&lt;br /&gt;Dahan dahan akong nasasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo ba alam&lt;br /&gt;na maraming ilusyon na namamaligid&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo ba alam&lt;br /&gt;ako'y nagmumukmok sa gilid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tignan mo muli ang aking mata&lt;br /&gt;ngayon ba ay mas nakakakita ka?&lt;br /&gt;Babarilin ka na ng katotohanan&lt;br /&gt;At ang tunay na sikreto'y di mo malalaman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111349089170880800?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111349089170880800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111349089170880800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111349089170880800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111349089170880800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/mga-liham-ng-isang-sikreto.html' title='Mga liham ng isang sikreto'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111332097744945274</id><published>2005-04-12T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T08:49:37.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burst of words</title><content type='html'>Hello there my little fucked up angel&lt;br /&gt;So why dont yiu show me who you really are&lt;br /&gt;take off that costume you Damn Devil&lt;br /&gt;I can see that lustful scar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop trying to be the holy entity&lt;br /&gt;everybody know your real identity&lt;br /&gt;Die you little runt! Die slowly&lt;br /&gt;Burn in Hell Rot in infinity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill  make sure you lose all your blood&lt;br /&gt;And  Sell all your insides&lt;br /&gt;Cause your life is a big waste&lt;br /&gt;made by god..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111332097744945274?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111332097744945274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111332097744945274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111332097744945274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111332097744945274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/burst-of-words.html' title='Burst of words'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111331311399461685</id><published>2005-04-12T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T06:38:33.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Gussing Game</title><content type='html'>got this from sabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Write something about 15 different people.&lt;br /&gt;2. You can NOT say who they are.&lt;br /&gt;3. If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. oohh... he loves melvin&lt;br /&gt;2. my chunky lover&lt;br /&gt;3. Fathur Al Ghozi&lt;br /&gt;4. King Leoric&lt;br /&gt;5. Tweety?&lt;br /&gt;6. She has her own "SMALL" world&lt;br /&gt;7. Purple Flavored Milkshake&lt;br /&gt;9. Sir O.'s cuzin?&lt;br /&gt;10. Who want's cookies?&lt;br /&gt;11. Ang dami mong crush.. pati si.. madami pa akong hindi alam.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;12. Babuy! ahaha! I STILL owe her 120 bucks..&lt;br /&gt;13. "Tae.. tae.. tae.. Fag.. Fag.. Fag..  OML.. OML.. Idont like you!!.." common words that comes out of his mouth&lt;br /&gt;14. Had Dengue Thrice..?&lt;br /&gt;15. Mr. Personality... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111331311399461685?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111331311399461685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111331311399461685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111331311399461685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111331311399461685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/another-gussing-game.html' title='Another Gussing Game'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111323887070940811</id><published>2005-04-11T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T10:29:57.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guessing game</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;MAKIGAYA NA RIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;a. Post the names of 15 of your favorite musicians. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;(di ako garapal like sabs..)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;b. See who can guess which is your favorite song by each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;c. Once someone guesses right, bold that row and include the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;UrbanDub - New tattoo.. galing talaga ni ryc oh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Copeland - Priceless.. sabi na nga ba si jax makakakuha nito eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Rivermaya - 214.. alam mo lahat jax ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The Used - Cut Up Angels.. janus again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;The Starting Line - Playing Favorites.. JANUS AGAIN!?!?!?! Ay... Ryc din pala... AHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Parokya ni Edgar - FAMILY DINNER.. Janus would you like some sausage? no nothing could be better..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;EraserHeads - Tindahan Ni Aling Nena.. Sabs.. finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Norah Jones -Don't know Why..... ryc..kumakaripas ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;New Found Glory - All downhill from here.. sabs.. daya.. clue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;13needles - Cab One.. Nice one jax..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Sponge Cola - Dragonfly.. janus again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Hairmeetstheeye - Prequel.. Janus.. nanaman.... wehk.. madali lang to para sayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;KilChi - Blessed Are The Weak.. wahaha tae ka talaga janus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Typecast - Assertion.. tae janus lam mo ata lahat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;John Mayer - back to you.. galing naman ni ryc LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS YOU CAN SEE.. pinapak ni janus ung game... Tae... HEhe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111323887070940811?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111323887070940811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111323887070940811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111323887070940811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111323887070940811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/guessing-game.html' title='Guessing game'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111315296783462851</id><published>2005-04-10T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:09:27.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days</title><content type='html'>some artworks i came up while i was gone&lt;br /&gt;I was in some retreat house and i was technically alone.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to RA and N.C. ppl.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Ma-"emo" (Daw) ang mga susunod na nakasulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not worth finding the best line&lt;br /&gt;to describe this wasted time&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on tomirages of the past&lt;br /&gt;But soon enoguh all will fade, nothing will last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at this mosaic of our reign&lt;br /&gt;Elegance was present as we won the game&lt;br /&gt;But we're in this world of never-ending spin&lt;br /&gt;Everythin falters, the lights will be dimmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will wait all night&lt;br /&gt;For my phone to ring&lt;br /&gt;I will win this fight&lt;br /&gt;Figuring out your favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabe me gently&lt;br /&gt;so i could still live&lt;br /&gt;And now stab me more&lt;br /&gt;till i can no longer breathe&lt;br /&gt;But please do it&lt;br /&gt;   Slowly&lt;br /&gt;    Gently&lt;br /&gt;      Calmly&lt;br /&gt;For me to fell&lt;br /&gt;Your sharp balde&lt;br /&gt;In Full Hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eto dedicated sa taong pinahirapan ko this year.. oi, d k n cya pinahirapan nung RA.. lol&lt;br /&gt;eto na sorry offering ko after 1 yr of pahirap sayo ;) peace out dudette!(yan ah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you in the brightlights&lt;br /&gt;along the sunset bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll open up my eyes now&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to see you someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find&lt;br /&gt;in tomorrow's night&lt;br /&gt;a pair of sight&lt;br /&gt;Today is ending&lt;br /&gt;Don't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Casue soon we'll shine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crossing through the portals&lt;br /&gt;Searching for your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in my past life&lt;br /&gt;turning to the right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry for all the while&lt;br /&gt;I tried to smile&lt;br /&gt;Im waiting for the question's cry&lt;br /&gt;But you just passed by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Disclaimer: Sorry Kung ma-emo--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111315296783462851?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111315296783462851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111315296783462851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111315296783462851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111315296783462851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/4-days.html' title='4 days'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111280337714847790</id><published>2005-04-06T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T09:02:57.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UBE O TAE?</title><content type='html'>isobekham : salamat&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : ubeeeee&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : galing na naman sa ate ni ian&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: ano gusto mo?&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: TAENG LASANG UBE&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: o&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: UBENG LASANG TAE&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : anong klaseng tanong yan?&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hahahah&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : tae pareho&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hahah&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: pili isa&lt;br /&gt;Kobe:&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : teka pagiisipan ko.... ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : kung lasing ako, kahit ano&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hahahah&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: hindi ka alsing eh&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: aaha&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : pero di pa naman ako nakakatikim ng tae eh&lt;br /&gt;isobekham :&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : ano ba lasa nun?&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : baka masarap&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : malay mo&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: aahahahahahahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : yuck ayoko na nga ng ube&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: aahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Kobe:&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : ikaw naman eh&lt;br /&gt;Kobe: ang galin ko talaga&lt;br /&gt;isobekham : hahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111280337714847790?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111280337714847790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111280337714847790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111280337714847790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111280337714847790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/ube-o-tae.html' title='UBE O TAE?'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111267955220106182</id><published>2005-04-04T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T22:39:12.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Starting Line - Playing Favorites</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Playing Favorites"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the most that i can do&lt;br /&gt;is make a call and tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;sing the words in melody&lt;br /&gt;and hope that you'll believe me&lt;br /&gt;here's another song for you&lt;br /&gt;so this one this one makes two&lt;br /&gt;i still don't know where to begin&lt;br /&gt;i'll just leave it at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you always feel my eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;but i hope that you will never feel unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me to move out west&lt;br /&gt;it's ok if you don't&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know&lt;br /&gt;you're my favorite thing&lt;br /&gt;about the west coast&lt;br /&gt;i wish i stayed&lt;br /&gt;i hope you wait&lt;br /&gt;so here i am&lt;br /&gt;counting down the days&lt;br /&gt;till california comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the least that i can do&lt;br /&gt;you know i'm bad at calling you&lt;br /&gt;the best way i can extend&lt;br /&gt;the lonely words i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i'll say it but i'm sure you knew&lt;br /&gt;you're what i look most forward to&lt;br /&gt;coming back to where i've been&lt;br /&gt;i'll just leave it at this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you always feel my eyes on you&lt;br /&gt;but i hope that you will never feel unwanted&lt;br /&gt;if you feel unwanted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[chorus x2:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for me to move out west&lt;br /&gt;it's ok if you don't&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know&lt;br /&gt;you're my favorite thing&lt;br /&gt;about the west coast&lt;br /&gt;i wish i stayed&lt;br /&gt;i hope you wait&lt;br /&gt;so here i am&lt;br /&gt;counting down the days&lt;br /&gt;till california comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till california comes&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/9127592-111267955220106182?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111267955220106182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111267955220106182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111267955220106182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111267955220106182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/starting-line-playing-favorites.html' title='The Starting Line - Playing Favorites'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111237306093696396</id><published>2005-04-01T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T22:48:33.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>History</title><content type='html'>Everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;I try to compromise&lt;br /&gt;To every minute that your gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second seens so long&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;To this picture of you in my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to mesmerize&lt;br /&gt;you back from me&lt;br /&gt;But it seems that&lt;br /&gt;we are all left with tragedy&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;Its History&lt;br /&gt;And nothing can be done&lt;br /&gt;but to reminisce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And im dying to find&lt;br /&gt;This fullfilment inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hypnotize myself&lt;br /&gt;and tell me that your gone&lt;br /&gt;So its time to move on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111237306093696396?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111237306093696396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111237306093696396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111237306093696396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111237306093696396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/04/history.html' title='History'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111203417499132306</id><published>2005-03-28T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T10:22:54.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Written</title><content type='html'>I Tried to find the words&lt;br /&gt;But nothing seems to work&lt;br /&gt;I carefully make every line&lt;br /&gt;But nothing seems to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im draining my own thoughts now&lt;br /&gt;And nothing seems to fit&lt;br /&gt;still looking for that magic hit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look deep into these phrases&lt;br /&gt;Look deep into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'll find that perfect message&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find a verse&lt;br /&gt;But everything comes to worse&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to find that perfect line&lt;br /&gt;Ive searched out all my mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111203417499132306?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111203417499132306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111203417499132306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111203417499132306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111203417499132306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/written.html' title='Written'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111194274115064303</id><published>2005-03-27T08:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T08:59:01.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Icebergs</title><content type='html'>can't you see the real situation&lt;br /&gt;We're stuck in this artic nation&lt;br /&gt;And as time passes the cold turns Numb&lt;br /&gt;The only keeping us alive is this bottle of Rhum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, this iceberg we're on&lt;br /&gt;is slowly melting us down&lt;br /&gt;And in a nick of time&lt;br /&gt;We're ready to Drown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inch by inch the cold penetrates my bone&lt;br /&gt;Death is nearing a time of its own&lt;br /&gt;A final rush of blood is what I need&lt;br /&gt;To tell you that I believed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111194274115064303?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111194274115064303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111194274115064303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111194274115064303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111194274115064303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/icebergs.html' title='Icebergs'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111186214165496430</id><published>2005-03-26T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T10:35:41.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky bastard</title><content type='html'>a Long night has passed&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck in my own rhyme&lt;br /&gt;I thought I wouldn't last&lt;br /&gt;But you came just in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save me from this anxiety&lt;br /&gt;grab my hand to distan lands&lt;br /&gt;You gave ne back my sanity&lt;br /&gt;Glad that you came just in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lucky can I get&lt;br /&gt;In a minute' time I got an hour's worth&lt;br /&gt;So this time I'm really blessed&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lucky bastard in this filth and dirt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111186214165496430?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111186214165496430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111186214165496430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111186214165496430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111186214165496430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/lucky-bastard.html' title='Lucky bastard'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111168493408574310</id><published>2005-03-24T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T09:22:14.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst cases</title><content type='html'>wouold you bleed for me&lt;br /&gt;would you take the cut for me&lt;br /&gt;I know the pain, I felt it&lt;br /&gt;But do you think its worht it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think im worth your life&lt;br /&gt;Am i even worth your time&lt;br /&gt;I have endured all the danger&lt;br /&gt;Just to satisfy yuour hunger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst cases of love&lt;br /&gt;and its never like a dove&lt;br /&gt;when the two-sides turn&lt;br /&gt;to opposite directions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What going to happen next?&lt;br /&gt;I have taken all your test&lt;br /&gt;is this game called the waste my time?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm paid from all my crimes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111168493408574310?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111168493408574310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111168493408574310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111168493408574310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111168493408574310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/worst-cases.html' title='Worst cases'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111159418638588317</id><published>2005-03-23T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T08:09:55.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiet things that no one ever knows..</title><content type='html'>We saw the western coast&lt;br /&gt;I saw the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Nurse the shoreline like a wound&lt;br /&gt;It was a lovers tryst&lt;br /&gt;Were neither clear nor discript&lt;br /&gt;We kept it safe and slow&lt;br /&gt;The quiet things that no one ever knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep the blood in your head&lt;br /&gt;And keep your feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day it gets tired&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day we dropped out&lt;br /&gt;Give up my body and bed&lt;br /&gt;All for an empty hotel&lt;br /&gt;Wasting words on lowercases and capitals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I contemplate the day we wed&lt;br /&gt;Your friends are boring me to death&lt;br /&gt;Your veil is ruined in the rain&lt;br /&gt;By then I knew I could do without&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing new to talk about&lt;br /&gt;And though our kids are blessed, parents let them shoulder all the blame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep the blood in your head&lt;br /&gt;And keep your feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day it gets tired&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day we dropped out&lt;br /&gt;Give up my body and bed&lt;br /&gt;All for an empty hotel&lt;br /&gt;Wasting words on lowercases and capitals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep the blood in your head&lt;br /&gt;And keep your feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day it gets tired&lt;br /&gt;Today's the day we dropped out&lt;br /&gt;Give up my body and bed&lt;br /&gt;All for an empty hotel&lt;br /&gt;Wasting words on lowercases and capitals&lt;br /&gt;(I lie for only you&lt;br /&gt;And I lie well Halleluh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111159418638588317?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111159418638588317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111159418638588317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111159418638588317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111159418638588317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/quiet-things-that-no-one-ever-knows.html' title='The Quiet things that no one ever knows..'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111151010547055209</id><published>2005-03-22T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T08:48:25.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A burst of emotion</title><content type='html'>In this perfect blue bliss&lt;br /&gt;again i am unoticed&lt;br /&gt;then again i am invisible&lt;br /&gt;unable to be seen by people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stare at me&lt;br /&gt;As If I was air&lt;br /&gt;Just a transparent entity&lt;br /&gt;never really worth seeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like air&lt;br /&gt;I bring life&lt;br /&gt;to organisms&lt;br /&gt;and great sighthings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday you shall see me&lt;br /&gt;And i'll prove&lt;br /&gt;that im not the one&lt;br /&gt;that you thought I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am someone&lt;br /&gt;I am strong&lt;br /&gt;I have the power&lt;br /&gt;To carry on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111151010547055209?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111151010547055209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111151010547055209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111151010547055209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111151010547055209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/burst-of-emotion.html' title='A burst of emotion'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111132970742640493</id><published>2005-03-20T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T06:43:10.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduate na!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;h2005, astigas kayo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hanggang sa muling pagsasama!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PILGRIM's THEME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:veranda,arial,helvetica;"&gt; Lyrics by Johnny Go, SJ&lt;br /&gt;Music by Manoling Francisco, SJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Tired of weaving dreams too loose for me to wear.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of watching clouds repeat their dance on air.&lt;br /&gt;Tired of getting tied to doing what’s required&lt;br /&gt;Is life a mere routine in the greater scheme of things? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Through with taking roads someone else designed.&lt;br /&gt;Through with chasing stars that soon forget to shine.&lt;br /&gt;Through with going through one more day – what’s new?&lt;br /&gt;Does my life still mean a thing in the greater scheme of things? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;em&gt;Refrain:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll follow the voice that calls within&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find my place, so my life will fall in place&lt;br /&gt;I know in time I’ll find my place in the greater scheme of things. &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Each must go his way. But how can I decide?&lt;br /&gt;Which road I should take; who will be my guide?&lt;br /&gt;I need some kind of star to lead me somewhere far.&lt;br /&gt;To find a higher dream in the greater scheme of things. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; The road before me bends; I don’t know what I’ll find.&lt;br /&gt;Will I meet a friend or ghosts I left behind?&lt;br /&gt;Should I even be surprised that you’re with me in disguise&lt;br /&gt;For it’s your hand I have seen in the greater scheme of things. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;em&gt;Refrain:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll follow the voice that calls within&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find my place so my life will fall in place&lt;br /&gt;I know I in time I’ll find my place... &lt;p&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bridge:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yours is the voice in my deepest dreams&lt;br /&gt;You are the heart, the very heart of the greater scheme of things. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt; So here I think I’ll follow the voice that calls within&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to find my place, so my life will fall in place&lt;br /&gt;I know in time I’ll find my place... &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;em&gt;Chorus:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don’t we follow the voice that calls within.&lt;br /&gt;Dance to the silent song it sings.&lt;br /&gt;One day we’ll find our place&lt;br /&gt;For all things fall in place.&lt;br /&gt;For all things have a place&lt;br /&gt;in the greater scheme of things. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111132970742640493?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111132970742640493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111132970742640493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111132970742640493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111132970742640493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/graduate-na.html' title='Graduate na!!'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111116605803419655</id><published>2005-03-18T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T09:14:18.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugal</title><content type='html'>Ang sandaling ito&lt;br /&gt;Ay sandali nating dalawa&lt;br /&gt;Kung ano ang mayroon dito&lt;br /&gt;wala na tayong maiiba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ang pag ibig&lt;br /&gt;natin ay isang sugal&lt;br /&gt;Kalahati ang tsiyansa&lt;br /&gt;ng ating tagumpay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isang sugal nga ito&lt;br /&gt;nakahati sa dalawa ang tadhana&lt;br /&gt;basta nangangarap ka nalang&lt;br /&gt;na manalo sa ganitong palaruan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta kung anu man ang nangyari&lt;br /&gt;ito na ang mananatili&lt;br /&gt;Dahil sa ganitong sitwasyon&lt;br /&gt;nasa huli parati ang pagsisisi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111116605803419655?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111116605803419655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111116605803419655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111116605803419655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111116605803419655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/sugal.html' title='Sugal'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111115844075104130</id><published>2005-03-18T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T07:07:20.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonnet</title><content type='html'>HOW DO I LOVE THEE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height&lt;br /&gt;My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight&lt;br /&gt;For the ends of being and ideal grace.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee to the level of every day's&lt;br /&gt;Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for right.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with the passion put to use&lt;br /&gt;In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.&lt;br /&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose&lt;br /&gt;With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,&lt;br /&gt;Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,&lt;br /&gt;I shall but love thee better after death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Elizabeth Barret Browning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111115844075104130?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111115844075104130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111115844075104130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111115844075104130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111115844075104130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/sonnet_18.html' title='Sonnet'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111113110248234786</id><published>2005-03-17T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T23:31:42.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftershock</title><content type='html'>when the past hits you,&lt;br /&gt;it hits you bad&lt;br /&gt;because everything&lt;br /&gt;that you are right now,&lt;br /&gt;came from that world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be a song&lt;br /&gt;It may a picture&lt;br /&gt;It may be a poem&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is&lt;br /&gt;It must hit you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you think&lt;br /&gt;Is rooted form this tree&lt;br /&gt;This tree of history&lt;br /&gt;And will never be broken&lt;br /&gt;It will never be cut down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything of you are&lt;br /&gt;and everything that you're not&lt;br /&gt;Is the fault of time&lt;br /&gt;the fault of life&lt;br /&gt;the fault of fate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111113110248234786?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111113110248234786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111113110248234786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111113110248234786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111113110248234786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/aftershock.html' title='Aftershock'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111081188643605519</id><published>2005-03-14T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T06:51:26.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chunky Lover</title><content type='html'>Another Compo by Me and janus j.... For Homer Simpson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come Here and give me what youve got&lt;br /&gt;Im ready for anything especially simething Hot&lt;br /&gt;I dont care what you are and what you're not&lt;br /&gt;Some Come here! and show me that Butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh chunky, this aint over&lt;br /&gt;This night isn't done&lt;br /&gt;my chunky lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the television my dear&lt;br /&gt;Come a little closer, a little near&lt;br /&gt;If you need a drink there's still beer&lt;br /&gt;so shed your clothes and have no fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh you really know how to put the L in Lovin&lt;br /&gt;And Every night it you that im cravin..&lt;br /&gt;cravin for somethin...fresh out of the oven&lt;br /&gt;ohh chunky! chunky lover&lt;br /&gt;as long as im with you&lt;br /&gt;i wont be sober&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111081188643605519?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111081188643605519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111081188643605519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111081188643605519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111081188643605519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/chunky-lover.html' title='Chunky Lover'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111065069729261357</id><published>2005-03-12T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T10:04:57.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ball.. Way Much Better...</title><content type='html'>So im in story-telling mode.. but then.. this will all end up in a poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so it was our ball and well... i had so much fun... not like my past experiences from these kind of events..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was much much much to the 1000th power WAYYYY better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simplicity.. the ambience.. the music.. the people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though i had some minor problems (transpo arghh), the night was perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse, my date.. she made my evening wonderful! I would like to thank her for accompanying me.. She was so nice and caring and she looked so wonderful.. thanks for the lovely evening!! (hope she reads this.. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....... all i can say is... ITS MUCH WAY BETTER THAN THE PROMS I ATTENDED! AHAHAHAHA! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you mind to have this walk?&lt;br /&gt;Such a lovely night.. endless talks&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, i gaze to them, so  full of life&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this lovely night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be made&lt;br /&gt;From memories we create&lt;br /&gt;I will always see your beauty&lt;br /&gt;It will always be here with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every falsh captures your smile&lt;br /&gt;the only souvenir I only desire&lt;br /&gt;This will be always in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Hope that we'll never break apart..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111065069729261357?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111065069729261357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111065069729261357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111065069729261357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111065069729261357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/ball-way-much-better.html' title='Ball.. Way Much Better...'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111044152437448623</id><published>2005-03-09T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:58:44.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Days of December.</title><content type='html'>This is written by janus jarapa and shooli.. for Melvin Macatiag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Did you have to be a Star.&lt;br /&gt;And why are just to far..&lt;br /&gt;I only have an arm to get to your reach..&lt;br /&gt;but if an arm and a leg is what it takes, then i'll surrender 2 of each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let everything be gone&lt;br /&gt;And I'll risk all to the sun..&lt;br /&gt;Ill burn myself to death&lt;br /&gt;Just to feel your breath..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I must find another way&lt;br /&gt;And if I have to pray..&lt;br /&gt; I will find another way&lt;br /&gt;and fate will be kind. someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candlelights flicker and fade&lt;br /&gt;as the chance to meet you slips and evades&lt;br /&gt;and if the limit of this lifetime is never enough&lt;br /&gt;Then wish me all the luck&lt;br /&gt;i need to be your diamond in the rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let everything be One..&lt;br /&gt;Now All I can do is run&lt;br /&gt;and chase you until forever&lt;br /&gt;Until the last days of december&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111044152437448623?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111044152437448623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111044152437448623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111044152437448623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111044152437448623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/last-days-of-december.html' title='Last Days of December.'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111043545472524194</id><published>2005-03-09T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:17:34.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;tt&gt;Its a song by the a band.. HairMeetstheEye.. my fave.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prequel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though fate drew a line&lt;br /&gt;between your heart and mine&lt;br /&gt;I'm choking on this compromise&lt;br /&gt;wasn't really ready for this big suprise&lt;br /&gt;I can't hold this together without you&lt;br /&gt;in my plans for forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut into a million pieces&lt;br /&gt;heart of mine with a million questions&lt;br /&gt;Are we ready to part ways&lt;br /&gt;Tears of mine, tears of a million faces&lt;br /&gt;And im not ready to take myself from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce and try to contemplate&lt;br /&gt;how time is not that late&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to wake up from my sleep&lt;br /&gt;before everything sinks in too deep&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111043545472524194?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111043545472524194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111043545472524194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111043545472524194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111043545472524194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/prequel.html' title='Prequel'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111030435982639304</id><published>2005-03-08T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T09:52:39.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomia</title><content type='html'>Please let me sleep&lt;br /&gt;I just want to&lt;br /&gt;lay my back&lt;br /&gt;and wait for the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you&lt;br /&gt;oh sandman&lt;br /&gt;throw your dust&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to dream&lt;br /&gt;Whether it be nice&lt;br /&gt;or it be a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;As long as its made up in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomiac&lt;br /&gt;that is what&lt;br /&gt;people call me&lt;br /&gt;as you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep is scarce&lt;br /&gt;I try to close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;but whatever the force&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111030435982639304?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111030435982639304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111030435982639304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111030435982639304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111030435982639304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/insomia.html' title='Insomia'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111021022630193585</id><published>2005-03-07T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T07:43:46.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Chicken</title><content type='html'>Nakakapangiti talaga sa sarap&lt;br /&gt;Ang fried chicken na aking nakagat&lt;br /&gt;Ang lakas ng aroma ng luto ni lola&lt;br /&gt;Na fried chicken na aking nalalanghap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paborito ko talaga ang fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Kahit toyo ang sawsawan&lt;br /&gt;kahit walang ketchup&lt;br /&gt;Aking papatulan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gintong balat na nakakasilaw&lt;br /&gt;Paa pakpak, pitso at leeg&lt;br /&gt;basta fried chicken ang ulam&lt;br /&gt;siguradong sa kusina, ako'y maiiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paborito ko talaga&lt;br /&gt;Ang fried chicken ni lola..&lt;br /&gt;Ang sarap sarap kasi&lt;br /&gt;kaya ako parating nakangiti..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111021022630193585?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111021022630193585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111021022630193585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111021022630193585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111021022630193585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/friend-chicken.html' title='Friend Chicken'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-111010072496044357</id><published>2005-03-06T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T08:10:19.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl of the Screen</title><content type='html'>I replayed, rewind and rewatched every scene&lt;br /&gt;In this Dvd copy of mine&lt;br /&gt;And its all about you, all of you..&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are locked on your scenes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to catch all your Tv Shows&lt;br /&gt;Just the scene of you makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;Even if its just in the stereo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But your a girl of the movies&lt;br /&gt;of the fame, the stardom&lt;br /&gt;How can i reach a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;Can get out of this truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our only Connection is through the tv screens&lt;br /&gt;But i will get to you by any means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got a million of posters&lt;br /&gt;Posted in every corner Of my room&lt;br /&gt;And its all about you&lt;br /&gt;And all of you, just on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes of bright blue&lt;br /&gt;hypnotizing me to do the things i do&lt;br /&gt;Someday fate will be kind&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice me not as a fan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-111010072496044357?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/111010072496044357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=111010072496044357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111010072496044357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/111010072496044357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/girl-of-screen.html' title='Girl of the Screen'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110968516448585914</id><published>2005-03-01T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T09:48:03.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oblivious</title><content type='html'>One day i wake up to a brand new memory&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my past is consumed by history&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a boy I poor lost boy&lt;br /&gt;My past, my present, my future all unknown&lt;br /&gt;And I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i see in a split second is automatically lost&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know who's me at any cost&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing at all'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can somebody help me reagain my memory&lt;br /&gt;Cause i wanna end my life's story&lt;br /&gt;Help me find a way&lt;br /&gt;Help me find my dawning day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;And I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;For I know nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I know nothing at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110968516448585914?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110968516448585914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110968516448585914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110968516448585914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110968516448585914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/03/oblivious.html' title='Oblivious'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110948155247283659</id><published>2005-02-26T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T21:19:25.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How can you men a broken heart</title><content type='html'>Its a song covered by michael buble, original by bee gees.. nice song.. i can really see myself in it.. so bitter.. so sad.. so depressed.. so broken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can think of younger days when living for my life&lt;br /&gt;Was everything a man could want to do.&lt;br /&gt;I could never see tomorrow, but I was never told about the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can you mend a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;How can you stop the rain from falling down?&lt;br /&gt;How can you stop the sun from shining?&lt;br /&gt;What makes the world go round?&lt;br /&gt;How can you mend a this broken man?&lt;br /&gt;How can a loser ever win?&lt;br /&gt;Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel the breeze that rustles through the trees&lt;br /&gt;And misty memories of days gone by&lt;br /&gt;We could never see tomorrow, noone said a word about the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can you mend a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;How can you stop the rain from falling down?&lt;br /&gt;How can you stop the sun from shining?&lt;br /&gt;What makes the world go round?&lt;br /&gt;How can you mend this broken man?&lt;br /&gt;How can a loser ever win?&lt;br /&gt;Please help me mend my broken heart and let me live again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110948155247283659?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110948155247283659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110948155247283659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110948155247283659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110948155247283659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-can-you-men-broken-heart.html' title='How can you men a broken heart'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110947655826073171</id><published>2005-02-26T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T19:55:58.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BSP</title><content type='html'>Di talaga makita&lt;br /&gt;O di talaga tinitignan&lt;br /&gt;Di talaga madama&lt;br /&gt;O di talaga dinadamdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas pinipili ang tadhana&lt;br /&gt;Kaysa sa iyong mga daan&lt;br /&gt;Ba't ba di ako maniwala&lt;br /&gt;Na mayroon kang paraan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahil kami'y binubisog mo&lt;br /&gt;sa iyong pagmamahal&lt;br /&gt;kahit di ka namin&lt;br /&gt;kinikilala bilang&lt;br /&gt;Ama, kapatid, kuya&lt;br /&gt;ika'y andyan parin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa hangin na hinihinga namin&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga kaibigan na nasa tabi namin&lt;br /&gt;paminsan di nanamin naisip&lt;br /&gt;na ang lahat ng ito'y galing sayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Araw-araw sa buhay naming hawak mo&lt;br /&gt;Kailan mo ba kami pinabayaan&lt;br /&gt;Siguro talagang nagbubulag-bulagan lang kami&lt;br /&gt;Pero sa totoo ay kami'y busog na busog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110947655826073171?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110947655826073171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110947655826073171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110947655826073171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110947655826073171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/bsp.html' title='BSP'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110941086850820696</id><published>2005-02-26T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T01:41:08.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled..</title><content type='html'>When Everything Goes Right In Your life&lt;br /&gt;A Scene Of Utopia , full of beauty and light&lt;br /&gt;This is what you feel, when this magic hits you&lt;br /&gt;These are the emotions of the line " I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be in slow motion, in special effects&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks will be lit while our hearts connect&lt;br /&gt;I'll cross my fingers for luck and perfection&lt;br /&gt;For this is the night of the perfect constellations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candles burn and makes your face glow&lt;br /&gt;Your aura seems to take away all my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes, your lips, your smile, your cheeks&lt;br /&gt;In accurate symmetry, in flawless reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable&lt;br /&gt;Like a dream&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Can All of these be real?&lt;br /&gt;How Can All of these be real?&lt;br /&gt;How Can All of these be real?&lt;br /&gt;How Can All of these be real?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110941086850820696?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110941086850820696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110941086850820696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110941086850820696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110941086850820696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/untitled.html' title='Untitled..'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110939060195617965</id><published>2005-02-25T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T20:03:21.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Profanity</title><content type='html'>Throw it to me more&lt;br /&gt;Think that im numb&lt;br /&gt;Push me down the floor&lt;br /&gt;Now see me succumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to hear what you say&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you want to hear it everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every syllable brings insanity&lt;br /&gt;Every tone destroys my dignity&lt;br /&gt;Please stop your disgusting activity&lt;br /&gt;Don't use to me your profanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll hear it more&lt;br /&gt;Every single day&lt;br /&gt;And now i'll open the door&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this infested way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110939060195617965?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110939060195617965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110939060195617965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110939060195617965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110939060195617965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/profanity.html' title='Profanity'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110925605958263852</id><published>2005-02-24T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T06:40:59.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gaya gaya</title><content type='html'>(x) snuck out of the house&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten lost in your city&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a serious surgery&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone out in public in your pajamas&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a stranger&lt;br /&gt;(x) hugged a stranger&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;( ) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;( x) done drugs&lt;br /&gt;(x) had alcohol&lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed and had milk/coke come out of your nose [more of food. hehe. binagoongan.]&lt;br /&gt;(x) pushed all the buttons on an elevator&lt;br /&gt;(x) swore at your parents&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in love&lt;br /&gt;(x) been close to love&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to a casino&lt;br /&gt;( ) been skydiving&lt;br /&gt;(xxxxxxx) broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;(x) been high&lt;br /&gt;( ) skinny-dipped&lt;br /&gt;( ) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;( ) flashed someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) saw a therapist&lt;br /&gt;(x) played spin the bottle&lt;br /&gt;(x) gotten stitches [circumcision.]&lt;br /&gt;(x) drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour -- or water&lt;br /&gt;(x) bitten someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) gotten the chicken pox&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed a member of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed a member of the same sex [i love h2005.]&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed into a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Japan&lt;br /&gt;(x) ridden in a taxi&lt;br /&gt;(xxxxxxxxxx) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;(x) had feelings for someone who didnt have them back&lt;br /&gt;(x) stolen something from your job&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;( ) celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;( ) slept with a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;( ) been married&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;( ) had children&lt;br /&gt;(x) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a close friend die&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Africa&lt;br /&gt;( ) driven over 400 miles in one day&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(x) been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;( ) thrown up in a bar&lt;br /&gt;(x) purposely set a part of myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) been snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;(x) met someone in person from the internet&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost a child&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone to college&lt;br /&gt;( ) graduated college&lt;br /&gt;(x) done hard drugs&lt;br /&gt;(x) tried killing yourself&lt;br /&gt;( ) fired a gun&lt;br /&gt;(x) purposely hurt yourself&lt;br /&gt;(x) taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;(x) miss someone right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110925605958263852?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110925605958263852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110925605958263852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110925605958263852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110925605958263852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/gaya-gaya.html' title='gaya gaya'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110925539428572144</id><published>2005-02-24T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T06:29:54.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sa tabi</title><content type='html'>Hindi na kailangan pagtakpan&lt;br /&gt;Ang mga sikreto at mga liham&lt;br /&gt;Wala na talaga akong paki&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko na kailangan maghiganti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiintindahan ko naman ang ating mga pagkakamali&lt;br /&gt;mas mabuti pang lumayo ako kaysa tayo'y sumabit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi mo na kailangan lumuha&lt;br /&gt;DI naman kita papabayaang madapa&lt;br /&gt;Ako'y iyong kaisaisang anino&lt;br /&gt;Nasalikod lamang, handang handang sumalo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahit di na tayo magusap, magkita, ako'y parating andyan&lt;br /&gt;Dahil hindinh hindi kita papabayaan kailanman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakasabit lang sayo&lt;br /&gt;Ang puso kong nagdudugo&lt;br /&gt;Tumitibok, dumudugo&lt;br /&gt;upang idagdag ang lakas mo&lt;br /&gt;Sa pang araw araw&lt;br /&gt;Di ka na magiginaw&lt;br /&gt;dahil siguradong kasama mo ako&lt;br /&gt;kahit sa mga maliliit na alaala&lt;br /&gt;ako'y iyong dala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110925539428572144?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110925539428572144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110925539428572144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110925539428572144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110925539428572144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/sa-tabi.html' title='sa tabi'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110916566762457100</id><published>2005-02-23T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T05:35:38.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Full show</title><content type='html'>Patapos na ang lahat&lt;br /&gt;Wala na akong magagawa&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga maling nangyari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palpak na kung palpak&lt;br /&gt;Di na talaga ako sumikat&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit papano may nangyari..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumabay nlng sa daloy ng kwento&lt;br /&gt;Tumawa nalang sa mga lokoo ng payaso&lt;br /&gt;At pabayaan na ang direktor sa paghahari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dahil ito na ang huli&lt;br /&gt;Ang huling pagpakitang gilas&lt;br /&gt;sa atin na ang entablado&lt;br /&gt;Ito na ang pinakaaabangang&lt;br /&gt;Last full show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipakita na ang pinakaengrande&lt;br /&gt;Dapat ang pagarte ay suwabeng-suwabe&lt;br /&gt;Ilabas na pati sariling kaluluwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At tagumpay din ang sasalubong&lt;br /&gt;Tayo din ay uusbong&lt;br /&gt;Ang huling hurit ay di magpapatalo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110916566762457100?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110916566762457100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110916566762457100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110916566762457100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110916566762457100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/last-full-show.html' title='Last Full show'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110906738987168257</id><published>2005-02-22T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T02:40:45.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dusk</title><content type='html'>Seaside walks and bay side views&lt;br /&gt;Seeking life, seeking refuge&lt;br /&gt;From the furious life of the city&lt;br /&gt;This is not For Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a lifetime vacation&lt;br /&gt;An end to all my tribulations&lt;br /&gt;Where peace is the air we breathe&lt;br /&gt;Will somebody save me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn till Dusk&lt;br /&gt;Everything is a must&lt;br /&gt;In a world where&lt;br /&gt;You are judged by your smile&lt;br /&gt;NOthing will be fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinking slowly in the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;O dear brother, when will you save me&lt;br /&gt;Slowly Death is pulling me down&lt;br /&gt;it is time for my final bow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunsets really never show beauty but shows the end of humanity's world&lt;br /&gt;It signals that darkness will be the one to rule our lives&lt;br /&gt;Cold, the absence of heat, the absence of light&lt;br /&gt;It will freeze us to death, chill our bones till it breaks apart&lt;br /&gt;Till Dusk I shall live my soul to its potential&lt;br /&gt;And when dawn comes, I shall be born again&lt;br /&gt;But now, in this night, I shall be fighting blindness&lt;br /&gt;the night is the enemy, blackness can kill me&lt;br /&gt;Let the moon be my guide, let the stars make me glide..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110906738987168257?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110906738987168257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110906738987168257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110906738987168257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110906738987168257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/dusk.html' title='Dusk'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110890836100276657</id><published>2005-02-20T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T06:06:01.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light parade</title><content type='html'>Im blinded by all these rays&lt;br /&gt;of disorganized neon lights&lt;br /&gt;Laser beams points to my eye&lt;br /&gt;And in a seconds time loses all my sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazing through this light parade&lt;br /&gt;In a world of particles and waves&lt;br /&gt;Let all the light shine&lt;br /&gt;But then make everyone blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disco effects on the walkway&lt;br /&gt;We don't need a candle to light our way&lt;br /&gt;The night never stops, there's no time for day&lt;br /&gt;And now the Spotlight is on Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110890836100276657?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110890836100276657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110890836100276657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110890836100276657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110890836100276657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/light-parade.html' title='Light parade'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110888578807562368</id><published>2005-02-19T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T23:49:48.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faithless</title><content type='html'>I open up myself to you&lt;br /&gt;Because I thought your a savior&lt;br /&gt;But all you did is fail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to keep my hopes high&lt;br /&gt;I prayed for your grace&lt;br /&gt;But grace turned to Disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you&lt;br /&gt;I need to surrender&lt;br /&gt;My mind my soul to the flame&lt;br /&gt;Now  I suffer&lt;br /&gt;to the depths of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be faithless&lt;br /&gt;Before you even start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To crush every bit of me&lt;br /&gt;And slowly mess&lt;br /&gt;my memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ending Screams&lt;br /&gt;In a never ending sleep&lt;br /&gt;Of a never ending nightmare&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110888578807562368?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110888578807562368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110888578807562368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110888578807562368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110888578807562368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/faithless.html' title='Faithless'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110883553936413690</id><published>2005-02-19T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T19:36:25.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream Chasers</title><content type='html'>Mirages now make me face a new dimension&lt;br /&gt;Never ending races compete in limitless horizons&lt;br /&gt;Inch by inch they start to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;But everything ressurects in a spark&lt;br /&gt;Make up your intentions, desires and wants&lt;br /&gt;Passion cuts fears of trials and defeat&lt;br /&gt;Fall down all you want, just don't forget to drop&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are of the mind, not of realities map&lt;br /&gt;Lying infront of Caesar's ambitions&lt;br /&gt;And the dagger strikes to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Slowly making me realize I've made a mark&lt;br /&gt;Crippled I am but my versatility is less inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Sweat and blood, Of tears and breath&lt;br /&gt;All my grievances, all are shed&lt;br /&gt;Everyone told me this would me easy&lt;br /&gt;Yet all the time I try I get in to a plight&lt;br /&gt;I need more water, I need more power&lt;br /&gt;to keep me going on to my new kingdom come&lt;br /&gt;And someday Ill be gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110883553936413690?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110883553936413690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110883553936413690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110883553936413690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110883553936413690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/dream-chasers.html' title='Dream Chasers'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110864287475764948</id><published>2005-02-17T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T04:21:14.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>illusions</title><content type='html'>And now everything passes me by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me..&lt;br /&gt;and someday&lt;br /&gt;I'll set you free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look deep&lt;br /&gt;into my whole being&lt;br /&gt;can't you see im shinning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now everything passes me by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mourn for me&lt;br /&gt;And laugh all you can&lt;br /&gt;I'll give the things you need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise up your head&lt;br /&gt;kiss the air&lt;br /&gt;and feel heaven's touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now everything passes me by..&lt;br /&gt;And now everything passes me by..&lt;br /&gt;And now everything passes me by..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110864287475764948?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110864287475764948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110864287475764948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110864287475764948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110864287475764948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/illusions.html' title='illusions'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110847285158160119</id><published>2005-02-15T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T05:07:31.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINONG NANAY MO!</title><content type='html'>San ka galing&lt;br /&gt;kala mo makakachamba ka&lt;br /&gt;Lintek kang  loko..&lt;br /&gt;Patay ka ngayon sakin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige, san ka galing&lt;br /&gt;sa akin diba&lt;br /&gt;Buhay ka dahil sakin&lt;br /&gt;kaya pasalamat ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon tatanuning ko nalang sayo ay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigas ka pala ah.. sige ngayon sagutin mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May gatas ka pa sa labi&lt;br /&gt;Bonjing pa ang ugali&lt;br /&gt;kaya wag kanang mag angas&lt;br /&gt;nagmumukha kang ungas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madami ka pang kakaining bigas&lt;br /&gt;mag tiki-tiki ka muna&lt;br /&gt;O, tutulo pa uhog mo&lt;br /&gt;ANAK KA NG NANAY MO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon tatanuning ko nalang sayo ay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt; SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt; SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt; SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tigas ka pala ah.. sige ngayon sagutin mo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; SINONG NANAY MO!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110847285158160119?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110847285158160119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110847285158160119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110847285158160119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110847285158160119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/sinong-nanay-mo.html' title='SINONG NANAY MO!'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110836362455238970</id><published>2005-02-14T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T22:50:10.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>You really know how to aim&lt;br /&gt;You really know how to play this game&lt;br /&gt;You really know how to get me stuck&lt;br /&gt;You really know how to make me jump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. as the old saying say&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air Cause its valentines Day&lt;br /&gt;Chocolates and Flowers  tradititons stay&lt;br /&gt;A candle light dinner, A lovely day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance, as they say is  love&lt;br /&gt;Yet love as they say is blind&lt;br /&gt;Whatever Goes,just  look at the stars above&lt;br /&gt;And I'll look at you To see what you see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, angel of earth please show me heaven&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cupid please dont let this end&lt;br /&gt;Never let this end&lt;br /&gt;Even if everything of this is just pretending..&lt;br /&gt;I dont want this to end..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110836362455238970?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110836362455238970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110836362455238970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110836362455238970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110836362455238970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110830880229405388</id><published>2005-02-13T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T07:33:22.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isang liham..</title><content type='html'>Kung anu-anu ang nasa isip&lt;br /&gt;Di ko alam kung nasa panaginip&lt;br /&gt;basta sulat lang ng sulat&lt;br /&gt;baka mamaya konti, sakaling mamulat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano ba ang buhay&lt;br /&gt;Ano ang kaya nitong taglay?&lt;br /&gt;teka pa yosi muna&lt;br /&gt;baka sakaling madala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAghahanap ng inspirasyon&lt;br /&gt;sa isang muso? o sa isang buwan?&lt;br /&gt;bakit pa ba kailangan&lt;br /&gt;ehh andyan ka naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy-tuloy na pagtatakda&lt;br /&gt;ng mga gawaing pangbahay&lt;br /&gt;mga araw-araw na kabuhayan&lt;br /&gt;mga buhay ng mga patay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mundong paikot-ikot&lt;br /&gt;bat di mo kami nahihilo&lt;br /&gt;mag tumatalab ba&lt;br /&gt;ang Tsokolateng  may hito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahan dahan lang ang pagkain&lt;br /&gt;baka ika'y bangungutin&lt;br /&gt;mahirap magpapayat&lt;br /&gt;pero sige, kagat pa ng kagat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basta, ilagay mo nasa kokote mo&lt;br /&gt;Baka sakaling bumagyo&lt;br /&gt;ikaw rin, sayang ang kaisipan&lt;br /&gt;Mahirap nga naman makapulot ng langgam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aray ko, ang sakit na ng ulo ko&lt;br /&gt;mga nangangarap maging santo&lt;br /&gt;namumula na ang mga pisngi ko&lt;br /&gt;teka, iidlip muna si tito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walang saysay na paguusap&lt;br /&gt;tatlong araw nang gising&lt;br /&gt;dumdilim na ang ulap&lt;br /&gt;teka, ako ata ay lasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige sige, eto na talaga&lt;br /&gt;Isasara ko na ang telegrama&lt;br /&gt;at ipapadala sa aking Maria Clara&lt;br /&gt;sana ito'y kanyang mabasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at sa huli ay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: O aking irog, kung di mo mapuna ang mga nakalagay sa liham na ito, ang rason ay mahirap ilabas sa mga salita ang nadadama ko sa iyo.. naway maunawaan mo ang aking pagmamahal sa iyo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110830880229405388?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110830880229405388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110830880229405388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110830880229405388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110830880229405388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/isang-liham.html' title='Isang liham..'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110828115785185273</id><published>2005-02-12T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T23:53:31.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parting Ways</title><content type='html'>4-H.. inubos nyu talaga luha ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down memory lane&lt;br /&gt;I step on the roughest of Rocks&lt;br /&gt;Yet I breathe the freshness of air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, stuck in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And Im getting tired&lt;br /&gt;But then I can't take it but to look back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our laughs&lt;br /&gt;In our cries&lt;br /&gt;In the times when we say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;In triumph&lt;br /&gt;In defeat&lt;br /&gt;The years has been great&lt;br /&gt;Guess will be parting ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best Days, The Bad Days&lt;br /&gt;All Just Came By&lt;br /&gt;And I got Through, I did get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments Are always Treasured&lt;br /&gt;Spirits now empowered&lt;br /&gt;Let this be our Hour..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110828115785185273?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110828115785185273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110828115785185273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110828115785185273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110828115785185273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/parting-ways.html' title='Parting Ways'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110795943782911743</id><published>2005-02-09T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T06:30:37.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hidden</title><content type='html'>When Truth Disconnects with reality&lt;br /&gt;Its time i don't believe sanity&lt;br /&gt;But you just made it so sure&lt;br /&gt;that before i discover the lies, I Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Million daggers came flying&lt;br /&gt;Stabbing me deep on my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dark red blood came rushing&lt;br /&gt;Down to my bathroom Floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you say my secrets?&lt;br /&gt;Did your run out of words?&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what's my weakness&lt;br /&gt;Your just lucky i dont curse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are starting&lt;br /&gt;to burn out all its life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have called you 'my darling'&lt;br /&gt;And now your holding a knife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110795943782911743?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110795943782911743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110795943782911743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110795943782911743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110795943782911743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/hidden.html' title='hidden'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9127592.post-110777683401813424</id><published>2005-02-07T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T03:47:29.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Society</title><content type='html'>Im covering out the wounds&lt;br /&gt;Inflicted From This War&lt;br /&gt;Fought By Men of Love&lt;br /&gt;And Creatures From Hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a  chaotic world&lt;br /&gt;and such a lustful Society&lt;br /&gt;Where nobody nows how to give&lt;br /&gt;but only learned how to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get me out of here&lt;br /&gt;Save me from the fire&lt;br /&gt;Save me from the war&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;to fly away from here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humor is a rare artifact&lt;br /&gt;And Tear is such a abundant resource&lt;br /&gt;Blood is used as a Currency&lt;br /&gt;And life, is a luxury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To live is to run for it&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone is chasing you&lt;br /&gt;And will take every part of you&lt;br /&gt;Bit by part by soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a fool by acting brave&lt;br /&gt;Stay back, or even stay away&lt;br /&gt;Beleive me , try to behave&lt;br /&gt;And you'll thank me, Someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9127592-110777683401813424?l=shools-spot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/feeds/110777683401813424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9127592&amp;postID=110777683401813424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110777683401813424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9127592/posts/default/110777683401813424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shools-spot.blogspot.com/2005/02/evil-society.html' title='Evil Society'/><author><name>shooliman</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08145460373417126884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
