<?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-7970021613646772053</id><updated>2012-02-11T23:31:37.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-5882123038186534623</id><published>2012-02-10T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T20:48:12.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey</title><content type='html'>Since wala akong topic maisip para maipost, here's some questions I'll answer. Hahabaan ko ang sagot ko :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung masagasaan ka mamaya?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sus, hindi naman ako lalabas ng bahay e :P it's late na kaya. 9.40 pm bro. &amp;amp; kung kaya morning ngayon &amp;amp; lalabas ako.. to go to school, &amp;amp; masasagasaan ako.. then, that means, &lt;b&gt;NO SCHOOL for me! &lt;/b&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung yung mahal mo may mahal ng iba?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay syempre, that's reality. I'm not the only person in this world na kasama nya. I'm not the only person na nakakapagpasaya sa kanya. So it's normal na may mahal syang iba. At kung sasabihin natin na ito ay tungkol sa isang lalaki.. Well mister, wala muna akong minamahal na lalaki ngayon. :D &lt;b&gt;not yet&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung hindi ka makaget over sa ex mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeez, :)) edi kakain ako ng noodles para mabawas-bawasan konti ang kalungkotan haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung mamatay ka na ngayon, ano ang gusto mo sabihin sa mga mahal mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, don't worry. Hahanapin ko kayo pagbalik ko. Dadalhan ko kayo ng pasalubong. &lt;b&gt;DUNKIN DONUTS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung yung papakasalan mo, hindi sumipot sa kasal niyo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;EAT ALL THE FOOD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung nahuli mo ang mahal mo na may kasiping na iba?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sus, minsan lang nga ang taong magmahal.&lt;br /&gt;It's his loss anyway. Not mine :D&lt;br /&gt;Sayang lang talaga. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung hindi talaga kayo ng taong kasalukuyan mong minamahal?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just simply accept the fact na hindi talaga kami. That is how life is. Minsan ang tao ay nakakatagpo ng taong syang "magpapatibok ng puso" nya but end up with the different person whom she will spend time to be &amp;nbsp;with for the rest of her life. Pero I believe, love will find a way kahit papaano. Kasi kung mahal mo yung isang tao and when something goes wrong, you would do anything kahit na buhay mo pa ang kapalit just to get the person back. Kasi, for me, there's no such thing as destiny. Everything you choose is a decision. &amp;amp; you make your "destiny" by your &lt;u&gt;DECISION&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung may iba palang syota ang mahal mong karelasyon at close friend mo pa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edi sila na. I don't care. :P I think I should iwas with that close friend before she steals my food! &amp;gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung inaway ka ng syota ng ex mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really good at this stuff, ang mga away-away. Haha, what did i do naman kaya? I'm not that type of person na patay na patay sa isang lalaking walang kwenta. Desperate biatch. Probably, I'd laugh :)) Yan lang ang nag-iisang super effective power ko when it comes to ganyang bagay na kasi hindi ko talaga naiitindihan yan e! I'm slow. &amp;gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung yung syota mo inakit ng iba?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung nagpapaakit naman sya edi iuuntog ko silang dalawa sa ulo nilang matigas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung yung ex mo,nagkagusto sa bestfriend mo at niligawan niya bestfriend mo? Ano gagawin mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ibibigay ko na sa kanya sya o_o I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pano kung inlab ka pa?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INLAB naman ako palagi e..SAYO :"&amp;gt; =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paano kung mainlab ka sa bestfriend mo at alam mong may karelasyon na sya, sasabihin mo pa ba sa kanya nararamdaman mo?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga nila "&lt;i&gt;there are plenty of fish in the sea&lt;/i&gt;". Bakit sisingit pa sa may karelasyon na? Masama kaya yun atchaka malabo na gagawin ko yan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-5882123038186534623?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/5882123038186534623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/5882123038186534623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/survey.html' title='Survey'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-8507436413733953588</id><published>2012-02-08T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T05:29:07.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can still remember some of my childhood memories tulad ng mga araw na tumatakas ako sa afternoon sleep ko just to play with friends outside under the heat of the burning sun. :)) If you only knew how I would kill to have freedom noon. Sa tuwing malaman ni mama na nakatakas ako sa room, she'd rush outside bringing the most deadly weapon! Hahaha isang &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFL0LEUL7VY/TaXCdwk5C2I/AAAAAAAAAYI/vI7W55iC_UA/s1600/walis+ting+ting.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;walis tingting&lt;/a&gt;! -.- Man, I thought I was going to die pero di parin ako natuto. I never learned lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. SCHOOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As far as I can remember, kinder to grade 3, I used to be the &lt;b&gt;read-all-the-books &lt;/b&gt;kid &amp;amp; the &lt;b&gt;don't-talk-to-anyone&lt;/b&gt; person. Shy type, and a cry baby when gets nervous even when only asked by a teacher questions like what or why. &lt;b style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHAT HAPPENED? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I dont know man, I dont know&lt;/i&gt; :(( Maybe it started nung mga araw na nagkaroon kami ng computer. Haha, no proof but I have to admit it, I got addicted, lost myself in the middle of the world of internet so here's me now. Crazy. :P I fell in love ONCE. That made me crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I haven't got self-confidence. I really need to work on it. I'm still bringing some of my childhood characteristics :/. What if I had that self-confidence to..&lt;i&gt; fight&lt;/i&gt;? I could have exploded an ass a long time ago into outer space and watch it fall while listening to people whisper their wishes on it (ha! they're whispering to a piece of ass LOL LOL) . That would be very awesome. But no can do sir, cause my mother taught me to be kind to others. Confucius inspire me how to be an awesome person, at the same time I'm teaching myself how to be stupid. I taught myself some "good morals" rin you know~ :)) I'm not that person you think I am. I've got a lot to hide from this world. I hid some of good things and bad things. Sometimes, I keep it in my mind, sometimes I forget them. :| I'm one of those people who doesn't like to judge others. Minsan man, nakakajudge ako, but not in a way na I say awful words sa isang tao (insult, dude, I hate people with this kind of manner).&amp;nbsp;I don't judge by looks, I judge on how he treats others. I judge on the way he think and speaks about others. That's just simply it. When I hear someone give his opinion, I directly put myself inside his shoes so I could also agree yet &amp;nbsp;I stick into mine's. I'm no racist, I'm no politician, I'm not a very religious person (this doesn't change my faith in God who made everything).. I'm just trying to learn how to live life as a human.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-8507436413733953588?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8507436413733953588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8507436413733953588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/childhood.html' title=''/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-5762652913277256382</id><published>2012-02-07T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T05:47:41.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If we're going to last FOREVER.. I'd still ask you to STAY a little LONGER &gt;:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-5762652913277256382?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/5762652913277256382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/5762652913277256382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/if-were-going-to-last-forever-id-still.html' title='If we&apos;re going to last FOREVER.. I&apos;d still ask you to STAY a little LONGER &gt;:D'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-1304601674796671129</id><published>2012-02-07T03:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T03:27:58.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship, next level please :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed border="0" flashvars="mycolor=222222&amp;amp;mycolor2=77ADD1&amp;amp;mycolor3=FFFFFF&amp;amp;autoplay=false&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=4&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0&amp;amp;grad=false" height="165" name="myflashfetish" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality="high" salign="TL" src="http://assets.mixpod.com/swf/mp3/mp-simp.swf?myid=88056570&amp;amp;path=2012/02/07" style="height: 165px; visibility: visible; width: 240px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="240" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ang pag-ibig raw ay nagsisimula sa &lt;b&gt;friendship&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isn't it weird sa situation na may gusto ka sa friend mo, lagi kayong magkasama ngunit di mo parin kayang sabihin sa kanya? Sometimes you just cant help but wonder if he feels the same way for you too, kaso lang nakakahiya itanong lalo na kung close na close kayo at bigla-bigla mo nalang sasabihin "Hoy, mahal kita.. mahal mo rin ba ako?". What the? D; All you can do is sit there and watch him smile habang nag-uusap kayo at magpakunwari na friends lang ang tingin mo sa kanya. Ito ang situation ko ngayon.. :/ Pero, I'd ask him. I have to take this chance to ask him &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;for better or for worse&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: "You'll never know unless you try".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-1304601674796671129?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/1304601674796671129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/1304601674796671129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/friendship-next-level-please.html' title='Friendship, next level please :)'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-4484385148944625649</id><published>2012-02-06T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T02:34:26.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February 6, 2012: Earthquake</title><content type='html'>Umuwi ako sa bahay kanina to eat lunch @home &amp;amp; then do the same thing (internet), just then, around 12:20 PM, lumindol! Akala ko it was caused by my anemia lang, but when I went downstairs to check if Ma felt it too, it really was an earthquake kasi yung chandeliers are swinging pero di nila Ma na feel not until nung sinabihan ko sila. Jeez, it lasted for like 20 seconds. I was chatting with my friend, we talked about the tsunami that happened in some other places after I told him ano nangyari. :| I convinced myself na walang masamang mangyari cause I believed safe and Philippines from the harm of nature katulad ng tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to school, nakalimutan ko na ang earthquake kanina. I heard no one mention the word "earthquake" kanina so I was like yea. Nalaman ko ang news sa tsunami nung English time na namin. My mates were talking about how scary it was, and one of them told the teacher na merong balita, nagkatsunami sa Cebu. I cant believe it myself! &lt;i&gt;*What? Sa Cebu? Nagkatsunami? Are you serious?*&lt;/i&gt; Then totoo talaga pala yung balita na yun. Man, that sucks. Mahirap para sa akin iimagine na ang Pilipinas magkaganun. I'm not afraid I'd die. I'm afraid na marami na namang mawawalan ng mga mahal sa buhay if this earthquake is going to continue maybe not later but probably SOON. *Let's hope not*. Nakakalungkot isipin na ang pinakamamahal na bansa ko ay makakaranas ng ganitong disaster. Nakakalungkot isipin na I cant do anything about it but hope for the best of all the people at the same time thinking of the worst that could possibly happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-4484385148944625649?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/4484385148944625649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/4484385148944625649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/february-6-2012-earthquake.html' title='February 6, 2012: Earthquake'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-8163107703873774172</id><published>2012-02-05T04:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T04:16:37.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a PET!</title><content type='html'>I'm needing one since anglonely ko sa bahay.&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot of pets years ago when I was an elementary student. White rats, gold fish, and cats (my favorite cats: Tommy &amp;amp; Shawn), they all died. :| Why? Ngayon gusto ko ng pet dog -- a fluffy&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Shih Tzu&lt;/b&gt;! Mother wont approve with this kasi &amp;nbsp;madumi raw &amp;amp; mabaho. Sabi nya dogs poop everywhere and therefore it would make the house smell bad :( But I really want one tho, If I'd get the chance to have one, I would combine our power and rule the earth! &amp;gt;:)) what the heck am I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="21" src="http://s1.postimage.org/15wcr8fr8/image.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-8163107703873774172?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8163107703873774172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8163107703873774172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-want-pet.html' title='I want a PET!'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-8973629591915207794</id><published>2012-02-04T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T20:23:55.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kt60fh4jMUw/Ty35DBKeoNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0bf4whN1HYg/s400/a2q.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Because love is too much to lose&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;-- too mainstream, bro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Malapit na ang araw ng mga puso o sa English pa ay Valentines Day, kaya mag-ingat kayo sa mga manloloko na manliligaw o naghahanap ng boyfriend/girlfriend dahil they only want "fun" this coming February 14. Worse if you fall in love to a guy/girl na ginagamit ka lang as accessory para pangdisplay or pangshow-off to let others know na hindi sila forever alone. Basta ako? Masaya na ako kahit walang partner :)) Nandyan ang friends &amp;amp; family ko. Wala namang mawawala if I'd stay as forever alone for the rest of the year but I'll make sure I wont end my life na malungkot :P Sariling desisyon kasi yan e whether to share your happiness with one person or keep that happiness for the world .. best is balance lang. Minsan, ang iba nagfofocus sa relationship sa girlfriend/boyfriend, ang iba naman ay may paKJ-KJ, ang arte arte :)) odiba, may iba rin na mga tao who cant even imagine having one -- they dont want to try to imagine lol. Keep it simple dudes, love is not in a hurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp;&lt;img alt="Tuzki Bunny Emoticon" src="http://www.freesmileys.org/emoticons/tuzki-bunnys/tuzki-bunny-emoticon-043.gif" /&gt;'cause kissing is too mainstream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-8973629591915207794?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8973629591915207794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8973629591915207794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/because-love-is-too-much-to-lose-too.html' title=''/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kt60fh4jMUw/Ty35DBKeoNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/0bf4whN1HYg/s72-c/a2q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-878020988602572177</id><published>2012-02-04T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T17:03:07.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQgMyBkG0mk/Ty3SgPH3gAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_QSfRoKsZ4s/s400/a2k.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Staying up for internet 'cause sleeping is too &lt;i&gt;mainstream&lt;/i&gt;. Still getting 8 hours of sleep tho :P Captured by built-in camera on laptop. I think I should get my camera fixed, its CCD is broken, so I have to use via iPod printscreening video. The quality's so low but not noticed when played on iPod 'cause the screen of it is small so yeah, might be caused by pixels when played on bigger view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-878020988602572177?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/878020988602572177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/878020988602572177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQgMyBkG0mk/Ty3SgPH3gAI/AAAAAAAAAFc/_QSfRoKsZ4s/s72-c/a2k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-4605314341220173130</id><published>2012-02-04T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T09:44:07.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqew73Oa0k1qbfrfbo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Food never fails to make me happy. How am I suppose to live without you, food :)) Kung may boyfriend ako &amp;amp; we're stuck in an island na isa lang ang pagkain, I would kill my boyfriend then eat the food. I swear, I'd kill for food... then I eat my boyfriend para hindi sayang LOL. Come on man~ it's a matter of life and death.&lt;br /&gt;But reality is, I cant do that, I'd rather die D; I'm too kind to eat a thing like me :| man, that's gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://christianmathew.tumblr.com/" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-4605314341220173130?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/4605314341220173130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/4605314341220173130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/food-never-fails-to-make-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7970021613646772053.post-8240584440552982133</id><published>2012-02-04T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T08:59:31.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts About Myself</title><content type='html'>1. Leaves light on when sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;2. Suffering from &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com.ph/url?sa=t&amp;amp;rct=j&amp;amp;q=hyperhidrosis&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;ved=0CDAQFjAA&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FHyperhidrosis&amp;amp;ei=kmMtT5WkIo2hiAeT3PHTDg&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNFj3rR9YYPujZKAl51cCAer0zA2OQ" target="_blank"&gt;hyperhidrosis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Crappy penmanship.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sometime hallucinating. Seriously. No one knows about this, it's time to tell the weird truth. I act like I have imaginary friends. Last year I often do this but not much these days. Trust me, I'm not lying. Probably you're now thinking I'm a psycho :))&lt;br /&gt;5. I clean my room once every two weeks. My room looks more like a dump site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7970021613646772053-8240584440552982133?l=racheltindoy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8240584440552982133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7970021613646772053/posts/default/8240584440552982133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://racheltindoy.blogspot.com/2012/02/facts-about-myself.html' title='Facts About Myself'/><author><name>racheltindoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zBjUBJgyxhc/TvCUF5zbDoI/AAAAAAAAABg/2O3hYliprIo/s220/Washroom3.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
