<?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-6849707</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:02:09.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire On Ice</title><subtitle type='html'>...and I'm giving you permission to invade my privacy. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849707.post-6953004758717480902</id><published>2007-10-10T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:43:25.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, I'm still alive. :)
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I received an instant message today from someone who asked me if I still updated my blog. Good, no, excellent question. Now you have your answer. =))
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Not much had changed in the course of eight months. Oh, who am I kidding. :)) So many things have changed. People came and went, as well as things and other events, but in the end, I'm still the same person. Right now, all that I'm looking forward to is Christmas, my birthday, and... I'M GOING TO BE AN UNCLE! :D Oh yeah, oh yeah. :D
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If you're REALLY interested to know what's up, &lt;a href="mailto:shirai024@yahoo.com"&gt;drop me a line.&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-6953004758717480902?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/6953004758717480902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/6953004758717480902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-everyone-im-still-alive.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-5427234042616739566</id><published>2007-02-14T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T19:37:59.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sent flowers and chocolate to her house, and then chatted with her on YM. Told her cheesy shit.
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What? There really isn't much can I do when I'm miles and miles away. :|
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P.S. Yeah, yeah, they told me, too. Medyo pareho kami ni Ken, pero syempre sa kanya mas sweet diba? Parati naman eh! Sorry na, hindi naman ako genius katulad nun. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-5427234042616739566?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/5427234042616739566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/5427234042616739566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2007/02/sent-flowers-and-chocolate-to-her-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-117088044256759810</id><published>2007-02-08T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T04:34:02.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will I lose my dignity,
&lt;br&gt;will someone care?
&lt;br&gt;Will I wake tomorrow
&lt;br&gt;from this nightmare?&lt;/i&gt;
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I never studied this much in my whole life.
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I really am just an average student. Sometimes, I'd fail. Rarely, I'd excel. My main goal each year is just to pass evey subject and get through the year alive.
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Who knew Shirai would get into Pepperdine? Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-117088044256759810?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/117088044256759810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/117088044256759810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2007/02/will-i-lose-my-dignity-will-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-116957203165866696</id><published>2007-01-24T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T01:07:11.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so lazy.
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I WENT HOME AND DIDN'T HARRY POTTER THIS CHRISTMAS. :) I HAD FUN!!!!!!!!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW MUCH I MISSED EVERYONE UNTIL I SAW EVERYONE! SO FAR, CLASSES ARE FINE! I'M HOPING I'LL DO WELL THIS SEM!!!!
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Anyway, I'm back in college. I didn't really, well, miss Malibu during my stay in Manila. It was so good to be home with everyone! I'm glad that not much changed. :)
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Barkada! Band! Family! You guys were the best! I missed all of you. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-116843530830630813?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116843530830630813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116843530830630813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-christmas-and-birthday-were-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-116636802138924942</id><published>2006-12-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T23:07:01.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are so unfair.
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Well, Ken's in the Philippines to celebrate his birthday and Christmas. Miya and Ate Mika are going to Japan to celebrate Christmas with Hiro and their parents. Craig's flying off to Australia the day after break starts (which is the day after tomorrow). My other friends here are driving off to their respective states and stuff.
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Me?
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Not hearing any plans. And it's nearly a week before Christmas AND my birthday.
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What is happening to the world?!?!?!?!? I can imagine myself spending Christmas in the dorms. So Harry Potter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-116636802138924942?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116636802138924942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116636802138924942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/12/some-people-are-so-unfair.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-116489274086352032</id><published>2006-12-02T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T21:20:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I just stop and wonder what I'm doing here.
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Alone (I'm not, but you get what I mean).
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Far away.
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Slowly, but surely getting closed off from your lives.
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I guess I should just accept that this is all going on, right? Nothing can stop it. Nobody can stop it.
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*shakes head*
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&lt;b&gt;Tama na ang pagka-emo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-116489274086352032?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116489274086352032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116489274086352032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-i-just-stop-and-wonder-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-116291604196038731</id><published>2006-11-08T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T00:14:01.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the barkada (the big one) was turned into South Park characters by fantastic little Erin-chan. :) Erin made a South Park version of Miya too, because &lt;s&gt;Miya's her idol&lt;/s&gt; Miya asked her to. How, I don't know, so don't ask. :P
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Once again, thanks 'Rin, hope Sydney's treating you well. :)
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So this is &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;. You should know that. &lt;s&gt;I look like crap.&lt;/s&gt; I'm kidding, Erin. XD
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This is my Parisian special, special, special friend, Michele. Yes, she really dresses like that.
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And this si Miya and her recently bleached hair. I don't know what got into her, but she's lucky she can pull it off. And don't worry, the hair dye isn't permanent. XD
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I still can't get my archives to show.
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PS. Happy birthday, you-know-who-you-are! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-116291604196038731?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116291604196038731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116291604196038731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-barkada-big-one-was-turned-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-116231442463144851</id><published>2006-11-01T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T01:07:04.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;New Layout!&lt;/b&gt;
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Ganado kasi mag-HTML.
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HAHAHA.
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My archives won't show. But oh well. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-116231442463144851?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116231442463144851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/116231442463144851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-layout-ganado-kasi-mag-html.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-115959075264898822</id><published>2006-09-30T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T12:32:32.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I heard about the super-typhoon.
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And the two-day long power outage.
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I trust that everyone's alright though. :)
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YM me, please YM me, so I know what happened to you guys (and how you survived 48 hours without electricity).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-115959075264898822?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115959075264898822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115959075264898822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-heard-about-super-typhoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-115779100382402446</id><published>2006-09-09T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T16:36:43.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Classes have started, and I'm already living on campus.
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Isn't so bad... for now, that is. :P
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I've made some new friends, and oh, I have a roommate! Name's Craig, and he's Chinese-Australian. International student, too. He speaks Chinese the same way I speak Japanese... just conversational. :P 
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And because Lee's asking how my first day in campus housing went, well here you go:
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Me: *enters room and sees roommate fixing stuff out of a box* Hey, roommate!
&lt;br&gt;Roommate: Good day, mate!
&lt;br&gt;Me: *chuckles* Australian? *inwardly wonders why he has chinky eyes* Name's Louie. *extends hand*
&lt;br&gt;Roommate: Actually, Chinese-Australian. *laughs and takes hand and shakes and then lets go* Craig. South American?
&lt;br&gt;Louie: *chuckles* No, Irish-Japanese-Filipino. Or something like that.
&lt;br&gt;Craig: Ahh. Actually, when you came in, I was wondering if you really were my roommate. The name on my paper's Japanese. 
&lt;br&gt;Louie: Haha... well...
&lt;br&gt;Craig: So you came from Tokyo? Speak Japanese?
&lt;br&gt;Louie: Actually, I came from the Philippines. Grew up there. And no, I don't speak much Japanese.
&lt;br&gt;Craig: Likewise, I don't speak Chinese.
&lt;br&gt;Louie: Oh. (now I'm too lazy to type)
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Friendly. &lt;b&gt;Plays soccer.&lt;/b&gt; We may get along well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-115779100382402446?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115779100382402446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115779100382402446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/09/classes-have-started-and-im-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-115539606953822296</id><published>2006-08-12T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:25:56.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sixteen days before classes start. How exciting. :P
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I'll be out of this place (which is Ryo's unit) soon. No more chores, no more errands. Thank you Lord. Joke. :P
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Of course, I'll be missing them. And Mika and Miya, too, who live just below. :) It's really fun just living with your siblings. :D And almost-daily phone calls with Rei... those are fun too. :D But the chores and the errands get quite annoying. Especially when you're the youngest. :P
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"Ru, empty the trash."
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Go away, Ryo."&lt;/b&gt;  
&lt;br&gt;"I'm not kidding." 
&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm on it!"&lt;/b&gt;
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So, yeah, right now, I've been thinking of taking International Business as my major, and Marketing as my minor, but Rin, being the good older sister that she is, spoke to me and said that I may have difficulty in managing my time, so I'm considering some changes. Maybe I should take Intercultural Studies as my minor instead? I mean, it complements my preferred major. Or Multimedia Design? 
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Confuuuused. Friends, help needed over here. I need your wisdom. :P
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Anyway, I can't stay here, because if I do, I'll be driving myself to and fro from school for six hours. I'll die. AND YES, you read correctly! &lt;b&gt;I'm driving myself to school.&lt;/b&gt; For the meantime, I'll be using Jin's old car, which is a red Saturn... but when mom and dad come... hmmmm.... HAHAHAHAHA. :D
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I hope my roommate'll be cool. Or that I won't have a roommate at all. As if. XD
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Ken's starting his classes in thirty-five days (you're lucky, man!). He'll be moving out of Jin's pad too, which is not really necessary, because he'll just be an hour away... but oh well. Miya's lucky, she doesn't have to move out. Her college's only thirty minutes away, and she was, for some reason, not required to live in student housing. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-115539606953822296?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115539606953822296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115539606953822296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/08/sixteen-days-before-classes-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-115272081691808632</id><published>2006-07-13T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T00:14:05.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Green-eyed, brown-haired and tall. (That was how I looked before.)
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Really, really tan, green-eyed (although a bit singkit [my eyes are really getting smaller!]), brown-haired and tall. (This is how I look now.)
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So this is what surfing (or trying to surf) almost everyday does to you? I'm as tan as... I don't know... your brown envelopes? Hahaha... stupid comparison! Well, on surfing, sure I can skateboard, but riding sidewalks is sorta different than riding waves, if you know what I mean. I get majorly wiped-out almost all the time! XD
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Yes, California's fine... it's almost exactly the way I left it three years ago. And if you guys don't remember, I stayed in the States for more or less, five months. I pretty much know my way around, and, in the case that I get lost, I have Ryo, Rin, Mika, Ken and Jin to call, so I have no worries. :D
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(I'm on the issue of my appearance again.) So here, I'm still known as Rui. Still five feet ten (or nine and a half or ten and a half) and passionate about soccer. My eyes are far smaller than they were when I was twelve, and my hair is much browner too, though, but I just wanted to share that. One thing I hate is that I keep on having people asking me if I was part-South American because I have &lt;i&gt;ojos verdes&lt;/i&gt; and I am tan and, yes, brown-haired. &lt;b&gt;No, I'm not, but I wish I was Brazilian&lt;/b&gt; is what I would answer. And before they ask why, I explain that I am part-Japanese, part-Irish (or whatever European country I can think of at that moment... haha) and part-Filipino, and I say that Brazilians &lt;b&gt;are great soccer players and they have a great sense of sportsmanship&lt;/b&gt;.
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Which brings us to the topic of &lt;b&gt;WORLD CUP&lt;/B&gt;, my fave! 
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Congratulations, Italy, for winning! I was so solidly for Brazil (Kaka!), so when they lost, I got pissed and sided with England (Beckham!), who lost also, so I sided with France... who lost too. 
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I'm sorry but, dammit, Zizou, you shouldn't have done that! What a fucking great way to end your WC stint! &gt;:O And I thought I idolized you! You're lucky for getting the Golden Cup still, though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-115272081691808632?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115272081691808632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115272081691808632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/07/green-eyed-brown-haired-and-tall.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-115056090428268082</id><published>2006-06-04T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T00:15:04.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Final na: Pepperdine na.
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Isn't it amazing that the barkada's split up into different colleges (I'm talking about the school barkada)? Sure, we took our Philippine college exams together, and we took the SATs in batches, but look where we were led: I will be in Pepperdine (S'pore Mangement Univ sana pero hindi eh), Lee will be in UP, Mike will be in AdMU, Dan will be in DLSU, Ken will be in Stanford... si Kevs, hindi pa ako sigurado pero alam ko hindi siya papasok sa UP, ADMU, DLSU, Pepperdine o Stanford.
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Galing natin!
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June 17 is THE day. June 10 sana, but I wanted to spend Miya's birthday with, well, Miya, who, in turn, leaves for Cali on June 20 (too much commas on this sentence!). Ken's leaving... I don't know when.
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&lt;b&gt;Ate Mee, 19 ka na!&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-115056090428268082?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115056090428268082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/115056090428268082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/06/final-na-pepperdine-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-114563364264157624</id><published>2006-04-17T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:39:21.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(I'm normally not sentimental nor really inquisitive, but just let this pass.)
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I'm quite fussed that everyone's leaving. Ken. Miya. &lt;i&gt;Everyone else.&lt;/i&gt; Gee, when time comes, I'm going to be left rotting and friendless over here. :-/
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Or not.
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Actually, I was wondering. What if all of these were signs...? Because I sent my applications to Singapore Management University and Pepperdine (parents' choice... and no, I never told anyone about this, except a chosen few XD) and, brace yourselves, &lt;u&gt;I got accepted. In both. No joke.&lt;/u&gt; So now, what if this &lt;i&gt;exodus&lt;/i&gt; is a sign for me to go too? I originally wanted to go to the Ateneo to take up Management Economics, no matter what the case may be, but now that something far better's right in front of me, I suppose I should take the chance...
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Or should I?
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I was surprised when I received Pepperdine's acceptance letter. I really thought I wouldn't get in. I mean, yes, I did fairly ok in the SATs and in the TOEFL, but Pepperdine was said to accept only 28% of its applicants, which is the cream of the crop, which I am not. Guess I just got lucky?
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And SMU? Well, I just thought it would be fun. New culture, new language, new everything. :)
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On a side note, Reiko tells me to go to Pepperdine. It's her dream university. Right in front of Malibu Beach in California, where all the celebrities go. But I don't really share that same interest as her when it comes to that aspect, so I don't know. I've found a course though in Pepperdine that seems to be up to my liking. :)
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So, what do I do?
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(Will write again after some moments of deep thinking. XD)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-114563364264157624?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/114563364264157624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/114563364264157624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-normally-not-sentimental-nor-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-114283927467959938</id><published>2006-03-20T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:38:54.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's officially summer, and I am now officially out of high school. Hahaha!
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Grad was yesterday. I'm proud of you, friends with honors! :) Hahaha... I'm lucky I still got an award. Made my parents happy right there. XD
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Congratulations, graduates of 2006! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-114283927467959938?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/114283927467959938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/114283927467959938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/03/its-officially-summer-and-i-am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-114141008866049644</id><published>2006-03-04T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T02:21:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was my last academic day in LSGH. In a few days, graduation ko na.
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Goodbye high school! I'll miss you! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-114141008866049644?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/114141008866049644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/114141008866049644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-was-my-last-academic-day-in-lsgh.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113722048558094800</id><published>2006-01-14T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T14:34:45.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's Ken's entry for today. It applies to me too. :D (Wala lang. 
Nakakatamad mag-type eh. XD)
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Come a little closer, flicker in flight&lt;/b&gt; 
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Watched Romeo and Juliet last night (yes, the one featured in Spongecola's 
Gemini music video) with the two barkadas, Fyrwrks and Cynix. :) We took up 
a few rows in the middle. :D We also got the tickets for a cheaper price! 
Astig talaga ang maraming connections. XD My sister and her batchmates were 
required to watch the play, so, yeah. And I think Eric, or lone XS-er, was 
required too. XD&lt;/i&gt; (My sister's required too! Hahaha... malamang, pareho tayong twins eh! And we were born on consecutive days! XD)&lt;i&gt; 
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What can I say? Well... it was cool, I guess. Every cent that I shed got its 
worth, I'm sure of that. :D The costumes didn't really match the setting on 
the stage and some of the props, but hey, that's art. XD 
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Also, the play was quite different from how I was expecting it to be... and 
no, not that it was worse or anything. I was expecting the play to be like 
the SC video... which it wasn't, but that's alright. XD 
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And, we watched Spongecola play at the end. Oh yeah, I actually thought Yael 
was Romeo, but Jill told me that it was Yanny.&lt;/i&gt; (Ok, I knew Romeo wasn't 
Yael.)&lt;i&gt;
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So there. :D Synk's learning to play Gemini now. We'll see if we can make
our own version. Ha, ha and ha! :D&lt;/i&gt;
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Yan ang AdMU merit scholar kong kabarkada!:D
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By the way, I got in Ateneooooooo! :) I'm sooooo glad! And La Saaaaaalle! :) Hahaha!!! I'll just wait for the universities I applied to in the States, 
and then I'll decide! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113722048558094800?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113722048558094800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113722048558094800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2006/01/heres-kens-entry-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113533288829069084</id><published>2005-12-23T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T18:24:13.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uy. Birthday nila Ken and Sara today. Party mamaya. Yeeeey! XD
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So surprise party namin ni Rei kagabi. The best! :)
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At around 8:30 to 9, Rei and I were kidnapped by Miya's college friends. Grabe, nakakahiya, naka-basketball wear pa naman ako, since I just came home from Kyle's, where I played with him and Eric (hmm... nagtaka nga ako nung nalaman kong hindi pupunta sila Mike, Ken and Alex eh). &lt;i&gt;In fairness&lt;/i&gt;, galing ng modus operandi nila ah... complete with the black bonnets and van! I swear, I thought it was the end of me! And Rei actually cried!
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So... yeah, we got to Miya's place (venue ng LAHAT). I was sooo happy when I saw everyone there! :) My school barkada, my out-of-school barkada, my band, my family (yes, &lt;i&gt;ate&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;kuya&lt;/i&gt; came home!), my other friends, my sister's friends... lots of people! :) The party ended at 3:30 to 4 AM! My sister and I slept over at Miya's and helped clean up the place as soon as we woke up nga eh. Talaga... so much people came... I didn't even know a lot of them! Haha... party-crashing na ba ang bagong trend? XD
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Anyway, thanks to everyone who came! :) My sister and I really appreciate it! :) Na-amaze tuloy ako sa barkada ko. How can you guys get so much people in so little time? Miya said you only started planning the day before!!! Hahaha... thanks talaga, see you guys in a few hours! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113533288829069084?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113533288829069084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113533288829069084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/12/uy.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113489973954214666</id><published>2005-12-03T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:55:39.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's December! :)&lt;/b&gt;
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Christmas is coming soon.
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Someone's birthday is coming soon too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113489973954214666?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489973954214666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489973954214666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-december-christmas-is-coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113489961919790404</id><published>2005-11-26T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:53:39.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gig number two: 28th of November 2005. No band practice what so ever, prior to the gig itself... but it went well.
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I'm glad, so glad. :)
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And I love YOU! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113489961919790404?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489961919790404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489961919790404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/11/gig-number-two-28th-of-november-2005.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113489946931809205</id><published>2005-11-16T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:51:09.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My twin sister Rei and I watched Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with Miya and her boy(space--daw)friend. (Sheesh, just admit it already Mee!)
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All I can say is... them actors really changed a lot already! :O (Pahabol: it was an okay movie. XD)
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And Mister Marvin told me, "why didn't you audition for the role of Harry Potter, Louie? You should've, you'd suit the role. I mean, you have THE green eyes already, and the accent should be easy for you."
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Ang sagot ko? "I... well... I... have brown hair...?" (And imagine the people's reactions if they found out that the part was played by a half-Japanese-boy-who-doesn't-look-half-Japanese!)
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Cue laughter. Pero talaga nga. Harry Potter should have green eyes and jet black hair, right? It says so in the book! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113489946931809205?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489946931809205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489946931809205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-twin-sister-rei-and-i-watched-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113489873213816293</id><published>2005-10-28T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:38:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This Halloween, I plan to be an MIB person. Oo, Men In Black... sleek and stylish black business suit-ish outfit. Kailangan ko nalang ng partner-in-crime. And a pug. XD Para fun. But if I don't find a partner by, say, 4PM, then I'll just be some punk rocker boy. That'll be fun too. XD
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Yeah, maybe I can bring Cicero! :D (On second thought, wag nalang. Someone might just spill vodka or beer on em or something and I. WILL. DIE.)
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Four halloween parties tonight and tomorrow night! Who's the mean partying machine?!?
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Hahahaha... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113489873213816293?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489873213816293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489873213816293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-halloween-i-plan-to-be-mib-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113489826223379457</id><published>2005-09-27T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:31:02.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided not to make myself a layout anymore.
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I'll just wait for someone to make me one! Like this...
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*waits*
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;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113489826223379457?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489826223379457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489826223379457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/09/ive-decided-not-to-make-myself-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-113489800104009791</id><published>2005-08-13T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T17:26:41.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the 12th of August 2005 was my first official gig with my baby, &lt;b&gt;Cicero&lt;/b&gt; (gitara 'to!) and THE band.
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Yee-hah! :) I'm proud! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-113489800104009791?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489800104009791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/113489800104009791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/08/on-12th-of-august-2005-was-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-112280245991677294</id><published>2005-07-31T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T17:34:19.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just went blog-hopping and I'm proud to say that I'm thankful that I decided not to take the UPCAT. :) My free time is bordering on unlimited compared to those who are taking it. :D 
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By the way, a band "adopted" me. *cheers* You can call me a guitarist now. :D
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NEWS FLASH! I'm &lt;i&gt;trying&lt;/i&gt; to work on a new layout! Expect changes. Well, maybe it's better if you don't. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-112280245991677294?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/112280245991677294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/112280245991677294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-went-blog-hopping-and-im-proud.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111812835350132947</id><published>2005-06-07T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T15:12:33.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Hala, pasukan na naman...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111812835350132947?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111812835350132947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111812835350132947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/06/hala-pasukan-na-naman.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111397908043516833</id><published>2005-04-20T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:38:00.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WARNING! Long entry!&lt;/b&gt;
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I'm finally home! :)
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Let's go through the "Singa-trip" (coined by Rei) day by day, shall we? XD
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&lt;b&gt;Day 1:&lt;/b&gt; It took approximately 3 hours to get to Singapore. Singapore Airlines is hella cool. The movies they showed and the music they played onboard rocked! :) At the airport, Uncle Francis picked us up in his Volvo, and in there, he played tourist guide. He told us a bit about Singapore. XD At my uncle's flat, we dropped off our stuff. Uncle Francis lives right smack where the happenings were, well, happening. XD Well, as it turns out, in the three-bedroom unit, one bedroom belongs to my uncle (where I stayed), another bedroom belongs (belonged, actually) to my grandparents (where my parents and sister stayed-- my grandparents moved out), and the last bedroom was used as a den/storage room. After showing us around his unit, Uncle Francis took us to this Japanese restaurant for dinner.
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&lt;b&gt;Day 2:&lt;/b&gt; "Perfect palang katabi si Louie... hindi gumagalaw at hindi maingay," Uncle Francis said, practicing his Tagalog. Yup, we were roommates. He didn't know that I barely slept. Hahaha! I had a hard time sleeping... XD Anyway, we (our family plus my uncle) joined a city tour! Took pics and stuff. Acted touristy. :)
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&lt;b&gt;Day 3:&lt;/b&gt; Went to Sentosa Island! It was okay, though it did change a bit from what I remembered it to be years ago. :)
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&lt;b&gt;Day 4:&lt;/b&gt; In the morning, I went out with Rei. We walked along the long stretch of Orchard Rd and checked out all the malls and possible hang-outs. XD I treated Rei to an ice cream sandwich before going back to the flat. Hehe... I'm a good little brother. XD The rest of the day was spent with Mom and Dad. At night, we joined the Night Safari. Fun. XD
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&lt;b&gt;Day 5:&lt;/b&gt; Rei and I bonded with Uncle Francis, as Mom and Dad had an appointment with some business guy. Uncle Francis taught us how to take the subway, and he showed us where all the stops led to. Was cool. XD Along the way, he told us about his life and stuff. We told him about our lives too. Hehe... XD Aside from that, I laid my eyes on this management university. *hint*
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&lt;b&gt;Day 6:&lt;/b&gt; Joined this drive to Malaysia thing. It's practically just crossing the border of Singapore and Malaysia, and looking over Singapore while standing on Malaysian land. Yeah.
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&lt;b&gt;Day 7:&lt;/b&gt; Spent the day with Dad. He bought me an iPod mini! :) Upon learning that it was sold for a cheaper price there, than it is over here, I did everything to convince my dad to get me the green iPod mini I wanted for the longest time. Now, I must maintain an average higher than 85 next school year. XD I got songs from my uncle's PC. He had pretty cool songs in there. 
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&lt;b&gt;Day 8:&lt;/b&gt; Went to mass. Ate out. Was okay. XD Dad's friend called. Apparently he learned that we were in Singapore and he invited us over at his resort in Bali, Indonesia. Dad said yes. Uncle Francis got us a flight (he works as a pilot for Singapore Airlines) and went back to work. XD
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&lt;b&gt;Day 9:&lt;/b&gt; My family went shopping for beach stuff.
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&lt;b&gt;Day 10:&lt;/b&gt; Flew to Bali in the late afternoon. I spent the whole morning running errands (read: buying stuff for mom) and part of the afternoon trying to pack my stuff into my suitcase. I'm lousy at it. XD
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&lt;b&gt;Days 11, 12 and 13:&lt;/b&gt; Stayed in Bali. :) Dad's friend's resort is HUGE. It even has it's private beach! We stayed in this villa which had it's own pool. I swam every single day! :) We went white water rafting, where Rei nearly fell off the raft! XD It was hot, though it rained every afternoon. I'm proud to say I still got darker! XD There was also an earthquake! But it wasn't too hard at the place where we were. Thankfully. :) I also tried out golf, and I sucked. Yup, I love soccer more. XD
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&lt;b&gt;Day 14:&lt;/b&gt; Flew back to Singapore. Uncle couldn't pick us up himself as he was back to flying, so it was his friends who picked us up. Both used Porsches! Man, they have great cars back there! :O Anyway, I helped Mom make dinner that day. We didn't go out to eat.
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&lt;b&gt;Day 15:&lt;/b&gt; I spent the whole day by myself. :) Aside from the money that I had (yup, my "savings"), my parents gave me money and told me I could buy whatever I wanted! :D I bought CDs, and a cap, a new soccer ball, among lots of things. I got myself new sneakers too. Black G-unit sneakers! XD
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&lt;b&gt;Day 16:&lt;/b&gt; I went with my family to buy stuff for the people at home. Panic! Last-minute buying! Haha! I bought pasalubongs for mi amigos. :) Haha... I was able to get some of what my kabarkadas were requesting. Yes, I got your iPod protectors! Dan said they were cheaper in Singapore eh. XD Oh, and my uncle went back to Singapore so he could see us off. 
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&lt;b&gt;Day 17:&lt;/b&gt; It took me long again to fix my suitcase! I'm really a lousy packer! I barely had sleep because of packing! Well, aside from that, I was also sidetracked because my Uncle was chatting with me. I told him I had ideas of studying in Singapore (hehe, yup, in that mangement university). He said he would help me if ever, because he knew people from there, and if ever (again), I could stay with him. I said thank you, and I'll think more about it. XD So anyway, we went to the airport three hours early for our flight. Dad and I used their free internet as my mom and sister went for more shopping. I posted an entry while I was there! :) Flew back to Manila. 
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Now I'm here. The end. I warned you, it was a long entry. ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111397908043516833?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111397908043516833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111397908043516833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/04/warning-long-entry-im-finally-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111390941393121681</id><published>2005-04-19T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T14:22:03.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in Changi Airport, Singapore! ^_^ They have free internet!!! :O I'll be home real soon! In the meantime...
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This is from an e-mail from the barkada ygroup. Dare daw i-post sa blog. &lt;i&gt;Sure, why not?&lt;/i&gt; XD
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Message: Oo at hindi lang. Walang depende. Lagyan m0 na rin kung bakit. Ok?
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A. NAGAWA mo na bang..
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1. Maglakad sa kalye khit d ka pa nagsusuklay at hihilamos sa umaga?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi pa. Hehe... mahirap yata yon. XD
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2. Tumawid sa baha ng Espana?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi pa. Pero pwede kong subukan.
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3. Maligo sa ulan na walang undrware?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi pa. Nuff said. XD
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4. Tumawid sa no jaywalking zone?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo. Ilang beses na... XD
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5. Magdial ng mga number sa telepono ng mga taong d mo kilala?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo, syempre. "Hello, Maynilad po, paki-tingnan nga po kung tumatakbo ang metro nyo." &lt;i&gt;"Sandali lang. *checks* Tumatakbo naman."&lt;/i&gt; "Paki-habol po." HAHAHAHAHAHAH! Prank calling with Ryo and Hiro! ^_^
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6. Maglagay ng thumbtacks sa upuan ng teacher mo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi pa.
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7. lumambitin sa puno ng aratilis?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi. Di pwede sa akin yon. XD
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8. Magsulat sa puno?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo. Hehe... Mike loves... Hahahah! ^_^
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9. Umakyat sa bakod ng school?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi. Mahirap akyatin ang bakod ng school namin. XD
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10. Magpanggap na ibang tao sa telepono?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hehehe... oo. ^_^
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11. Isumbong ang kaklase mong pinakopya mo na nataasan ka pa?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi. Di pa nangyayari sa akin yon. ^_^
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12. Halikan ang crush mo habang tulog?&lt;br&gt;
~ Er... hehe... hindi. ^_^
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13. Awayin ang school guard nyo?&lt;br&gt;
~ School guard? Hindi pa. Guard sa Galleria, oo. ^_^
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14. Isigaw ang pangalan ng kasama mo sa sinehan sa kalagitnaan ng inapanood nyo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo! ^_^ While watching The Notebook... "LEE, STOP CRYING!" (Sorry, Lee. ^^ Nakaganti ka naman, diba?)
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15. mag- impersonate ng ibang tao sa harap ng maraming tao?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi... hehe, subukan ko kaya?
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16. sumayaw ng waltz sa sm?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi... ^_^
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17. sumigaw ng napaka lakas sa campus at sa labas ng school nyo, yung tipong nag-tinginan lahat ng tao.&lt;br&gt;
~ Haha! Oo, nagawa ko na yon! *proud*
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(7 pts)
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B. KAYA mo bang..
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1. Mag shop lift?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo. XD Mentos sa Candy Corner. XD
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2. Pindutin ung fire alarm sa bldg nio?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo. ^_^ Nagawa ko na yon... nung fire drill. Kaso, bago ko pa pindutin, tumutunog na siya. XD
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3. Tapikin sa balikat ung priest sa simbahan?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi... XD
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4. Patayin ung speaker o ung microphone while someone's using it?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi.. XD
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5. Matulog ng walang damit sa ibang bahay?&lt;br&gt;
~ Uh... hindi.. XD
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6. Dayain ang grades mo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo. Hanggang quizzes lang though; yung tipong classmate mo yung magchecheck. XD 
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7. Magbihis sa harap ng mga tao.&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo naman. XD
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8. Itago ang phone ng kaibigan mo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Ehehe... oo. Sorry, Lee! :O
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9. Mag pretend na galit sa friend mo?
~ Oo. Hehe... though wala akong karapatang magalit sa kanya. ^_^
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10. Manutok ng baril?
~ Oo. Pero dapat toy gun lang. XD
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(7 pts)
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C. GINAWA mo na bang?
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1. Makipag live in sa bf/gf ng best friend mo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi. Got no plans of doing that. 
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2. Makipag date sa crush ng bestfriend mo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo... pero hindi na siya crush ni Lee noon. Yata. (Ano ba yan, papatayin na ko ni Lee nito...)
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3. Mang agaw ng bf/gf ng may bf/gf?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi. No plans of doing this either.
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4. Magtulak ng drugs?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi. No to drugs!
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5.Mag utos ng tao para pumatay?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi pa. I'd rather do it myself. Hyaaakk, yabang! XD
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6. Magpanggap na patay ka na?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo. Pero joke lang yon.
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7. Mangolekta ng limos sa kalsada?&lt;br&gt;
~ Uh... sa corridor sa school, oo. Noong grade school pa. Naka-forty pesos din ako non. XD
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8. Magpanggap na mahal mo ang isang tao?&lt;br&gt;
~ Hindi pa. 
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9. Maglagay ng patay na ipis sa upuan ng kaaway mo?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo! XD
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10. Magpadala ng death threat?&lt;br&gt;
~ Oo! XD
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(4 pts)
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Bilangin mo ung yes mong sagot then ilagay mo sa title ng message na ito, kapag 15 pataas ung yes mo, WELCOME TO THE CLUB ng mga taong malalakas magtrip!!!
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15+ - you're cool! sarap mo kasama!! Hayop ka, lahat nalang ng trip sa buhay ginawa mo na.. ewan ko ba, siguro meron pa jang mas grabe na ginawa mo!! YOU'RE IN!!!&lt;br&gt;
14 to 11 - malapit lapit ka na... konting lakas na lang ng loob!! YOU'RE OUT!&lt;br&gt;
10 - 7 - uh... no comment. &lt;br&gt;
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Isa akong taong malakas magtrip! :O Haha... I kinda miss speaking Tagalog. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111390941393121681?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111390941393121681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111390941393121681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-in-changi-airport-singapore-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111216713670719420</id><published>2005-03-30T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:18:56.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just learned now that we're (WE meaning Mom, Dad, Rei and I) going somewhere. Singapore. I've been there once before, and I was much younger then. I remember I even saw Ken and Sara there.
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Mom knows Singapore like she was raised there, probably because she's been there more than ten times in her lifetime. I'm not lying. Anyway, I'm not sure of the purpose of our stay there... yet. All I know is that we'll be staying in my mom's brother's three-bedroom flat (my pilot uncle, that's him), and I'll be sharing rooms with my uncle himself. He's nine to ten years older than Ryo (which makes him 31 to 32 years old), and he's fun. He chats on Y!M! XP (Come to think of it, I don't know why my uncle owns a three-bedroom flat... he lives there on his own, he's not even married, and he's away most of the time!)
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Seventeen days, starting April 3. That's too long to be away, isn't it? :|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111216713670719420?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111216713670719420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111216713670719420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-just-learned-now-that-were-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111216706757211872</id><published>2005-03-29T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:17:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Reiko, Louie, &lt;i&gt;spring clean&lt;/i&gt; your rooms tomorrow. No buts."
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Mom decided, last Wednesday, to coerce Rei and I to &lt;i&gt;spring clean&lt;/i&gt; our rooms. I didn't want to, neither did Rei, but when Mom says we have to and &lt;i&gt;no buts&lt;/i&gt;, then we simply had no right to refuse. As if we were going to try to.
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So Thursday came. (Remember, SC is spring cleaning.)
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7 AM - Rei wakes up.&lt;br&gt;
7:30 AM - Louie wakes up.&lt;br&gt;
7:45 AM - Rei and Louie watch TV. Mom reminds both of them of what they're supposed to be doing.&lt;br&gt;
10 AM - Rei starts SC. Louie plays PS2.&lt;br&gt;
12 NN - Lunch. Rei stops from SC. Louie stops from playing PS2.&lt;br&gt;
1 PM - Rei resumes, warning Louie to start SC too. Louie refuses and uses the PC instead.&lt;br&gt;
1:30 PM - Louie finally starts doing what he's supposed to do. XD&lt;br&gt;
3:30 PM - Louie stops to eat. Louie invites Rei. Rei complies.&lt;br&gt;
4 PM - Both resume SC.&lt;br&gt;
7 PM - Dinner. Both stop from SC. Louie says he's nearly done. Rei says she's far from finishing. After eating, both return to their rooms with extra-large garbage bags in tow. Louie brought two bags with him.&lt;br&gt;
7:45 PM - Both resume SC.&lt;br&gt;
8:30 PM - Louie finishes alive (!!!), with one garbage bag full of trash, another garbage bag filled with clothes, toys and other articles he wants to give away, and a spotless room. Louie is happy. Mom is happy too. Rei is furious; she isn't finished yet. XP&lt;br&gt;
11:30 PM - Rei finishes also alive, but with just one garbage bag full of trash and other stuff she doesn't want (You should've gotten two bags, Rei!). Rei is happy. Mom is happier. Louie is asleep... and happy too, I guess. :)
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It took me around six hours to clean out my room (along with my bathroom, drawers, cabinets, closets, etc). Lots of memories came back when I was going through my clothes, toys and other stuff. I found cellphone casings for my old cellphones, broken toy parts, old diskettes, empty disc cases, defective pens, candy wrappers, crumpled paper, and much more, along with dust. The garbage bag was really full of trash. XD (Oh, and there are actually no insects in my room, I'm glad. I used to think there were bugs or something somewhere. XD)
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On the other hand, the other bag was full too (remember I got two bags?), but with stuff I was going to give away (of course they're in good condition... you can really use them XD). I call it the give-away bag. I put lots of toys and lots of old clothes and clothing articles in it. I never really realized I had so much shirts, rubber shoes and socks. XD I never realized I had four skateboards too. One wasn't even used yet. I put two in the give-away bag (syempre, I kept the dark green one with glow in the dark markings XD). I think that bag's going to an orphanage or something... or to our drivers' sons. Basta, it's going to some place where people want and need it.
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Hmm. I feel like a good person all of a sudden. :) A good person in a clean and spacious room. Haha! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111216706757211872?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111216706757211872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111216706757211872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/03/reiko-louie-spring-clean-your-rooms.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111155921655672685</id><published>2005-03-22T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T14:26:56.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Regarding my previous entry, I received some reactions. All were of support. Thank you very much! :) They made me happy. :)
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Anyway, I've made my mind!
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I'll be taking the entrance exams of DLSU, ADMU, UA&amp;P and some other school(s) in some other country(ies). I'll leave my parents to decide which one(s).
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I'm thinking whether I should take the entrance exam of UP (UPCAT) but I'm having this feeling of reluctance, and I'm more inclined to NOT taking it, rather than taking it. I'm still open to changes though.
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I'll be taking those college review sessions after all. XD See you guys there... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111155921655672685?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111155921655672685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111155921655672685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/03/regarding-my-previous-entry-i-received.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-111131469063525654</id><published>2005-03-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:31:30.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here I am, sneaking between "study period" and posting in my almost-never-updated blog.
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My third year of high school is nearly ending. One more year, and I'll be out of this country, reaping the benefits of being a citizen of the world. Uh-huh, sure, Louie.
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Last night, when I finished studying for today's exams, I thought of life after high school (if there is, haha). It's so not me, yes, true... but, you see, I'm considering my parents' suggestion of taking college abroad. I know I'm not one of those super students who end up getting scholarships to Harvard and Yale. Yes, folks, the one typing over here is just a normal high school kid who lazes around on weekdays, goes out with his friends on Fridays after school, attends to his extracurricular activities on weekends, finishes his homework right before submitting it, and manages to pass his subjects all the while... BUT THEN, when the hardworking-and-studious ME kicks in, I actually &lt;u&gt;excel&lt;/u&gt;. Believe me, that part of me exists... a few of my grade school years and the first half (first and second quarters) of first year high school bore witness to it. XD
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My parents first spoke to me about their suggestion after my grade school graduation. I remember we were eating in this restaurant in Makati Shangrila for my post-grad celebration, and they asked me if I had any plans for my future. I said I was thinking of a Management-, Economics-, Law- or Computer-related course in college (kind of far apart nga), but I still wasn't sure. They asked me where I wanted to study, I answered that I wouldn't mind studying anywhere, as long as it lands me on a job that can support my (extravagant) necessities. They told me that I had everything it took and if I just worked properly, I could enter an excellent college somewhere out there. I was touched, of course, because they acknowledged the fact (is it, or is it not? XD) that I, of all people, had the ability to enter some prestigious university in who knows where.
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Hehehe... but really, my parents are willing, my parents' pockets are willing (haha); it's just all up to me. Taking college abroad apparently opens more possibilities than taking college here in the Philippines... even though it means you'll start all over again and become a loner for quite a while. 
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Hmm. I've got one last year left to think about it, fortunately. For the mean time, I've got a Chem exam to pass. Time to go back to study. *sigh* It's been a long time since I actually typed in some sense into this blog... XD
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P.S. I ended up wearing a suit to the prom. A dark green suit. I'll post about it some other time... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-111131469063525654?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111131469063525654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/111131469063525654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-here-i-am-sneaking-between-study.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110879266379722349</id><published>2005-02-19T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T13:57:43.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My grades are fine. The lowest grade I got was in Science (79-- panira!!), and the highest was in PE (96). My general average is 88. Thank you God. Hehe... ^_^
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Lapit na prom. Binigay yung invitations kahapon.
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Hair, check. Shoes, check. Date, check (haha!). Corsage, check. Everything else, check. Suit, che... SUIT!?
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Haha, don't take it differently, I have a suit... but I just don't want to wear it! I want to wear something else and stand out (in a good way syempre). But what?
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Hay, tingnan nalang natin. }:-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110879266379722349?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110879266379722349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110879266379722349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-grades-are-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110856385867496181</id><published>2005-02-16T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T22:24:18.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I sent flowers with her name to her classroom, and called her during dismissal time. 
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"Hey! Happy Valentines day!"
&lt;br&gt;"You too!"
&lt;br&gt;"You got the flowers?"
&lt;br&gt;"Yah, thanks! They're beautiful!"
&lt;br&gt;"Good to know you liked them. Haha... hey, what would you do if I told you I'm right outside your school gate?" 
&lt;br&gt;"Um... I'd laugh?"
&lt;br&gt;"Hmm... I see. Well, I guess you could start laughing now."
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I'm posting about Valentines day. Would you believe? Haha.. it's something to be proud of kasi. :)
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Anyway, report card day bukas! :O I hope my average's higher than 85. Hehe... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110856385867496181?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110856385867496181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110856385867496181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-i-sent-flowers-with-her-name-to-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110473600308253793</id><published>2005-01-02T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T15:06:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing like a survey and a new layout to start the year..
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+BASICS+ &lt;br&gt;
(1) name- louie :)&lt;br&gt;
(2) piercings- none &lt;br&gt;
(3) tattoos- none&lt;br&gt;
(4) height- 5'9", more or less...&lt;br&gt;
(5) shoe size- 9 to 11... hehe...&lt;br&gt;
(6) hair color- black na brown...&lt;br&gt;
(7) hair length- not short, not long...&lt;br&gt;
(8) siblings- 1 older brother, 1 older sister, 1 twin sister (uyy... ken, pareho tayo o! hehe :D)&lt;br&gt;
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+LAST+ &lt;br&gt;
(9) movie you rented- i don't remember...&lt;br&gt;
(10) movie you bought- white chicks? i think...&lt;br&gt;
(11) song you listened to- baby it's you by jojo feat bow wow&lt;br&gt;
(12) song that was stuck in your head- it's either all you need is love by the beatles or sige by 6cyclemind.. hehe... :)&lt;br&gt;
(13) CD you bought- collision course by lp and jay-z! hahah...&lt;br&gt;
(14) CD you listened to- the one in my stereo yata... yung kay mike...&lt;br&gt;
(15) person you've called- miya. :D "uh... mi? i think i need help.." &lt;br&gt;
(16) person that's called you- si miya rin. "you missed a dumb closing tag, weirdo!" haha... &lt;br&gt;
(17) TV show you've watched- spongebob yata...?&lt;br&gt;
(18) person you were thinking of- uh... myself?&lt;br&gt;
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+DO+ &lt;br&gt;
(19) you have a bf or gf- right now... no. MU, meron. hehe... XD&lt;br&gt;
(20) you have a crush on someone- yeah! woohoo! XP&lt;br&gt;
(21) you wish you could live somewhere else- not really, but california would be great, if ever... or tokyo, or even osaka..&lt;br&gt;
(22) you think about suicide - i DO think about it, but i won't do it... coz it's stupid. really!&lt;br&gt;
(23) you believe in online dating? i'm not sure if it works, but i think it's better to be REALLY dating, as in yung totoo. diba? hehe...&lt;br&gt;
(24) others find you attractive- i don't know&lt;br&gt;
(25) you want more piercings- i don't have any nga eh!&lt;br&gt;
(26) you drink- yup...&lt;br&gt;
(27) you do drugs- nope. i'm good. O:D&lt;br&gt;
(28) you smoke- no&lt;br&gt;
(29) you like cleaning- not really... hehe...&lt;br&gt;
(30) you like roller coasters- yeah!! woohoo :)&lt;br&gt;
(31) you write in cursive or print- any..&lt;br&gt;
(32) you carry a donor card - nope&lt;br&gt;
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+FOR OR AGAINST+ &lt;br&gt;
(33) long distance relationships- for... i mean, if it works naman, bakit hindi?&lt;br&gt;
(34) using someone- against&lt;br&gt;
(35) killing people- against!!!&lt;br&gt;
(36) teenage smoking- against... pero kayo bahala... XP&lt;br&gt;
(37) premarital sex- uh... against?&lt;br&gt;
(38) driving drunk- against! it kills!!!&lt;br&gt;
(39) gay/lesbian relationship- against... &lt;br&gt;
(40) soap operas- ...for? mwahaha... if you want to waste your time crying, go ahead!&lt;br&gt;
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+FAVORITE+ &lt;br&gt;
(41) food- lots... mwahaha... i'm not picky with food. :D&lt;br&gt;
(42) song- lots! i don't really sing though... hehe...&lt;br&gt;
(43) thing to do- lots! haha... soccer, watching tv, etc!&lt;br&gt;
(44) thing to talk about- any... kahit tsismis! :P&lt;br&gt;
(45) sport- soccer! yeah, man! :D&lt;br&gt;
(46) drink- any! alcoholic o non-alcoholic! mwahahaha...! :D&lt;br&gt;
(47) clothes- i like shirts. :D&lt;br&gt;
(48) movie- lord of the rings trilogy, matrix trilogy, star wars... a lot! :D&lt;br&gt;
(49) band/singer- linkin park, usher, g unit, outkast, a lot! :D&lt;br&gt;
(50) holiday- christmas? birthday? both? haha...&lt;br&gt;
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+HAVE YOU+ &lt;br&gt;
(51) ever cried over a guy/girl- don't think so...&lt;br&gt;
(52) ever lied to someone - yup.. :P&lt;br&gt;
(53) ever been in a fist fight- not a really bad one... parang lang. with my kuya. but we were just playing. hehe...&lt;br&gt;
(54) ever been arrested- no, i'm good. :D&lt;br&gt;
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+NUMBER+ &lt;br&gt;
(55) of times I have been in love? uh... hehe... XD&lt;br&gt;
(56) of times I have had my heart broken? zero. :D&lt;br&gt;
(57) of hearts I have broken? zero? :D&lt;br&gt;
(61) of people I could trust with my life? there are a few... &lt;br&gt;
(62) of people I consider my enemies? none really...&lt;br&gt;
(63) of times my name has appeared in the newspaper? hindi mabilang! joke, haha! once, i think... I THINK... &lt;br&gt;
(64) of scars on my body? i get scars because of soccer and being clumsy, but they aren't anything serious.. &lt;br&gt;
(65) of things in my past that I regret? medyo marami... XD&lt;br&gt;
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+FAVORITE+ &lt;br&gt;
(66) disney movie- lilo and stitch? cool si stitch! :D&lt;br&gt;
(67) scent- citrus! or kahit na ano, actually... hehe... but citrus is cool! :D&lt;br&gt;
(68) word (s)- marami eh... *sweatdrop*&lt;br&gt;
(69) nickname- uh... shirai yata? hehe... care of my class/batch/schoolmates... mahaba daw kasi yung last name ko... DAW... XP ok din yung louie, rui saka ru :)&lt;br&gt;
(70) eye color- green. my favorite color! :D&lt;br&gt;
(71) flower- wala naman...&lt;br&gt;
(72) piercing- huh..?&lt;br&gt;
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+DO YOU THINK YOU ARE+ &lt;br&gt;
(73) pretty- people say i'm a pretty boy. kadiriiiii! mwahahahaha!! but they really do say that... *thinks*&lt;br&gt; 
(74) funny- at times...&lt;br&gt;
(75) hot- uh...?&lt;br&gt;
(76) friendly- at times...&lt;br&gt;
(77) amusing- paanong amusing? i guess...&lt;br&gt;
(78) ugly- uh... no. haha!&lt;br&gt;
(79) lovable- siguro...&lt;br&gt;
(80) pessimistic- at times... &lt;br&gt;
(81) optimistic- at times... &lt;br&gt;
(82) caring- minsan... &lt;br&gt;
(83) sweet- minsan...?&lt;br&gt;
(84) asshole- hindi naman! XP&lt;br&gt;
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+RANDOM+ &lt;br&gt;
(85) Spell your first name back wards- eiuol... haha... ang pangit...&lt;br&gt;
(86) The story behind your user name- fire on ice? there IS a story behind it... but i'm too lazy to narrate... next time nalang XD&lt;br&gt;
(87) Are you straight? of course!&lt;br&gt;
(88) Where do you live? een ze philippines! woohoo! :D&lt;br&gt;
(89) 4 words that sum you up- cool to the core! wahahahaha, whatever louie... XP&lt;br&gt;
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+DESCRIBE YOUR+ &lt;br&gt;
(90) Wallet- black... and fat... kasi puro receipts! i have this weird habit of stuffing the receipts that i get into my wallet.&lt;br&gt;
(91) Hairbrush- black handle... uh... maraming bristles (yun ba tawag don?)... yung brand, goody... there.&lt;br&gt;
(92) Toothbrush- it's color green! yeah! :D&lt;br&gt;
(93) Jewelry worn daily- jewelry ba yung watch? ah, hindi? okay... XP&lt;br&gt;
(95) Handbag- handbag ba yung lunch box? haha.. if ever... it's from arctic zone, and it's black and green... i never really use it though... &lt;br&gt;
(96) Favorite band shirt- uh... metallica? yeah, it rocks man! :D&lt;br&gt;
(97) CD in stereo right now- kitchie nadal. *hides* but mike lent it to me! XD&lt;br&gt;
(98) What you are wearing now- denim pants and white shirt and white socks..&lt;br&gt;
(99) Hair- not long, not short, black na brown. i think i said that already?&lt;br&gt;
(100) Make up- i don't wear make up!! *defensive, haha!*&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
+WHO or WHAT (was/is/are)+ &lt;br&gt;
(101) In my mouth- bubblegum... orbit to be exact... haha...&lt;br&gt;
(102) In my head- uh... what color of socks should i wear? heheh...&lt;br&gt;
(103) Wishing- everyone a happy new year! &lt;br&gt;
(104) After this- i'll eat? or watch tv? or call someone?&lt;br&gt;
(105) Talking to- my sister&lt;br&gt;
(106) Eating- gum nga eh&lt;br&gt;
(107) Fetish- none &lt;br&gt;
(108) Person you wish you were with right now- uh... &lt;br&gt;
(109) Something you're looking forward to in this up coming month- exams? haha, whatever louie...&lt;br&gt;
(110) Something that you are deathly afraid of- the man up there, i guess.. O:D&lt;br&gt;
(111) Do you like candles- ok lang&lt;br&gt;
(112) Do you like the taste of blood- no... it's weird..&lt;br&gt;
(113) Do you believe in love- yup&lt;br&gt;
(114) Do you believe in soul mates- i don't know... &lt;br&gt;
(115) Do you believe in love at first sight- i don't know...&lt;br&gt;
(116) Do you believe in God- yup!&lt;br&gt;
(117) Do you want to answer this survey- YOU! haha... i'm serious though&lt;br&gt;
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Survey from Daniel. :) I answered this a few days ago, and I got lazy to post it, so I saved it on WordPad. :)
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&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR! :)&lt;/b&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;NEW LAYOUT!&lt;/b&gt;
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I thought I'd celebrate the new year with a new layout! It's about time, don't you think? I don't know who that character is, but I found him (or her) in an image search. This ain't my best layout, but I think it's cool. :) It's really plain, ne?  &lt;i&gt;Ate&lt;/i&gt; Miya helped me with the codes... but just a bit. AS IN A BIT. I had her look through my codes when my whole layout wouldn't show. I missed a really important closing tag pala. I would've asked you, Rei, but I know na wala kang tiyaga sa HTML. XP Oh yeah, and Ate Rin helped me make the button!! She resized the pic... hehe... and she found someone who would let me rent some webspace (Ate Che)! :) So, here it is, Hardcore is Fire On Ice, version seven. Go ahead and drool. Haha... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110473600308253793?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473600308253793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473600308253793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2005/01/nothing-like-survey-and-new-layout-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110473560332074523</id><published>2004-12-29T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T15:00:03.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AY. Silly me. I posted a lot, but I just saved them as drafts... and not published them... so hindi sila makita sa blog. STUPID. Sorry everyone... -_-;; I published them already. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110473560332074523?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473560332074523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473560332074523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/12/ay.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110473510787168001</id><published>2004-12-25T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T14:51:47.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS! :)
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I just noticed... I received lots of personalized internet and computer goodies for Christmas and my birthday this year. Guys, nagtitipid ba kayo? Mwahaha... just kidding. I really appreciate the effort you went throught to make the gift you gave me, and of course, the gift itself! :) Thank you, thank you, thank you! :D I've saved them in my comp and they're also posted in my corner in the barkada webpage (&lt;b&gt;If you can&lt;/b&gt;, check the CN barkada hp! Yes, I'm officially part of the barkada itself now! No longer the "sumasama lang po sa gimik niyo". Salamat mga p're! :D).
&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110473510787168001?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473510787168001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473510787168001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-i-just-noticed.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110473493278086299</id><published>2004-12-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T14:48:52.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my birthday! Happy birthday to me! *dances around*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110473493278086299?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473493278086299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110473493278086299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-my-birthday-happy-birthday-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-110370918690337314</id><published>2004-12-22T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:53:06.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How long have I not posted...? Sorry guys. Tamad. O_O
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Hehe... so the most recent event I've been to was Ken and his twin's party. How was Ken's and his twin's party? It was mighty fine! :D I met lots of people! I drank a lot too! Haha... people said I was drunk... but I was perfectly conscious the whole time! I'm serious! I even remember what I did from the time I arrived in the Clubhouse, until the time I left with Rei! I'd narrate, but I'm too lazy. XP
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Oh yeah, are we seriously having a soccer game sometime after Christmas? Could someone possibly call my home phone or instant-message me?!? Don't text or call my cellphone, because I won't be able to get your message.
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What happened to my cellphone? Well, in case you don't know (you probably don't), another cellphone got robbed off me more then a month ago. This is the THIRD TIME a cellphone was stolen/snatched from me/my pocket. This time, my green Nokia 6610i, which was less than six months old at that time, was peacefully resting in my pocket when it was taken away from me by some evil person, in Market!2x. I was with my mom. She said she'll just get me a new one, but I said no. I don't trust myself with cellphones anymore... they just get stolen. What's annoying is that it's a necessity. Grr. So, yah, eitherway, I'm still thinking that I might not be getting a cellphone soon. I just might not accept it.
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MIGHT.
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Oh, and MERRY CHRISTMAS to you all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-110370918690337314?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110370918690337314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/110370918690337314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/12/how-long-have-i-not-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-109894740334305812</id><published>2004-10-27T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T15:10:03.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was cleaning out my hard drive when I found this... it's a convo with Miya. She's the ultimate kikay queen, while I'm the one who wants the chocolate bar. Haha... don't know when this was. Maybe you guys will have fun reading it and witnessing our random-ness.
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Never give out your password or credit card number in an instant message conversation.
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ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
OMG!!!&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
ruu-chan! :)&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
mee-chan! :)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
what's up? :) haven't seen you in the longest time!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
nothing much... cute teddy bear, btw. :)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
thanks... cute... um... soccer ball... x_x&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
lol ^_^ thanks ^_^ &lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
you, what's up? :)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
wala rin. the usual. kuya's picking on me!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
aww... poor miya. :P&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
is he reading over your shoulder?&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
*sniff* yah!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
oh... HEY HIRO! how's life treatin ya? :D&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
bad (hiro)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
ok now my kuya's typing. i'm annoyed. &gt;_&lt;&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
aww... poor miya again. :P&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
yeh poor you (hiro)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
urgh!!! stop it you guys!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
yeah hiro! stop it! :P lol&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
fine i'm leaving (hiro)&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
bye bye :)&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
hey, miya, what are you doing? :)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
aside from chatting? eating. hihi! :P&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
KATAKAWAN! :P&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
no! di naman e!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
yeah, yeah... don't go complaining when you don't fit in your jeans anymore ha? :P&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
LOUIE!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
what? &lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
STUH UP!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
what? O_o&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
urgh! i meant SHUT UP!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
wow... now you can't spell anymore!&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
stop teasing meeeeeeee!!!!!!!!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
give me one good reason why i should&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
should what?&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
stop teasing you! what else?&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
oh... hihi... um... i don't know...&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
because i'm the ultimate kikay queen? lol just joking!&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
haha good one! okay i'll take that. :P i'll stop na. :)&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
yippeeeee!! um... so who else are you chatting with?&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
justin, keiks, michele and ken&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
you want to me to invite them?&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
no nalang... hehe... btw, is this keiks a girl or a boy?&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
a girl&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
okay...&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
UYYY... gf moh? :P&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
no! lol&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
then who is she?&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
ken's cousin. ken invited her.&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
ah ok. who's michele?&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
secret :P &lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
haha... i feel that you are blushing&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
tell me dear, who is she?&lt;Br&gt;
i want my chocolate bar!!! says:&lt;Br&gt;
SECRET :P and no i'm not blushing. haha.&lt;Br&gt;
ThE ULtiMaTe KiKay QuEeN says:&lt;Br&gt;
GF mo, noH? XD&lt;Br&gt;
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And it ends there. Apparently she (Miya) had something to attend to.
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Miya's a fun girl. Wish she was my onee-chan. Haha, Mi, I feel that you are flattered! &lt;i&gt;Gimmick tayo sa Friday? ;D 'Di ako pwede bukas, kasama ko barkada ko eh. Sa gabi naman, kasama ko si Michele... well, with my barkada still. Partyin', haha! XP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-109894740334305812?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/109894740334305812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/109894740334305812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-was-cleaning-out-my-hard-drive-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-109894619173049978</id><published>2004-10-24T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T14:49:51.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel bad. I've neglected someone... or rather something. Aaahhh... sorry fireonice!!! My life was just getting... "a little bit more hectic than usual." Haha, sorry Ken, I couldn't resist. ^_^
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Hmm... anyway... what should I write about? Well, maybe we could start all over again? You know, me telling you guys stuff about myself? Might sound a little boring, but well, I'm bored so... hope that's okay? I really don't have anything in mind! Here we go...
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For starters, my nickname is &lt;b&gt;Louie&lt;/b&gt;... though I'm also called &lt;b&gt;Rui&lt;/b&gt; by my family and (REALLY) close friends, and &lt;b&gt;Shirai&lt;/b&gt; by some other people. And also Tokiya, Shiine, Soccer Boy, Pretty Boy, Squall, Ru, Ruu, Roo, Chico Latino, and all of those awkward names. Some of those were gotten when I was into chatting and all (I was everywhere!); some were given to me by close acquaintances. But honestly, I'd prefer if you just call me using one of those three names I first listed.
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I'm a fifteen-year-old male, and I'm turning sixteen on December 24, a day before Christmas (double gifts for me! haha... jk!). Well, I'm not sure I'm really supposed to be celebrating my birthday on the 24th. You see, I was born at exactly 12:00... or so they say. That's pretty confusing already. What makes everything even MORE confusing is that I have a &lt;i&gt;twin&lt;/i&gt; sister who was born 2-3 minutes ahead of me... meaning she was born on December 23. I don't know how they sorted that out but as for me, I'll continue celebrating my birthday on December 24th for as long as I live. Mwahaha...
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Speaking of my twin sister, her name is Reiko. We call her Rei. She's the same age as me (obviously) but she's a lot smaller than me in terms of height. Whee... haha! Other than her, I have another older sister named Rin-- or Rina-- who's nineteen years old and is currently in the US, taking college. Aside from two sisters, I have an older brother also. Ryo's his name, twenty-three's his age. He's taking his masters in the US and his girlfriend, Mika, is the nicest. Hehe...
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Well, continuing... I'm part-Japanese, part-Filipino... and I'm not sure but I was told before that I was part-American... or Irish, was it? I don't know. Yes, I speak Japanese, but not a lot. I'm more versed in English and Filipino, and more in English than Filipino. I speak a little Spanish also, and a little Mandarin. I pick them up when reading and when watching television.
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Watching television is one of my favorite pasttimes. I'm not picky when it comes to television shows; I watch anything. From game shows, to horror flicks, to telenovelas (in any language, haha!), to sports games, I'll watch em. ^_^ Aside from watching tv, I like surfing the net, playing soccer, playing PS2, gimmicking, spending time in the arcade, playing basketball, and stuff like that.
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The past few weeks, I've been busy with school stuff... which is sad because I don't like school. I don't like school because there's always so much to do (except now!). I hate being loaded with schoolwork. And I get annoyed when I'm being pushed out of the bed at six... and that happens every single morning... and it's because of school. But what's fun in school is that you meet lots of people, most of the with the same interest/s as you, and you also never get bored. Never.
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It only took me twenty-four minutes to type this! Haha... I guess that's what happens when you're bored. Really bored. Well, guess it's time to go. I'm getting sleepy. Hehe... see you all next time! ^_^
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p.s. Sem break naaaaahh! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-109894619173049978?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/109894619173049978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/109894619173049978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-feel-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-109195866363697122</id><published>2004-08-08T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T17:51:03.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just thought I'd post a short note.
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Exams are tomorrow!
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Haha... there. But seriously, I'm really sorry for not posting for a long, looooong time. I posted something when I'd returned from the States but, somehow, the entry disappeared. And (obviously) I was too tired to make a new one.
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Fiiiiine..... I was too &lt;b&gt;lazy&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-109195866363697122?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/109195866363697122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/109195866363697122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-just-thought-id-post-short-note.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108400007521765692</id><published>2004-05-09T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-08T15:23:58.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything's planned out. &lt;b&gt;I'm really going!&lt;/b&gt;
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So it looks like I would be spending a whole month in the US with my two older siblings... and I would ride a plane back home alone! Hahaha... yes, independence rules. I'll be back three days before school starts. :)
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But I still can't believe I'd be going home alone! I can't ride home with sila Tita Maia because they would only stay in the US for two weeks with Ate Mix and then they would fly to Japan for Hiro who would be studying at the Keio Univ! L-u-c-k-y! Congratulations Hiro-sama! Ganbatte! :D
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So I'm flyin' home alone... :D
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Ne, it looks like Miya would be the only one left in Manila for a whole year... muwahahahahahaaaaah! *&lt;b&gt;cough&lt;/b&gt;loner&lt;b&gt;cough&lt;/b&gt;* Kidding, Miya, kidding!
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Ja, I'll be leaving on the 12th! :) *waves sayonara to all*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108400007521765692?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108400007521765692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108400007521765692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/05/everythings-planned-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108383421491988112</id><published>2004-05-07T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T17:08:01.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(Did you notice that I post more often now? :D)
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Earlier, Tita Maia came over to talk to Mom. Me and Rei went eavesdropping... for no particular reason, actually. We just felt like doing so. Tita and Mom were in the living room and Rei and I were by the stairs.
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Turns out that Tita Mai's family would be off for a trip to the US but Tito can't come with them because of some business trip to Hong Kong, and Tita Mai's too lazy to refund the ticket so they (meaning Tita, Mika, Hiro and Miya) are &lt;u&gt;offering the ticket to either me or Rei&lt;/u&gt;!
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Mom said she'll bring the topic up later at dinner.
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Rei said the ticket's all mine.
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Haha... I love my sister. Astig ka talaga, Reiiiii~~! *tackles twin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108383421491988112?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108383421491988112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108383421491988112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/05/did-you-notice-that-i-post-more-often.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108366281320683106</id><published>2004-05-05T08:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:30:52.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess this blog would go unfixed for a while. I can't seem to get around with the codes! &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108366281320683106?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108366281320683106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108366281320683106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-guess-this-blog-would-go-unfixed-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108366238986974944</id><published>2004-05-05T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T17:23:48.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently in Hiro's room. He said he wanted to see how Blogger works so... here, I'm posting. I've decided to write about Lord of the Rings since I'd seen FoTR last night and memories came flooding back.
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I'd seen Fellowship of the Ring with Onee-chan. She had to buy something from Powerbooks and I came to accompany her. Upon passing the theaters, she mentioned something about reading Lord of the Rings and somehow, we ended up watching the movie.
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I watched The Two Towers with Lee and Dan. Halfway through the movie, I felt things being thrown on me. I asked Lee if there was anything on me and I remember he said, "Popcorn &lt;i&gt;saka&lt;/i&gt; salt. &lt;i&gt;Sa buhok mo. Ang kalat mo naman, pare!&lt;/i&gt;" I brushed the foodstuff off me and looked behind my back. Guess who I saw?
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&lt;b&gt;The angel of doom!&lt;/b&gt;
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Hehe... not really... it was my twin and her partner in crime, Agent Funky Princess. XP I wore the hood of my jacket up during the remainder of the movie and clobbered my sister after. ^^
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Who could forget Return of the King? I saw that with my parents and siblings in Calif. I felt my rear go numb because the movie was so long... but then... weren't all of them? Haha, whatever. 'Nuff said.
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Here's a plug by the way to a friend's journal (don't forget to hover): &lt;a href="http://www.tabulas.com/~black_faerie/" title="Ayanami. or Kitty. I don't really know what to call her... but she's not THAT *points to twin* Rei, k?"&gt;Rei&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108366238986974944?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108366238986974944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108366238986974944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/05/im-currently-in-hiros-room.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108356828548074180</id><published>2004-05-04T06:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T15:24:45.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd learned that Ken's in Las Vegas just right now. Turns out he sent me an e-mail... &amp;well... I deleted it. Hehe... I thought it was a forward! Gomen Ken-kun...
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I guess that means I have to fix this thing on my own. Ack... *dies*
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I think I should remind you guys that, if you want to comment on my entry, leave me a message in my Y!IM. My username's &lt;a href="mailto:shirai024@yahoo.com"&gt;shirai024&lt;/a&gt;, just in case you haven't seen it in the nav sidebar. Feel free to add me too, but don't forget to tell me who you are if your name doesn't show on your e-mail add... I wouldn't want to ignore anyone. ^^;;
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In the meantime, here's a survey I chucked out of someone's blog while surfing:
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&lt;b&gt;What/Who comes into your mind when you hear the word...&lt;/b&gt;
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:x: &lt;b&gt;cute?&lt;/b&gt; Rei... haha... 
:x: &lt;b&gt;furry?&lt;/b&gt; my dog
:x: &lt;b&gt;funky?&lt;/b&gt; Miya... hehe... the one and only funky princess ^_^
:x: &lt;b&gt;cheese?&lt;/b&gt; mice
:x: &lt;b&gt;fun?&lt;/b&gt; soccer!
:x: &lt;b&gt;smart?&lt;/b&gt; Simply amazing!
:x: &lt;b&gt;dainty?&lt;/b&gt; Ate Mika
:x: &lt;b&gt;loud?&lt;/b&gt; sis ni Ken! :P
:x: &lt;b&gt;quiet?&lt;/b&gt; Rin... :)
:x: &lt;b&gt;gothic?&lt;/b&gt; Lee!!! ^___^
:x: &lt;b&gt;sexy?&lt;/b&gt; girls... &lt;i&gt;diba?&lt;/i&gt; :P
:x: &lt;b&gt;stupid?&lt;/b&gt; YOU! Joke! :D
:x: &lt;b&gt;delicious?&lt;/b&gt; food!
:x: &lt;b&gt;green?&lt;/b&gt; cash $_$ hehe... and my favorite color! :)
:x: &lt;b&gt;blue?&lt;/b&gt; AdMU? :)
:x: &lt;b&gt;red?&lt;/b&gt; blood and ketchup
:x: &lt;b&gt;round?&lt;/b&gt; soccer ball and basketball!
:x: &lt;b&gt;creative?&lt;/b&gt; Lee and Ken... no doubt about that. 
:x: &lt;b&gt;boring?&lt;/b&gt; doing nothing
:x: &lt;b&gt;hearts?&lt;/b&gt; Miya
:x: &lt;b&gt;sky?&lt;/b&gt; sunlight!
:x: &lt;b&gt;happy?&lt;/b&gt; smiley faces
:x: &lt;b&gt;black?&lt;/b&gt; goth
:x: &lt;b&gt;death?&lt;/b&gt; Shiine... *cackle* and BR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108356828548074180?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108356828548074180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108356828548074180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/05/id-learned-that-kens-in-las-vegas-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108349117419076562</id><published>2004-04-30T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:50:34.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here's version 6! Features Aya from Weiss Kreuz. Thanks to Ken for doing all the grunt work. Just joking... Hahaha... but thank you still pal. :)
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Where are my buttons? And my avatar? And my archives? And I'd like to get rid of that bar under... but how? *hint hint* KEEEENNNN~! Hahaha... :P Still joking. :)
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But really, where are they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108349117419076562?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108349117419076562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108349117419076562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/04/heres-version-6-features-aya-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108349075743504324</id><published>2004-04-06T02:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:43:38.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just noticed that I post almost every month. And that I post such short entries.
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But seriously, there is nothing to write about! Everyday's the same; the day goes almost exactly as the previous one before it. On a normal weekday, I wake up, take a shower, go down for breakfast, watch television, play with my PS2, surf the internet, check my e-mail, eat lunch, watch television, call my friends, play with my dog or the PS2, bug my sister (or vice versa), eat dinner, surf the internet, shower again and then sleep. But be reminded; I don't follow &lt;u&gt;that&lt;/u&gt; exact same order everyday. That would be so boring.
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I need something to break the monotony!!! *bawls*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108349075743504324?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108349075743504324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108349075743504324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-just-noticed-that-i-post-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108348968955084112</id><published>2004-03-21T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:25:50.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm bored as hell. Oh, did you know that Ryo's dog chewed on the antenna of our driver's cellphone? Haha... our driver was actually talking to the dog, threatening to kill and cook him. 
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&lt;i&gt;"Sige, Harvey, pag di mo binigay cellphone ko, lulutuin kita! Ano ba?! Bigay mo na! HUWAG MONG KAGATIN YAAAAANNN!!!&lt;/i&gt;
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Hahahaha!!! Hilarious! :D You guys should have seen Kuya. He was so red! I don't know if it was because of laughing or he was mad! Hehehe!!! Kuya was the one who pried Harvey's mouth open and took the phone, just in case you wanted to know.
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Dan was there to see the whole thing (he borrowed one of my PS2 games). Harvey chased him out of the gate too... hehehe... that dog is just so weird...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108348968955084112?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348968955084112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348968955084112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-bored-as-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108348844687764042</id><published>2004-02-15T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T17:05:07.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I didn't plan on making this. Someone just forced me to. *glares at Miya* Version 5.5 (fivePOINTFIVE!) is Omi again... with... um... hey, I don't know who this girl is! Anyway, Miya tweaked the picture again... and she did the coding too! :D Haha... seriously, Mee, you need a younger sibling to bug. But thanks for the layout, okay? Hehe... :) 
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Happy valentines day folks! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108348844687764042?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348844687764042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348844687764042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/02/okay-i-didnt-plan-on-making-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108348789854695865</id><published>2004-01-06T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T16:55:59.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from Estados Unidos!
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Haha... I feel kind of sad because we (meaning me, mom, dad and Rei) left Ryo Onii-chan and Rin Onee-chan back in California. No more annoying onii-chan and nice onee-chan. Aww. What's left is a more annoying and bossy Reiko. *shivers*
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Oookay, I just found out Rei's reading behind my back! NO I WON'T DELETE WHAT I TYPED! NOOOO!!!
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*rejoices* She's gone. Add &lt;b&gt;nosy&lt;/b&gt; to the list of things that describe her.
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So, anyway, back to Estados Unidos.
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Kuya and Ate are both studying, Kuya with his Masters Degree and Ate with her... um... &lt;i&gt;Bachelor&lt;/i&gt;? I don't know. Basta. Just in case you're wondering. And they're studying at Berkeley... or is that how you spell it? I heard Ate Mika's following for her Masters. She's just taking a break from living a hectic life and all... or something.
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You've probably already gotten the idea that I'll go to college there. *nods* True. Mom wants us to study abroad and stay there probably... forever. *vomits* Just kidding! Sure, I'd like to live there... but I hope (at least) most of &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; would be there too! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108348789854695865?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348789854695865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348789854695865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2004/01/back-from-estados-unidos-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108348746005375844</id><published>2003-12-24T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T16:48:40.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've finally tried snowboarding and skiing! :D It was wicked! I'll show you guys the video when I get back home.
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Happy birthday to me! And merry Christmas to all of you! :)
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P.S. I received your packages! Thank you! They were great! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108348746005375844?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348746005375844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108348746005375844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/12/ive-finally-tried-snowboarding-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108331611344028809</id><published>2003-11-08T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:12:51.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New layout! Version 5 is Omi from Weiss Kreuz. ^_^ I'm planning to have all four characters of Weiss Kreuz to have their own layouts on my blog... waddya think? The picture was edited by Miya-chan. :) Haha... gotta be proud of her... :P Coding by me, of course. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108331611344028809?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331611344028809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331611344028809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/11/new-layout-version-5-is-omi-from-weiss.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108331588667665064</id><published>2003-11-01T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:09:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Halloween was great there? It was great here too. :) Me, and three of my cousins went to this party as Aya, Omi, Ken and Yohji (of Weiss Kreuz). I was Omi. It was really cool... :D I met a couple of people and made new friends. We played pranks on people... hehehe... yeah, we're mean. But I really had fun! :) It's not like anyone knows me there.
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Oh, and it's the first time I crashed a party!!! Hahahahaha!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108331588667665064?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331588667665064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331588667665064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-halloween-was-great-there-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108331619827153904</id><published>2003-09-19T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T17:14:16.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I terribly miss the Philippines.
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&lt;i&gt;Don't it always seem to go, that you don't know what you got 'til it's gone?&lt;/i&gt;
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I've proven that it's true.
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AAAAAAAHHHH!!! Guys, gimmick tayoooohh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108331619827153904?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331619827153904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331619827153904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-terribly-miss-philippines.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108331336705518728</id><published>2003-08-04T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T16:27:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have no plans of joining Friendster so &lt;b&gt;stop bugging me&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108331336705518728?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331336705518728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331336705518728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-have-no-plans-of-joining-friendster.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108331324431191748</id><published>2003-06-25T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T16:25:02.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad came home from work today with a large package tucked under his arm. I asked him what it was and he said he'll tell me later after dinner. Hm... suspense... I like... :D
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Dad got me a copy of Harry Potter book 5!!! He rocks!!! ^_^
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I was eating Snickers when he called me to his study. I was about to swallow when he handed me the book and then... guess what?
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I CHOKED. Stupid! I kept on coughing and my dad took the book back. He said, "Rui, do NOT make a mess here! I'll bring this to your room na lang!" 
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Hehe... I screwed up. So what? I still got the book, right? *grins evilly*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108331324431191748?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331324431191748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108331324431191748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/06/dad-came-home-from-work-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108315078877283546</id><published>2003-05-17T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:17:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My idiot of a brother has finally awoken to the truth! &lt;b&gt;He broke up with glue girl!&lt;/b&gt; Also known as C****.
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Sorry, kuya. She's nice (sometimes... okay, no... seldom) but she just really annoys me. Glomping and sticking on you and all, like a leech, just bothers me (and more people) a lot. Yuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108315078877283546?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108315078877283546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108315078877283546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/05/my-idiot-of-brother-has-finally-awoken.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108315066104783109</id><published>2003-04-28T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:15:16.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mika-sama, Onii-chan, Miya and I went to the mall yesterday to watch the premiere X2: X-men United. Onii-chan had tickets. :) During the movie, Miya was practically drooling over the Pyro guy and James Marsden. Hehehe... *pokes Miya*
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Oh yeah, I saw the other barkada of Mike and Ken there too... they occupied nearly a whole row! 
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I want laser-whatever-vision too... like Cyclops. *pouts*
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Oh yeah, we ate in Mc Donalds! Leon and Ken had a ketchup fight! Ketchup was smeared all over their shirts. Leon was lucky because he had a jacket. He zipped it up and his shirt was covered. Ken had a white shirt and being his artistic self, he drew Kenshin (Rurouni Kenshin) out of the blobs.
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Ken + artistic = cool white shirt with a bloddy red Kenshin on it
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Hehe... couldn't resist writing about it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108315045501656508?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108315045501656508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108315045501656508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108315037710956462</id><published>2003-03-07T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:10:32.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back! With a new layout and everything! And in a week too! Just like I said! Aren't ya glad? :D
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Version 1 had no characters on it right? And version 2 had Shinji Ikari. Now... behold version 3... it's Aoshi! Haha... thanks to my sister Rin for editing the picture and giving it the works. I made this layout last night but I was too lazy to post it.
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Yeah, right. No... honestly, I fell asleep in the middle of typing and when I woke up it was 9 in the morning already. Hehe... ^_^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6849707-108315037710956462?l=fireonice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108315037710956462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6849707/posts/default/108315037710956462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fireonice.blogspot.com/2003/03/im-back-with-new-layout-and-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>Slasher</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-6849707.post-108306192317634602</id><published>2003-02-27T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T19:08:32.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I deleted all my entries. They were... I don't know... corny? Anyway... I'm starting again, with a new layout and everything...
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