<?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-3394674</id><updated>2011-12-09T18:54:13.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little voice screaming</title><subtitle type='html'>listen to the little voice in her head screaming louder louder going on and on trapped tired too much to say but how to say it go scream no one can hear except her and she just ignores keeping her oblivion to the black truth yes the voice is the stuff that makes her dreams shattered and fragmented dreams keep dreaming flowing like honey STOP</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>385</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-7405417374161812125</id><published>2008-07-18T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T20:02:26.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How to Win a iPod Nano and $250.00 massage/Chiropractic Gift card&gt;All you have to do to have a chance of winning this marvel of modern technology and Free Gift card is Subscribe to This rss feed by entering your email address below Or Enter Here at Crunch Now Dot com The contest will last 2 weeks so tell all your friends and family to come subscribe to win this free gift pack From  CrunchNow and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/7405417374161812125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/7405417374161812125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#7405417374161812125' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114822838886395461</id><published>2006-05-21T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T09:19:48.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend has probably been the most tiring of my life. Definitely something I'll always remember.The trip there. Our actual stay. The race. Its aftermath. Saturday night. Sunday morning. The B-movie-filled trip back. Our quickest Pancake House meal ever. JP's house. My interview with Sir Krip after.Haaaay.One of the longest weekends of my life, but looking back it's felt like one of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114822838886395461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114822838886395461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114822838886395461' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114666726617797379</id><published>2006-05-03T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T08:51:44.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...RAWR.Someday I will get tired of waiting.Hormones are screwing with me again. -______-;;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114666726617797379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114666726617797379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114666726617797379' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114588218637835360</id><published>2006-04-24T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T05:36:26.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How very odd. What's wrong with Blogger?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114588218637835360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114588218637835360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114588218637835360' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114464584452897452</id><published>2006-04-09T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T22:11:11.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm disappointed with you.I just never thought you'd be the one to do that. Was I naive to think that things between us would always be the same. Ewan. I thought that you were someone I couldn't drift apart from, because we'd always go back right where we left off. Turns out that might not be the case. Nothing close to it, even.Because I miss you, and I wish I didn't, because you obviously don't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114464584452897452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114464584452897452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114464584452897452' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114368519950070885</id><published>2006-03-29T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T18:19:59.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I don't know why I even try.Because it seems like no matter what I do, I get hurt. And the funny thing is that no matter what I do, I don't just get hurt, I hurt someone else too.I don't know na.I'm just sad.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114368519950070885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114368519950070885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114368519950070885' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114321050005716848</id><published>2006-03-24T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T06:34:11.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have this uncanny gift for always putting me on the defensive.Is making you feel bad all that I'm capable of doing?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114321050005716848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114321050005716848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114321050005716848' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114304656808867842</id><published>2006-03-22T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T08:56:08.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's completely different when you're mad FOR someone.Things shouldn't be THAT way. :|</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114304656808867842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114304656808867842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114304656808867842' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-114242677771437265</id><published>2006-03-15T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T04:46:17.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes it just hurts too much.But I think I'd rather be miserable trying to comfort you and failing than being happy and being ignorant.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114242677771437265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/114242677771437265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114242677771437265' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113575954304394850</id><published>2005-12-28T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T00:45:43.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Swinging back and forth from utter terror to complete skepticism.There's no comfort for the paranoid.So some things are better left unsaid.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113575954304394850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113575954304394850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113575954304394850' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113465017473832091</id><published>2005-12-15T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T04:36:14.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You learn something new everyday.It's impossible to run out of tears.I learned that the hard way.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113465017473832091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113465017473832091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113465017473832091' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113456868802744812</id><published>2005-12-14T05:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T08:03:31.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I get so scared.I remember in the book "The Notebook." When Alison found out that she had Alzheimer's, she wrote a letter to Noah that said asked him to forgive her on days that she was hard to be around, and to remember that she loved him no matter what. I cried in that part of the book. Actually, I still cry every time I read it.Now I think I now why.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113456868802744812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113456868802744812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113456868802744812' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113421688405042825</id><published>2005-12-10T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T04:14:44.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I've officially done nothing but bum around today, and for that matter the entire second sem so far. :| Shit.I got up at around 10 this morning and had breakfast in bed (a Sausage McMuffin), got up to go downstairs for som fries, then went back to bed. Got up for lunch, and generally just lazed about. Took my brother to my tita's office so he could get tutored. I ended up walking around </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113421688405042825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113421688405042825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113421688405042825' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113414675211291985</id><published>2005-12-09T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T08:45:52.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a real blessing when I can spend the entire morning crying, but end the day without being able to stop smiling. Bad mornings don't dictate bad days. =)Anyway, para kay DudeOne ArtElizabeth BishopThe art of losing isn't hard to master;so many things seem filled with the intentto be lost that their loss is no disaster.Lose something every day. Accept the flusterof lost door keys, the hour </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113414675211291985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113414675211291985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113414675211291985' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113360970066469767</id><published>2005-12-03T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T03:35:00.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>December 2 was one of the best days ever.♥♥♥</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113360970066469767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113360970066469767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113360970066469767' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113317314769168842</id><published>2005-11-28T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T02:24:34.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Need to lose weiiiiight. =|"Bakit pa kailangan magbihisSayang din naman ang pormaLagi lang namang may sisingitSa t'wing tayo'y magkasama"-Gitara, Parokya ni Edgar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113317314769168842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113317314769168842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113317314769168842' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113275853097514707</id><published>2005-11-23T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T07:08:51.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hands down, the best birthday ever. ♥</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113275853097514707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113275853097514707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113275853097514707' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113223413973861388</id><published>2005-11-17T05:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T05:28:59.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'll just assume you're sick of chocolate, and that's why you're going for vanilla now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113223413973861388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113223413973861388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113223413973861388' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113163989920736534</id><published>2005-11-10T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T08:24:59.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dammit, go away. =P</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113163989920736534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113163989920736534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113163989920736534' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-113142503825824323</id><published>2005-11-07T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:43:58.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: so so sadLatest indulgence: candyI want: to fix things na. ;_;Craving: contact with someoneLast Movie Seen: 10 Things I Hate About YouSong I'm Singing: Best of My Love - The EaglesCurrent Project: debut shizzRainbow of the Day: Tara, kasi birthday nya tsaka kasi mahal na mahal ko siya!I feel so sad.I don't have much else to say other than that.I just don't understand... :(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113142503825824323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/113142503825824323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113142503825824323' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112965701217772228</id><published>2005-10-18T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T10:36:52.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: good. :)Latest indulgence: too much food!I want: to lose weeeight! :(Craving: a good movie with someone I missSong I'm Singing: Akin Ka Na Lang - Itchyworms!Current Project: debut preparations XPRainbow of the Day: Ricky. :)Looking at my previous entries makes me feel like an idiot now - why dwell on things I have no control over? It's sembreak - I should just be rejoicing! :DI'm sooo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112965701217772228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112965701217772228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112965701217772228' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112957073627578083</id><published>2005-10-17T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T10:38:56.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>accidentally you say her nameI hatehatehate being jealous.But it's second nature to me to be that way already. :(GRRRR...I get this (ir)rational urge to punch someone - good and solid - right between their eager and assuming eyes.I hate how the world opens up opportunities for my paranoia (or is it my intuition?) to slip in between the cracks and build on my insecurities.I hate how everything </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112957073627578083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112957073627578083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112957073627578083' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112842179831960176</id><published>2005-10-04T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T03:29:58.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, ignore that last entry. I'm sorry if it was so.. psychotic.I'm just really scared now.Please pray for me na lang.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112842179831960176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112842179831960176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112842179831960176' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112833403882045906</id><published>2005-10-03T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T03:07:18.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Remember how I said I wouldn't get hurt?Guess what?I did get hurt.Remember how I said that if that happened, I'd just laugh it off and return the favor?Guess what?It happened...And I cried instead of returning the favor.HAHAHAHAHA!!!Foreshadowing is still my least favorite literary device. Probably because no matter how blatant it is, I can't interpret the fucking foreshadowing clues until it's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112833403882045906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112833403882045906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112833403882045906' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112826201099675166</id><published>2005-10-02T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T09:12:40.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Timing slays me. It really does.*sigh*You are far, when I could've been your star* * *I don't want to talk about that. Have you noticed that I don't care?* * *Gearing up for the stressful week ahead!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112826201099675166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112826201099675166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112826201099675166' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112817484006915612</id><published>2005-10-01T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T06:54:00.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nabanggit ko na ba na madali ako magselos?Alam nyo ba na sobrang possessive ako?Well, wala lang. Naisip ko lang na dapat ninyong malaman.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112817484006915612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112817484006915612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112817484006915612' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112764189610467076</id><published>2005-09-25T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T03:26:59.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haaaay. Badtrip yung game na yun.Kabobohan.Napasuko ako eh.Haaaay. So ilang seasons na yun na talo sa La Salle? Tae, TATLO.-________-;Kawawa naman si Tenorio at Membrere.EDIT: Sige ituloy pa natin ang kalungkutan...I'm sorry I can't step up anymore. I just don't want to.You frustrate me with all your politics and I don't want to care anymore, because as a whole you've started to stop mattering to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112764189610467076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112764189610467076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112764189610467076' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112740121902372734</id><published>2005-09-22T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:32:07.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was not how I wanted my day to end.Too many implications.Foreshadowing has always been my least favorite literary device.I broke the first rule of Sun Tzu's Art of War - I overestimated my own capability, and underestimated that of my opponent. Stupid. Someone put me out of my misery, because apparently I'm too incompetent to do it myself.Now I'm the one with the heavy feeling in my heart.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112740121902372734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112740121902372734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112740121902372734' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112719074431592007</id><published>2005-09-19T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T21:32:24.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sitting in the CTC Comp Lab for the first time. Coolness. I have a lab exam in about two hours, and I haven't studied properly yet, but here I am blogging anyway. Ugh. I have a headache. I left my glasses at home, so I've pretty much been walking around in a blur. It\s hard for me to recognize people more than eight feet away - unless I know you particularly or you're particularly distinctive. *</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112719074431592007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112719074431592007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112719074431592007' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112705055942710050</id><published>2005-09-18T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T06:35:59.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmn.I just realized that in the last two debuts I've attended, people have been calling my attention, because I seem to be spacing out all the time.At Mindy's debut, Perry and Cara kept telling me to snap out of it.Last night, at Pia's debut, Chesca, Tara, Patch, Anna and Anna Mae kept asking me if I was okay, kasi daw mukhang tulala ako.Weird.I guess I've been caught up in thinking stupid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112705055942710050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112705055942710050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112705055942710050' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112688850766196255</id><published>2005-09-16T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T09:35:07.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need hugs and prayers, people.I'm waiting to exhale.Haaay...'Is this the night before I go into no-man's land?'Griffin, you couldn't have expressed it better. But I still need you to chase Sabine. Don't let go of her, okay? She said it best. If you can only love yourself as she loves you, there will be no dislocation - you will be whole. Keep her waiting if you must, but don't make her wait </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112688850766196255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112688850766196255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112688850766196255' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112661955784271086</id><published>2005-09-13T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T06:52:37.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've managed to injure myself get myself injured yet again. This time on my left foot. I now have a decent-sized bruise on my instep.But it's okay. :)Today was still an effing brilliant day. Even if the sun didn't shine, and it was drizzling and my feet and "war tsinelas" got muddy.If only all Tuesdays could be like this. XDD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112661955784271086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112661955784271086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112661955784271086' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112627465298034396</id><published>2005-09-09T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T07:36:53.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today could've been perfect.But it wasn't.Masakit pa rin.Hanggang ngayon pa ba'y pinasasakit mo ako?Tinatamaan pa rin.Today could've been perfect.But instead it was just another colorless day.You make me think that you're doing this on purpose.So stop, and be my rainbow, please?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112627465298034396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112627465298034396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112627465298034396' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112618097741969510</id><published>2005-09-08T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T10:27:23.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love sleeping.I lovelovelovelove sleeping.So I'm especially happy because this afternoon I got to take a two-hour nap, a luxury I can rarely afford. Hah... And because, for once, I actually locked my door, I got two hours of UNINTERRUPTED rest. Two hours of not having annoying people knock at my door and not hearing the loud creak when they open the door to bother me. Two hours of sweet slumber</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112618097741969510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112618097741969510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112618097741969510' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112600251834669084</id><published>2005-09-06T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T03:28:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: really really really happyLatest indulgence: sweets all day!I want: an iPod miniCraving: another one of those mango pastry things my mom brought home from the Edsa Shangri-La BakeshoppeObsessed with: getting an iPod miniLast Movie Seen: I want to watch Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants! :((Song I'm Singing: Stay - CuesheCurrent Project: tanginang CNFRainbow of the Day: too many people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112600251834669084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112600251834669084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112600251834669084' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112591537105637595</id><published>2005-09-05T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T07:34:34.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: lazyLatest indulgence: sweets - screw dieting =pI want: my CNF project to magically do itselfCraving: pizzaFlipping through: Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl ♥♥♥Song I'm Singing: I Will Do Anything for Love - MeatloafRainbow of the Day: toss-up between Kat and Angelo, and M03Instead of being a responsible student, I'm being my usual bum self. I just can't seem to get myself</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112591537105637595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112591537105637595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112591537105637595' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112566471153590191</id><published>2005-09-02T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T05:38:31.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha, Bodi, Justin, and Bobby made me laugh with something today. And because it isn't often that I hear things like what they said very often, I want to keep a record of it here for posterity. Kasi kahit na bola pa yung sinabi nila, natuwa pa rin ako noh. XDD Mababaw na kung mababaw. =pBobby: Si Christa may magandang kabarkada.Me: Hoy, may pito po akong magandang kabarkada!Justin: Maganda kaya </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112566471153590191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112566471153590191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112566471153590191' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112550713179356087</id><published>2005-08-31T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T09:52:11.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Haha, why can't I just walk away?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112550713179356087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112550713179356087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112550713179356087' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112550253607620206</id><published>2005-08-31T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T08:35:36.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: sleepyI want: to not go to school tomorrow or on Friday - HASSLEFlipping through: old blog entries for CNF @_@Song I'm Singing: Head Over Feet - Alanis MorrisetteCurrent Project: trying to figure out what to do for the CNF thingRainbow of the Day: Yeah, from now on, it won't be Angel of the Day anymore. Bago na... Anyway, for today, sabihin na nating lahat na. :)Today was such a tiring </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112550253607620206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112550253607620206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112550253607620206' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112541500030922513</id><published>2005-08-30T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T08:16:40.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: spentLatest indulgence: two cups of Fruit Snow and a Cookies n Cream Dewberry (haha, so much for that diet)I want: to turn into a rainbow! ♥ HAHAHAHAHA!Craving: Burger KingAngel of the Day: Justin, I swear - kitakits sa langit! XDDNot a happy day, but I'm a happier person na.I want to achieve enlightenment and become.. a RAINBOW! No joke. :) That made me really happy kanina.Grabe I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112541500030922513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112541500030922513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112541500030922513' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112523288308362930</id><published>2005-08-28T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T05:41:28.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: boredLatest indulgence: not studyingI want: to talk on the phoneLast Movie Seen: Willy Wonka &amp; the Chocolate FactoryFlipping through: State of War - Ninotchka RoscaSong I'm Singing: Kailan - MYMPCurrent Project: CNF project dapat; planning stuff for the 19thHaha, I'm getting excited for my debut. Malamang mejo vague pa rin yung details, but I'm happy na rin.Things that I already have:- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112523288308362930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112523288308362930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112523288308362930' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112489925709664456</id><published>2005-08-24T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T09:08:14.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shucks, I feel so happy today. :DThanks to all the people who made me really really happy today. :)Especially you and you. :p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112489925709664456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112489925709664456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112489925709664456' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112479668338400704</id><published>2005-08-23T04:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T04:31:23.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My hands are literally shaking from exhaustion.To be honest, the most restful time I had today was during the Botany practicals. Hassle.At least, tapos na. :)I'm going to bed early tonight.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112479668338400704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112479668338400704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112479668338400704' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112472683653491646</id><published>2005-08-22T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T09:07:16.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmn..I'm standing on Kat's cutter.And not on the yellow thing anymore.I'm standing on the plastic thing from where the blade protrudes. The edge.Okay.Let's hope no one pushes me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112472683653491646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112472683653491646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112472683653491646' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112452456309694367</id><published>2005-08-20T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T00:56:03.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: contemplativeI want: to get thinnerCraving: chocolate (hahaha, how ironic)Last Movie Seen: I wanna watch "Must Love Dogs"Song I'm Singing: Talaga Naman - MYMPCurrent Project: looking for gownsI just realized that the hardest thing to achieve in this world is consistency. And not just any kind of consistency - but POSITIVE consistency. It is easy to be excellent once, to make the right </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112452456309694367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112452456309694367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112452456309694367' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112420752233379421</id><published>2005-08-16T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T08:52:02.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: just a little bit stressedI want: a massageCraving: ugh, foooooood.Song I'm Singing: As Lovers Go - Dashboard ConfessionalCurrent Project: studying for taekwondoAngel of the Day: Kat, I ♥ you!Right now, I feel like my head's slowly imploding from the pressure of tomorrow. Well, either that or it's imploding because of the lack of sleep combined with the lack of food (haven't had dinner).</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112420752233379421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112420752233379421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112420752233379421' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112402312519162730</id><published>2005-08-14T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T05:38:45.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YES!!!The winning streak of FEU was broken! YEEEEEEEEEEEES!Fair game na ang championship. :DPUTEK, GO ATENEO!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112402312519162730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112402312519162730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112402312519162730' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112343000551685540</id><published>2005-08-07T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:53:25.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think today I lost a friendship.And I'm having the hardest time convincing myself that it wasn't my fault.This is depressing.For a while, things were really great.Now I feel like we've lost that forever.People who say that friends can't break your heart don't know anything at all. Maybe heartbreak caused by friendship might even be more painful than heartbreak caused by love.In the end, you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112343000551685540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112343000551685540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112343000551685540' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112334945360072017</id><published>2005-08-06T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:54:19.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: LAZYLatest indulgence: eating too much - as usualI want: the new Mojofly CDCraving: peaches and creamLast Movie Seen: Charlie and the Chocolate FactorySong I'm Singing: True Colors - MYMPAngel of the Day: Pam and Nona - for letting me share about the dual significance of August 7SHOUT-OUT:HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICA!!! Love you to the moon and back and back, dear!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112334945360072017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112334945360072017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112334945360072017' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112323922480952105</id><published>2005-08-05T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T03:53:44.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm loving God right now.and He loves me too. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112323922480952105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112323922480952105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112323922480952105' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112317176071708365</id><published>2005-08-04T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T09:09:20.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss writing.I miss writing like I'd burst if I couldn't express myself.I miss writing as if I had truth.I miss writing and how it made me happy.I miss writing violently, like I was pulling something from a well deep within, struggling with something that's an entity outside of me.I miss writing like I was pouring something of myself into words.I just miss writing.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112317176071708365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112317176071708365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112317176071708365' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112314773425964555</id><published>2005-08-04T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T02:28:54.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shit.XDDWhy does it feel like I'm slowly getting into a mess that isn't mine, and technically, should have absolutely nothing to do with me?-__________-;</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112314773425964555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112314773425964555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112314773425964555' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112287476981192114</id><published>2005-07-31T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T07:29:43.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: tiredLatest indulgence: Chewy Chips Ahoy ala modeI want: to sleepCraving: peace of mindSong I'm Singing: Shoot Your Gun - 22-20sCurrent Project: getting ready to do some major Botany crammingAngel of the Day: CaraI think someone's mad at me. :| For reasons that aren't really my fault.I'm tired of feeling bad. I wasn't able to sleep well last night because of it, and considering how much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112287476981192114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112287476981192114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112287476981192114' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112272640789908981</id><published>2005-07-30T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T06:03:34.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: simultaneously in love and heartbroken at the same timeFlipping through: Cyrano de Bergerac by Edmond RostandSong I'm Singing: With A Smile - EraserheadsCurrent Project: wrapping my brain around the play I just watchedAngel of the Day: Haha, Justin - just because of that wonderful, wonderful performanceToday I watched Dulaang Sibol's Cyrano de Bergerac. It was my first time to ever watch</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112272640789908981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112272640789908981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112272640789908981' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112186452659619823</id><published>2005-07-20T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T03:18:47.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gah... My whole body aches. From my shoulders, arms, and neck (because of shooting without stretching first) to my legs, feet, and toes (taekwondo nung Tuesday ;_; ), mashaket. Even the muscles in my tummy hurt (although ewan ko na kung saan nanggaling yun... di naman kami nag-crunches and lifts sa taekwondo). =Mehn.Actually, I'm supposed to be studying for my Botany quiz tomorrow. -_-; Haha, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112186452659619823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112186452659619823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112186452659619823' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112083352547723911</id><published>2005-07-08T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T07:38:45.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just thinking about my debut is stressing me out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112083352547723911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112083352547723911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112083352547723911' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-112005402400337577</id><published>2005-06-29T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T07:07:04.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like my IQ's dropping. @_@</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112005402400337577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/112005402400337577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112005402400337577' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111996506916700478</id><published>2005-06-28T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T06:24:29.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Inside Your HeavenCarrie Underwood (pero Bo Bice pa rin!!!)I’ve been down Now I’m blessed I felt a revelation comin’ around I guess it’s right It’s so amazing Everytime I see you, I’m alive You’re all I’ve got You lift me up The sun and the moonlight All my dreams are in your eyes I wanna be inside your heaven Take me to the place you cry from Where the storm blows you away I wanna be the one to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111996506916700478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111996506916700478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111996506916700478' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111962960349878739</id><published>2005-06-24T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T09:13:23.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Putangina.Di yun nakakatawa.Humanda ka.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111962960349878739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111962960349878739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111962960349878739' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111927150886486759</id><published>2005-06-20T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T05:45:08.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay. Jo just made me realize something that made me feel real guilty.I don't hang out with my block enough. &gt;_&lt;I actually spend more time with the LnK people. Ehe.Finefine, new schoolyear's resolution. Eat LUNCH with Block Y at least three times a week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111927150886486759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111927150886486759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927150886486759' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111915768342931462</id><published>2005-06-18T21:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T22:08:03.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ang bobo talaga. XDDI swear - I'll forever be a victim of Foot-In-Mouth Disease. The world conspires to make me look like a flake.When I plan to go somewhere or do something, something always comes up and never ako natutuloy (which is why I'm learning to be spontaneous na lang).When I say I can't go out, things will manage to free me up and I end up with the opportunity but not the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111915768342931462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111915768342931462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111915768342931462' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111892600874867776</id><published>2005-06-16T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T06:11:39.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: tiredLatest indulgence: donuts!I want: to sleepCraving: ice creamLast Movie Seen: still Mr &amp; Mrs Smith. I want to watch Batman and/or Nasan Ka Man though... XDDFlipping through: A Course In Freshman AlgebraSong I'm Singing: Run - Kitchie NadalCurrent Project: Ma 11 homeworkAngel of the Day: Jomi, for being "so freshman!" with me; Jeloi, for the great time on the ride home :D:D:DDidn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111892600874867776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111892600874867776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111892600874867776' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111883010982905860</id><published>2005-06-15T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T03:08:29.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, rundown on the past two days of actual university life. :))-&gt; shit in Ateneo is expensive (Taekwondo uniforms and midterms, lab gowns, total cost of books, FOOD, etc.)-&gt; I have taekwondo buddies na. XDD-&gt; Bi 11 hopefully isn't going to suck as much as I thought it would.-&gt; I finally learned how to use a microscope properly in Bi 11.1. (I actually had to invent a new term for myself - "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111883010982905860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111883010982905860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111883010982905860' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111833874093709664</id><published>2005-06-09T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T10:39:00.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: hau'oli!Latest indulgence: Nescafe Ice Freeze and a Hot Loops Choco Caramel Crunch donutI want: to figure out the best PE for this sem. I'm totally clueless.Obsessed with: ATENEOFlipping through: the stuff I accumulated at OrSemSong I'm Singing: Ironic - Alanis MorrisetteCurrent Project: reg stuffAngel of the Day: will expound on this laterOrSem was such an experience. It's too much for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111833874093709664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111833874093709664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111833874093709664' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111728961199597996</id><published>2005-05-28T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T07:13:32.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: well, there's no feeling like feeling... =pLatest indulgence: sleeping all dayI want: to chat with Cheng :(Craving: something sweet and fancy like cold cream puffs or the burger from Bite Club that has all that melted mozarella cheeseLast Movie Seen: Star Wars Episode 3: Revenge of the SithSong I'm Singing: I'll Never Smile Again - Frank Sinatra with the Tommy Dorsey OrchestraCurrent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111728961199597996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111728961199597996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111728961199597996' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111668166657179004</id><published>2005-05-21T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T06:21:07.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: tired and a little... wanting? ;)Latest indulgence: a chocolate body scrub and massageI want: well, we can't all have what we wantCraving: more time?Obsessed with: XDD still the same as lastLast Movie Seen: I forgot to mention that I watched Amityville Horror last Wednesday. :)Song I'm Singing: Get Right - J.LoCurrent Project: supposedly the finals for 3rd year and 2nd yearAngel of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111668166657179004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111668166657179004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111668166657179004' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111659596411526853</id><published>2005-05-20T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T06:32:44.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: tiredLatest indulgence: *:)*I want: to sleepCraving: chicken balls with sweet sauce - grrr!Last Movie Seen: Laws of AttractionSong I'm Singing: Caught Up - UsherCurrent Project: supposedly practicing for my recital tomorrow. :(Angel of the Day: Paeng. :)Sportsfest today. Super tiring, but a lot of fun talaga. I enjoyed playing badminton with Jessielyn, and dancing around to the GREAT </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111659596411526853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111659596411526853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111659596411526853' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111599469631721639</id><published>2005-05-13T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T07:43:44.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Minsan may oras talaga na wala na akong pakialam.Well, ngayon yun.Putek. Pwede ba? If you've got a bone to pick with me, then just do it, dammit! Stop avoiding me. *rolls eyes*I'm sorry if speaking my mind hurts you. It's just that I always though it was better to be honest. Maybe you just shouldn't listen if I'm saying things you don't want to hear.I've had enough.Can you just for once stand up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111599469631721639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111599469631721639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111599469631721639' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111573229372116276</id><published>2005-05-10T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:38:13.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Na-delete yung entry na sinulat ko kanina. Olats. GRRRR!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111573229372116276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111573229372116276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573229372116276' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111573103680960406</id><published>2005-05-10T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T06:17:16.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: tiredLatest indulgence: sleeping all dayI want: for things to be clearCraving: Pizza HutLast Movie Seen: The World Is Not EnoughFlipping through: I just finished 'The Class' by Erich SegalSong I'm Singing: Come Away with Me - Norah JonesAngel of the Day: Paul. Wala lang, naaaliw ako.It was Uniform Day a while ago. I realized that I really miss wearing my Poveda uniform. Hot and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111573103680960406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111573103680960406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111573103680960406' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111400616451920198</id><published>2005-04-20T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T07:09:24.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: restedLatest indulgence: margarita slush from Taco BellI want: to go out more. *sighs*Obsessed with: yung mga astig na kanta sa Cd na ni-burn ni Mikee para sa kin.Last Movie Seen: Kung-fu Hustle (again)Flipping through: The Fourth King - Edzard SchaperSong I'm Singing: the new Kitchie Nadal song is stuck in my head. Annoying.Current Project: the quiz for 2-1's English classAngel of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111400616451920198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111400616451920198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111400616451920198' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111298344827257952</id><published>2005-04-08T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T11:09:46.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oo na... Tagal ko nang di nag-bblog. :pNot a lot has happened since the last time I've blogged. Except maybe for three things:1. I'm now disgustingly sappy. It's so not me - I get called cute almost everyday when I start talking about certain things. *cough cough* It's really sick. I'm obsessed na ata.2. I finally found my planet. ♥♥♥3. Miss ko to the max ang PBK.That's it for now, I guess.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111298344827257952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111298344827257952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111298344827257952' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111123890922475748</id><published>2005-03-19T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T05:28:29.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heehee, for someone:Loretta: So you love her for her imperfections?Roscoe: Yes! I love her for everything she is - and everything she's not!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111123890922475748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111123890922475748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111123890922475748' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111116026346594314</id><published>2005-03-18T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T07:37:43.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'v graduated.It doesn't feel real.In other aspects... I ♥ Anna and Pia to the moon and back!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111116026346594314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111116026346594314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111116026346594314' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-111054785237035041</id><published>2005-03-11T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T05:30:52.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sobrang saya ng mga araw ko lately. :) I keep spending them with some of the people I love most.Una yung March 9 - spontaneous day with Dude. :) I had a great day with one of my favorite guys in the world. Saya nung afternoon naming magkasama. Lakas kasi ng trip! Haha - lahat mula sa paghahanap ng mga gradgift, sa pag-upo lang sa Auntie Anne's, sa pagkain sa Popeye's, hanggang sa pagpunta sa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111054785237035041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/111054785237035041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111054785237035041' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110985803826616511</id><published>2005-03-03T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T05:53:58.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: sentiLatest indulgence: internet three times a day!I want: to have someone finish all my work magically for me!Obsessed with: ;p the PBKLast Movie Seen: bits and pieces of 13 Ghosts, A Walk in the Clouds, and An Affair to RememberFlipping through: old lettersSong I'm Singing: I Don't Wanna Wait - Paula ColeCurrent Project: *sighs* wag na!Angel of the Day: :D I'm on senti mode right now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110985803826616511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110985803826616511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110985803826616511' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110976541577916534</id><published>2005-03-02T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T04:10:15.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had so much fun today. :)I ♥ PBK talaga! To the moon and back and back!Today we didn't do anything at all. We started the day with a very irritating grad practice orientation. Then after recess, we had uber-useless Music practice. The PBK mostly hung out together. I stayed with Tara. Mica and Anna hung out together. Pia and Pam helped out their class. Ches was absent. Si Yla naman nawawala. XDD</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110976541577916534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110976541577916534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110976541577916534' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110969821023094691</id><published>2005-03-01T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T09:34:37.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I forgot to say thanks to Trix for a great afternoon.And thanks to someone else for two hours two days ago. :)Tagal ko na rin palang di nag-bblog. Anyway.Wala na naman akong gustong gawin, kaya napadpad uli ako sa Friendster. Naglibut-libot ako sa mga profile ng kung sinu-sino kong kaibigan at di kaibigan hanggang dumating ako sa profile ng isang certain someone. Haha yung certain someone na </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110969821023094691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110969821023094691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110969821023094691' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110967150949695442</id><published>2005-03-01T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T02:05:09.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank you to the Perfect 10 for the best Talaban ever!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110967150949695442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110967150949695442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110967150949695442' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110958359983187765</id><published>2005-02-28T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T01:39:59.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guys, seryoso ayoko na.Wag na lang kaya ako mag-graduate ng high school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110958359983187765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110958359983187765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110958359983187765' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110786720547169770</id><published>2005-02-08T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T04:53:25.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday was definitely an amazing day. :)I woke up at 8:30, and went to Sunday Mass with my family. Then we went grocery-shopping at Hi-Top. I got all my usual baon-slash-comfort food (chocolate caramel pudding, strawberry Jell-O, strawberry Fruit-By-The-Foot, punch Fruit Gushers). Went home for lunch and siesta. Went online, and talked to Ach for a while on the phone. Hehe, we got to catch up a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110786720547169770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110786720547169770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110786720547169770' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110766932327185738</id><published>2005-02-05T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T22:03:16.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, okay... I think I owe this blog a detailed description of what happened last February 4.The day started as a gigantic pot hole. I remember ranting and ranting to Ach (and who ever else would listen) how I just wasn't prepared. I didn't have any clue as to what I was going to wear or what I wanted to look like. I didn't feel prepared mentally or emotionally for everything that could come </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110766932327185738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110766932327185738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110766932327185738' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110758025585259466</id><published>2005-02-04T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T21:10:55.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm bumming around again.I (as usual) have about a million other things to do. But I'm not doing them, because I'm a masochist and I'm hurting myself bit by bit with everything I'm reading, and it feels good.Anna's debut last night. I will definitely remember it as one of the most memorable nights of my life. Gawd... I finally understand what inom-traydor really is. Haha, putek.Anna, I ♥ you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110758025585259466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110758025585259466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110758025585259466' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110483968251384603</id><published>2005-01-04T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T03:54:42.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know I'm supposed to make the customary new year entry before blogging anything else, but I don't have the energy to look at 2004 in perspective yet. I want to blog about today.We had a PBK day today, only Mica was missing. I had a lot of fun with everyone. Golly, it felt good to just hang out outside of school. I love hanging out with my friends outside of school. :)We talked and bummed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110483968251384603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110483968251384603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110483968251384603' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110369653162088979</id><published>2004-12-21T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:22:11.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Early this morning, I managed to accidentally delete a folder of especially meaningful messages from my cellphone. It was my biggest folder, with the best messages. At the least, it contained twenty messages from people who've meant something to me in some form or another, some of them from more than a year ago. These messages weren't quotes. They were real genuine messages for ME that meant the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110369653162088979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110369653162088979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110369653162088979' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110350673265318565</id><published>2004-12-19T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T22:05:18.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: blehLatest indulgence: Go Nuts DonutsI want: to actually DO something todayFlipping through: The Unbearable Lightness of Being - Milan KunderaSong I'm Singing: Tensionado - SoapdishHehe, just in time for Christmas... XDD I suddenly remembered it because of something I saw on Friendster. Wala lang. Let's talk about irony, shall we?"I HATE weddings. I HATE flowers. I HATE dashing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110350673265318565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110350673265318565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110350673265318565' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110335154453438521</id><published>2004-12-17T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T22:32:24.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take my second quiz!Click here!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110335154453438521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110335154453438521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110335154453438521' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110283460992309395</id><published>2004-12-11T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T22:56:49.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Take my quiz!Click here!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110283460992309395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110283460992309395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110283460992309395' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110268526868810097</id><published>2004-12-10T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T06:47:42.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: utterly passionlessLatest indulgence: bumming around when there's loads to be doneI want: to find my driveLast Movie Seen: School of RockSong I'm Singing: Everything Happens To Me - Frank Sinatra; Tommy Dorsey &amp; His OrchestraWala talaga akong gana. I feel so... listless.I have more work to do than I've ever had, but I've never lacked motivation this much.Shit.Someone give my mind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110268526868810097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110268526868810097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110268526868810097' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110215112464317341</id><published>2004-12-04T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T01:05:24.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a great time at Carla's last night - plagued with worries though I might have been. Basta. I had a rocking time pa rin.Special thanks:-&gt; to Karlo, Rapao, Patrick, Raph, VJ, Miggi, Ralph, and Balma who made bowling fun. :D-&gt; to Sannds and Trins for the dancing lessons. XDD Saya (subukan) sumayaw.-&gt; to Pie and Paulo for allowing me to vent my stress frustrations. :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110215112464317341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110215112464317341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110215112464317341' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110190008384696076</id><published>2004-12-01T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T03:21:23.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today has been one of the longest days of my entire life.And yet it's also been one of the most rewarding.I want to apologize for acting like such a brat. I'm not the first person to be over-stretched, and I definitely won't be the last. I'm sorry. I'll try my best to cope better, and I know I'll succeed because I'm not alone. The greatest people are here when I need their help. :)Thank you so</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110190008384696076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110190008384696076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110190008384696076' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110182463695989789</id><published>2004-11-30T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T06:28:25.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know what?Never mind.I'm tired.Golly. Tama na.Too much is too much.Talaban LaBamba Riles Yearbook Debate School LnK People Friends Family Talaban LaBamba Riles Yearbook Debate School LnK People Friends Family Talaban LaBamba Riles Yearbook Debate School LnK People Friends Family Talaban LaBamba Riles Yearbook Debate School LnK People Friends Family Talaban LaBamba Riles Yearbook Debate </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110182463695989789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110182463695989789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110182463695989789' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110172937359730197</id><published>2004-11-29T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T03:56:13.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ayoko pang pumasok bukas!!! :((</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110172937359730197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110172937359730197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110172937359730197' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110147370683107895</id><published>2004-11-26T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T04:55:06.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For Tara, because I thought of this when I read her blog, and because I love her. :)minsan - eraserheadsminsan sa may kalayaan tayo'y nagkatagpuanmay mga sariling gimik at kaya-kanyang hangad sa buhaysa ilalim ng iisang bubongmga sekretong ibinubulongkahit na anong mangyarikahit na saan ka man patungochorusngunit ngayon kay bilis maglaho ng kahaponsana'y huwag kalimutan ang ating mga </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110147370683107895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110147370683107895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110147370683107895' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110129261192878977</id><published>2004-11-24T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T02:36:51.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: satedLatest indulgence: Hazelnut Mocha from StarbucksI want: to do better in schoolObsessed with: RilesLast Movie Seen: Gone with the Wind - the most depressing movie on earth!Flipping through: Inferno - Dante AlghieriSong I'm Singing: I Wanna Dance with Somebody - Whitney HoustonCurrent Project: palancas for Dude and InnaAngel of the Day: StephFirst of all, I'd like to thank </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110129261192878977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110129261192878977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110129261192878977' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110103229310160231</id><published>2004-11-21T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T02:18:13.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, screw being in love with life - El Filibusterismo is driving me crazy!!! DX</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110103229310160231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110103229310160231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110103229310160231' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110091857895393256</id><published>2004-11-19T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T18:42:58.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so in love with being alive.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110091857895393256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110091857895393256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110091857895393256' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110068354406619996</id><published>2004-11-17T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T01:25:44.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to share an over-played and over-sung, but still really nice song. :)Wag na Wag mong SasabihinKitchie NadalMay gusto ka bang sabihinBa't 'di mapakaliNi hindi makatinginSana'y 'wag mo na itong palipasinAt subukang lutasinSa mga sinabi mo na Iba'ng nararapat sa akinNa tunay kong mamahalinHuwag na huwag mong sasabihinNa hindi mo nadama itongPag-ibig kong handangIbigay kahit pa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110068354406619996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110068354406619996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110068354406619996' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110051574429607477</id><published>2004-11-15T02:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T02:49:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After what was probably the most stressful week of my entire academic life, I'm gearing up for another week just like it. Crap.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110051574429607477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110051574429607477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110051574429607477' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3394674.post-110008022540458465</id><published>2004-11-10T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T01:50:25.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feeling: lazy, as per usualLatest indulgence: Strawberry Ice Monster and a Papa Beard Cream PuffI want: aaay... too many thingsObsessed with: ahahaha, let's not go there. ;pLast Movie Seen: Super Size MeCurrent Project: Tara's low-budget birthday gift ;pHere I am, post-IISDC. It was fun, but I think I missed out on not sleeping over at the hotel. Kat and I (PLC-C) broke into octofinals, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110008022540458465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3394674/posts/default/110008022540458465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilvoice.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110008022540458465' title=''/><author><name>Lilith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00583746969330485695</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
