<?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-10725370</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:00:08.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm your Hell.. i'm your Dream..</title><subtitle type='html'>Melancholy strikes...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-8367715583207118053</id><published>2008-07-19T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T09:42:51.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisensyadong Pakielamera</title><content type='html'>Around 4:30 am, bigla akong nagising, naalala ko, lalabas ang resulta ng board exam. Tinignan ko CP ko, nagtext si Aleng, sabi niya " Nakapasa daw tayo sabi" Ayokong umasa. Ayokong maniwala sa sabi-sabi. Nagreply ako, sabi ko, "weh? di nga? sino nagsabi?". Hindi na siya nagreply ulet. Kinakabahan na ko. Nagtext si Karl, "Meron na bang result?" sabi ko, "meron na daw sabi". Reply siya, "text mo ko pag alam mo ha. God Bless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7 am na, wala pa ding nagtetext sa'kin. Naalala ko, sinabi ko sa mga classmates ko, tetext lang nila ko pag pasado ako. Kung hindi, wag na lang mag text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di ako nakatiis, nagtext ako kay Karl. "Alam mo na ba resulta?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi niya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diaz Jhoana Marie Cortez ba pangalan mo? kung ikaw yun, nakapasa ka!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven ang feeling. Taena, tao na ko! nyahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Registered Social Worker na ko. Thanks kay Lord :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-8367715583207118053?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8367715583207118053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=8367715583207118053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/8367715583207118053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/8367715583207118053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2008/07/lisensyadong-pakielamera.html' title='Lisensyadong Pakielamera'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-1172341555668303457</id><published>2008-04-22T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T04:08:00.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pic29.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/pic29.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ganito kami oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti mode. La lang. Miss ko na siya eh. Miss ko na yung dating kami. Pero di na siguro mangyayari ulit  yun. Di na pwede. Bahala na si batman. Come what may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. Ok lang, di naman niya maiintidihan to eh. Hehe :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-1172341555668303457?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1172341555668303457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=1172341555668303457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/1172341555668303457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/1172341555668303457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/senti-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-4991195644468952735</id><published>2007-12-08T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T08:56:11.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The show is over, say good-bye</title><content type='html'>The fairytale will starts to end.. so better stop dreaming..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-4991195644468952735?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4991195644468952735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=4991195644468952735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/4991195644468952735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/4991195644468952735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/show-is-over-say-good-bye.html' title='The show is over, say good-bye'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-3810149233174000220</id><published>2007-11-18T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T08:05:46.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please don't give me false hopes.. I don't wanna live in fantasy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-3810149233174000220?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3810149233174000220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=3810149233174000220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/3810149233174000220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/3810149233174000220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/please-dont-give-me-false-hopes.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-5223348802336112655</id><published>2007-11-06T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T09:13:45.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two choices</title><content type='html'>"oist friday na ang deadline mo ah". I was a lil pressured by Tatang Ace. I really have to move now. He's referring to the Hifi's gift giving cheverloo this December (TTNL). And I was appointed to find agency or institution that can be the beneficiary. So tomorrow, I will go to RAC, the agency where I came from. I mean, not as a former client but, I worked there for my practicum 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give a lil background about RAC:&lt;br /&gt;* it is a temporary shelter for children (abandoned, neglected, substance user, special), homeless families, and psychotics.&lt;br /&gt;* has poor facilities.&lt;br /&gt;* few social workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have two choices, RAC and Hospicio de San Jose (both in manila area) The latter also caters abandoned, and neglected children. Children from these institutions are lacking of parental care, attention, and love. With our good hearts, we can help them by means of our little good deeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-5223348802336112655?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5223348802336112655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=5223348802336112655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/5223348802336112655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/5223348802336112655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/two-choices.html' title='two choices'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-2441904156807899790</id><published>2007-07-20T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:21:42.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lito..</title><content type='html'>Gawd. Napaka-makalimutin ko nitong nakaraang weeks. I misplaced (lost) my client's brief case summary, my Registration form and 3 classcards, I forgot my friend's birthday.. Ilan lang to sa mga bagay na nakalimutan ko. Ewan ko ba naman, may mga bagay na dapat ng kalimutan, yun pa ang di mawala sa isip mo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-2441904156807899790?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2441904156807899790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=2441904156807899790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/2441904156807899790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/2441904156807899790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/pink-is-color.html' title='lito..'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-6478172014446762055</id><published>2007-07-13T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:22:33.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hanging by a moment</title><content type='html'>inaatake na naman ako kagabi. Hindi heart attack ah. Yung feeling na sobrang sad. Tapos maiiyak. Do we feel the same way? O ako lang nahihirapan hanggang ngayon? Samantalang siya na nagpapakasaya. Damn, I can't help myself na hintayin siya. Kahit gustong-gusto ko na siyang kalimutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Man, you're so unfair. You left me hanging. You left me without any clear explanation. You left me without closure. What do you what me to do? I still fucking love you.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-6478172014446762055?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6478172014446762055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=6478172014446762055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/6478172014446762055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/6478172014446762055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/inaatake-ako-na-naman-ako-kagabi.html' title='hanging by a moment'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-7918641831402868922</id><published>2007-06-19T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:23:01.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice gift</title><content type='html'>After I went to our shop, I decided to check my e-mails and friendster account. I also opened my YM just to check if my friends from the other planets are also Online. As I was busy talking with my alien friend (peace parekoi!), one person appeared online. I was shocked. I felt my world stopped. I received a message from that person, OMG, I was chilling. Para akong nilagnat. I don’t know if I will feel happy, I don’t know, the feeling was strange. After the short conversation we had, I decided to go home. And that short conversation answered the question I always ask to myself. I realized that…  I am not one of his priorities in life. That was june 14, a day before that supposed to be our 6th monthsary. Nice gift huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-7918641831402868922?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7918641831402868922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=7918641831402868922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/7918641831402868922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/7918641831402868922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/after-i-went-to-our-shop-i-decided-to.html' title='nice gift'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-7975276947089981082</id><published>2007-06-19T09:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:23:37.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missness</title><content type='html'>I went to ate Rosselle’s house in Manuguit, Tondo. I miss ate so much. FYI, ate Rosselle is one of my most trusted friend. We had bonding sessions together with Cheng and Molay. You know, the usual girls talk, about guys, heartbreaks, and other kakikayan topic. We went to Aleng’s house to visit her. We strolled around the place. We ate lunch together. The whole day was not enough for us. I miss their company. I treasure them a lot. I’m happy whenever I am with them. After that, me and molay went to sm san lazaro to buy gift for Molay’s friend. And guess what, I saw Jane (bunso, my former boardmate), Jing, and Trisha (cousins and former boardmates). Grabe Na-miss ko talaga sila. We also saw Lourdes (classmate) together with her lola and little sister. And Joseph Yoshino (classmate).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-7975276947089981082?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7975276947089981082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=7975276947089981082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/7975276947089981082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/7975276947089981082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-went-to-ate-rosselles-house-in.html' title='Missness'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-8254247638487166323</id><published>2007-06-19T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:24:23.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama's 60th birthday</title><content type='html'>I was really happy to what happened last june 10, Sunday. We had a surprise party for mama’s 60th birthday. I was really thankful because our relatives were there. What I failed to see is when my mom went to the reception area where our relatives were hiding to surprise her. (my ate told me that all the people inside the venue were teary-eyed and so the cooks) My mom was clueless about the party because before it was started, my kuya and I left her to our shop. We just let her sell the accessories she bought from Divisoria (like ponytails, headbands, school supplies, toys, cottonbuds, umbrellas..) I just couldn’t imagine that our cellphone repair shop was converted into a little tiangge or a sari-sari store that some people would ask if we sell softdrinks and light bulbs. Hehe! And take note, my mom is planning to have  “ukay-ukay” infront of our shop. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather that day was so hot even if the reception area was fully air-conditioned. After the eating session, my cousins ransacked our house. Haha! The computer was turned on and so the tv. (My cousins were making “okray” about the dance steps of the celebrities in SOP show). And the room upstairs, my little cousins had wrestling there and the poor mattress became their ring. We had a camera-serye as what my cousins call it. Just check joyce’s multiply to see what I am talking about. I also invited some friends. Friends from Hifi and in school. The party went well. The joint efforts of the people involved were very much appreciated. I know that Mama was very happy that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony is this, after a long, busy but happy day, I ended up crying that night. Mama knows why. I just don’t want to elaborate. She told me, “Si ****, sumira siya sa usapan niyo, di siya nakapunta”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-8254247638487166323?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8254247638487166323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=8254247638487166323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/8254247638487166323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/8254247638487166323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-was-really-happy-to-what-happened.html' title='Mama&apos;s 60th birthday'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-4622364180518479929</id><published>2007-05-10T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:25:22.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>melancholy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Things are gettin worst everyday. But I silently praying, wishing, that everything will be fine. I wish I could hold his hands, hug him from the back, and let him feel the painful situation I am facing now. He told me that he only needs time. Time for what??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-4622364180518479929?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4622364180518479929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=4622364180518479929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/4622364180518479929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/4622364180518479929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/things-are-gettin-worst-everyday.html' title='melancholy'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-4229799756195934487</id><published>2007-05-10T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:27:57.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard to reach out</title><content type='html'>May na. uber busy kase ako para i-update itong pinakamamahal kong blog. Sorry sa mga tropa kong hirap akong i-reach out ngayon.  sorry din, hindi ko na matuloy tong i-po-post ko. Hay..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-4229799756195934487?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4229799756195934487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=4229799756195934487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/4229799756195934487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/4229799756195934487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-na.html' title='hard to reach out'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-116842068040135941</id><published>2007-01-09T23:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T01:18:00.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>review</title><content type='html'>yes,  this is it. ngayon ko na lang na-update ulet.. well, review ko lang lahat ng nangyari sa akin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOVEMBER, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Soul's day.  For the first time ata, di kami umuwi ng Bulacan. sa totoo lang, tinamad kami ni mama na umuwi dun. Ang ginawa namin ni ma that day, nag bantay ng shop namin. pagdating ng hapon, inaya ako ni ma dun na puntahan yung puntod ng mga kamag-anakan ng papa ko. Before kami magpunta dun, dumaan kami ng simbahan, bumili ng kandila. Pagpasok namin sa sementeryo, may goodness, ang daming tao! parang ayaw ko ng tumuloy. eto pa ang masakit, hindi maalala ni mama kung saan ang puntod. kung saan-saan kami nagsusuot. sari-saring amoy na ang dumikit sa katawan ko, amoy ni manong na hindi yata naligo, mga bata na amoy sunshine, mga amoy ng kabataan na maghapong nag pa-cute sa sementeryo. naikot na namin ata ang Caloocan Cemetery eh hindi namin sila natagpuan. napagpasyahan na lang naming umuwi. Umuwing luhaan este pawisan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mga ika-second week, naglipat kami ng gamit sa bago naming apartment. sa katabing street lang naman. Bagong bahay, bagong ambiance, bagong kakilala. actually wala pa kaming masyadong kilala dun. kanya-kanya kasi dun unlike sa inalisan naming dorm na mga chismosa tao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER, 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College day ng Human Development. Ang college ko. ang college kung na saan ang psychology, education, at social work. Dun mo makikita kung gaano katamad ang mga estudyante ng department of social work. ayaw magparticipate. ako ang nahihiya para sa kanila. este para sa amin pala :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after namin mag attendance ng umaga, nag punta kaming lima ng tropa ko sa MOA o Mall of Asia. yes, ang sakit sa paa. di kinaya ng powers ko. sumuko ako. samantalang isang bldg palang ang nililibot namin. after namin kumain sa foodcourt ng pang maghapon na kain, nag-umpisa na kaming mag-ikot. nagpa-picture kami kay santa claus, kay pooh and friends. ang kinain namin na pang-maghapon ay umabot lang ng ilang oras sa tagal ng nilakad namin. buti na lang at nagsawa din ang mga kasama ko. nag-aya ng umuwi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinabukasan ay ipinagpatuloy ang college day. Sympre, ano ba naman ang aasahan mo sa kolehiyong kinukurakot ang funds, ayun. bakya. nag singing contest. may magaling kumanta, may naggagaling-galingan. at pasok sa 2nd and 3rd ang contestant na representative ng social work. nang natapos yun eh Miss Gay contest naman. ang tatgal bago magstart. kung sino-sinong banda-bandahan at banda-banda diyan ang nagsi-kanta. ang nakakatuwa lang sa contest na yun, ang representative namin sa social work ay lalaki talaga. hindi siya pa-mhin, or bading. siya kase ang nagprisinta na sumali. hay grabe laugh-trip. kung wala siya ng contest that night hindi ganong kainteresado ang tao na manood. he got the best in talent. O diba astig? nag sayaw siya ng tokyo drift na kanta:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was the month na nagkaroon ako ng lovelife *blushing* hehe nabuhay ang lola mo. hindi na bitter. unlike sa last post ko. na ang arte-arte ng lovelife ko wahehe :D I am happy. even if there are some things na complicated between me and him, hindi ko na lang iniintindi yun. kahit na malayo siya, and it takes several days para magkita kami ulit, ok lang. Hindi siya katulad nung nasa August na post ko. ang laki ng difference nila. sobra. Minsan pag naiisip ko na aalis siya abroad, nalulungkot ako. yung maghihiwalay nga lang kami, ang sad ko na eh. yung aalis pa siya. Ayoko nga sabihin sa kanya na umiiyak ako minsan. baka sabihin na naman niya napaka-iyakin ko. ayoko kaseng panghinaan siya ng loob ng huwag na lang umalis. gusto ko nga, makaalis siya. Pero i told him na I will wait for him. Naks naman. Kinakabahan daw siya. Siguro baka kase iniisip niya na baka pag-uwi niya wala na siyang balikan. alam ko kung ano yung feelings niya tungkol dun.. And I understand. Obvious ba na love na love ko? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, christmas.. Ayun, reunion ulet ng cortez clan. hindi ganong kasaya unlike sa mga past christmas namin. ngayon kase parang tipong maidaos lang. walang wa-wa noh? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-116842068040135941?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116842068040135941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=116842068040135941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/116842068040135941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/116842068040135941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/review.html' title='review'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-116101841046976745</id><published>2006-10-16T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:25:52.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Buddy</title><content type='html'>I just  don't know what to react with what I saw this early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am happy for this person, a person who really deserves to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with what I saw this morning, I really deserved that.. and I hate it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-116101841046976745?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116101841046976745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=116101841046976745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/116101841046976745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/116101841046976745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-dont-know-what-to-react-with.html' title='My Buddy'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-116003587769923470</id><published>2006-10-05T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:27:15.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a glimpse of yesterday</title><content type='html'>sa totoo lang, kinakabahan ako sa po-post ko ngayon. Alam kong maraming makiki "usi". Pano ko ba sisimulan. Hay teka, hinga ng malalim. Ilang beses ko ng sinabi tong linya na to " naka-move on na 'ko" Pero sa ngayon, totoo na to. Promise. Ang tagal na rin, more than one year na rin ng iniwan niya ko. Yes, bitter ang dating, pero hinde, masaya na ko. Forgiven na siya, sa lahat ng ginawa niya. Pero minsan, may lihim pa rin akong "wish" para sa kanya, na alam kong hindi niya magugustuhan, minsan lang :D I wanna thank my cousin for helping me. Nagtyaga siyang magpaliwanag sa akin, kung ano ba dapat ang gawin ko. And finally, na-realize ko na din.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minsan, tinatanong ako ng friends ko, at minsan ko na ring tinanong sa sarili ko, "Paano pag nagkita kami ulit, ano ang magiging reaksyon ko?" Hindi ko alam. Dedma na lang ba, mag ha-Hi, ngingiti.. ewan di ko alam. My cousin told me na kelangan ko na daw maging masaya. Masyado na daw akong unfair sa sarili ko. Kinulong ko ang sarili ko sa sakit na naramdaman ko dati. At dahil dun, naging unfair na din ako sa taong nasapaligid ko. Oo nga naman, bakit di ko bigyan ng chance ang sarili ko. I am not closing my door to anyone. Gusto ko rin namang mag mahal at mahalin. I am just waiting for the right time. I am waiting for a sign. Sign na dapat na ulit akong mag-invest, mag-effort, sa isang relasyon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi nga ng ex ko na hindi ko makakalimutang linya niya ng cool-off kami, "I need to reevaluate myself' and I am applying it now to myself. Ayoko na kaseng maulit yung dati, sa akin man, o sa magiging partner ko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-116003587769923470?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/116003587769923470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=116003587769923470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/116003587769923470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/116003587769923470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/10/sa-totoo-lang-kinakabahan-ako-sa-po.html' title='a glimpse of yesterday'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-115924631927344902</id><published>2006-09-25T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:27:35.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finals Week</title><content type='html'>the judgement day is near.. lapit na finals.. I was stressed this past few weeks. eto ngayon nadali ako ng sakit. I was frustrated when I received my midterm exam results.. out of 7 subjects, I failed 2. Hindi madali sa part ko. Aside from being a scholar in my school and have to maintain a certain average, disappointed sakin ang professor ko. Siya yung nag motivate sakin para mahalin ko ang kurso ko. I talked to her, I said sorry. Sabi niya, hindi na daw ang nagpaparticipate sa class. I don't know why. sabi niya, kung may problem daw ako, kahit hindi ko daw iniinda, pero kung ang problem is present and unresolve, malaking epekto daw yun. yeah she was right. Siguro, I need some motivation, and inspiration (naks) sabi nga ng pinsan ko, "kulang ka lang sa kiss" hehe :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-115924631927344902?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115924631927344902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=115924631927344902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/115924631927344902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/115924631927344902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/09/judgement-day-is-near.html' title='Finals Week'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-115442848354480436</id><published>2006-08-01T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:28:22.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>well well well medyo tumatanda na ko.. pero cute pa din. thank you sa mga nakaalala ng bday kong parang wala lang hehe.. medyo "minalas" ang bday ko dahil nawala ang pang "beerday" ko. nadukot sa bag ni mama ko.. ang saya diba... pero siguro may mas nangangailangan na tao kesa sa ken.. and there is always next time :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-115442848354480436?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115442848354480436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=115442848354480436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/115442848354480436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/115442848354480436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-well-well-medyo-tumatanda-na-ko.html' title='Not so Happy Birthday'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-114924375291837357</id><published>2006-06-02T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:28:46.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day fuck?</title><content type='html'>pasukan na! excited? hindi rin :) majoring na eh. nosebleed na naman. Lipat na ako ng dorm. I am with my cuz Jing and Trixy. Ayoko na sana mag dorm kaso di naman ako makapag-aral sa bahay. Tsaka maraming things na dapat kong i-sacrifice pag school-bahay lang ako. Uhmm.. ano pa ba bago sa'ken.. ang dami na kasing nang-aasar sa blog ko, di daw ako marunong mag-update. kakatamad kase. Well, FYI guys, I am very thankful and happy ngayon sa buhay ko.. Naks! haha:) Eh kase po I had good grades last sem and  sa summer class ko. O diba ang taray?! Tapos naka- bonding ko yung Highschool friends ko.. bihira kaseng mangyari yun eh. Tapos.. basta masaya ang lovelife! ahhahah :) nakakaintriga ba? hehe :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-114924375291837357?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114924375291837357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=114924375291837357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114924375291837357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114924375291837357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/06/pasukan-na-excited-hindi-rin-majoring.html' title='First Day fuck?'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-114105033804214926</id><published>2006-02-22T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T06:27:02.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/640/dsc00572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/320/dsc00572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food-tripping at McDo.. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-114105033804214926?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114105033804214926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=114105033804214926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114105033804214926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114105033804214926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/02/food-tripping-at-mcdo.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-114104975516047252</id><published>2006-02-22T06:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T06:19:47.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/640/dsc00527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/320/dsc00527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at wall of intramuros &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-114104975516047252?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114104975516047252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=114104975516047252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114104975516047252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114104975516047252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/02/at-wall-of-intramuros.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-114105045770009516</id><published>2006-01-06T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T06:30:51.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/640/hifi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/320/hifi1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIFI friends.. despedida party of ace, joima and grid :D &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-114105045770009516?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114105045770009516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=114105045770009516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114105045770009516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114105045770009516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2006/01/hifi-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-114104984649766234</id><published>2005-11-01T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T06:20:42.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/640/nov1%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/6207/320/nov1%20011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Saint's Day With Cortez Clan &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="absmiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-114104984649766234?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/114104984649766234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=114104984649766234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114104984649766234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/114104984649766234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/11/all-saints-day-with-cortez-clan.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112772900047571981</id><published>2005-09-26T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T03:03:20.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nescafe soundskool</title><content type='html'>nagpunta kame ng friends kong si elaine,twinsis nyang si Ely, Dessa (new friend) sa Nescafe soundskool. sympre VIP ang mga lola mo.. battle of College Bands.. school ng DLSU, benilde, mapua, kalayaan (?!!) , CEU, St. Jude, JRU, UAaP and.. and..and.. nakalimutan ko na yung iba.. Kalayaan College yung nanalo.. grabe nagulat ako ng sinabi na yung ang nanalo. di ko kase natapos..di ko tuloy nakita ang Bamboo. Andun pala ang Spongecola, Hale, Kitchie, barbie,orange and lemons, Parokya, Cambio, Sugarfree, Kamikazee... ok naman..masaya di nga lang magulo kase may seats eh so walang moshpit nyahhah after non, nagpunta kame sa ewan, di ko matandaan yung name ng resto.. basta malapit yung sa Vaga verde.. hayyy.. tapos hinatid na kame nung friend ni dessa.. dun ako natulog sa house nila Elaine..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112772900047571981?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112772900047571981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112772900047571981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112772900047571981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112772900047571981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/09/nescafe-soundskool.html' title='Nescafe soundskool'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112555520946030170</id><published>2005-09-01T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:17:44.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telenovela pose daw.. :D &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112555520946030170?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112555520946030170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112555520946030170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112555520946030170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112555520946030170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/09/telenovela-pose-daw.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112555492533715120</id><published>2005-09-01T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:18:04.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pitoryal sa labas ng classroom nyahah :D &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112555492533715120?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112555492533715120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112555492533715120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112555492533715120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112555492533715120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/09/pitoryal-sa-labas-ng-classroom-nyahah.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112555418960057955</id><published>2005-09-01T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:18:29.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy-ness</title><content type='html'>kakapagod last week.. nag kasabay-sabay lahat.. midterm exams, projects, group projects, reporting, assignments..haaayyy... pero sympre kahit ganon.. may time pa rin kameng magchikahan to da max.mag videoke sa SM at mag piktyur piktyur sa classroom. hehe.. at may time din ako para umabsent sa make up classes at gumimik.. pero i make sure na di ko napapabayaan ang studies ko.. feeling ko nanganganib ako sa Group Process ko.. nyay!!! ahaha onga pala, naalala ko yung ginawa naming skit sa intesive english.. binigyan kame ng ibat ibang situation sa bawat group.. ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first situation&lt;/span&gt; ay yung father ayaw payagan yung daughter nya na mag ka BF..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second &lt;/span&gt;yung girl na inabandone ng BF (take note, biglang nagtinginan ang tropa ko habang sinasabi sa amin ng prof ko! haha) at ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;third&lt;/span&gt; yung nalaman nung girl na Bading yung BF nya..at napunta ko sa second situation..di ba ang saya-saya?!! haha sympre di ako pumayag na ako yung gumanap na gf..kaya ako ang babae ng bf hahhaha..sobrang laugh-trip tlaga.. di lang sa group namin, pati sa iba..lalo na yung ibang group, performance level talaga! haha grabe lumabas lahat ang kapal ng mukha nila..sakit nga tiyan ko sa kakatawa eh..hahah...ayun.. buti na lang natapos na ang kakanose-bleed naming exam sa economics. may leakage..sympre..mawawala ba yun?! nagulat ako habang nag tetest ay may nagpapasahan ng bente pesos.. anu yun?! tapos maya maya inaabot na saken.. bwaahhaha "kodigo!!" salamat sa nag abot..pero kahit wala nun kaya kong sagutan..*naks naman* pero yung iba di ka talaga alam.. buti na lang malinaw-linaw pa ang mata ko at nakikita ko pa ang sagot ng classmate ko 2 seats away from me..heheh.. swerte na din ako sa classmates ko ngaun.. hindi sila nang iiwan sa ere hahah :D buti na lang di kame napansin ng prof namin dahil ang attention nya ay nasa classmates kong nagkokopyahan din.. waheheh..hayun... meron pang isa.. ang intensive english.. kelangan malupet ang score ko..haha :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112555418960057955?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112555418960057955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112555418960057955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112555418960057955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112555418960057955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/09/busy-ness.html' title='busy-ness'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112432741951769056</id><published>2005-08-17T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:29:22.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I will survive</title><content type='html'>update ko lang to'ng blog ko.. tagal ko na din kaseng di naayos.. uhm.. kasalukuyang naghahanap ako ng magandang blogskin..yung &lt;strong&gt;masaya&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;maaliwalas&lt;/strong&gt; tignan.. yung hindi malungkot. yung nagrereflect sa feelings ko ngayon.. i have to move on..and im moving on.. naks! ehhehe opo mga kaibigan, &lt;strong&gt;im single again!&lt;/strong&gt; lets celebrate singlehood! (gumaganon pa!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay.. i accepted the fact na he's not for me.. And &lt;strong&gt;I DONT DESERVE HIM&lt;/strong&gt;.. next pls! taray haha.. at first syempre &lt;strong&gt;SOBRANG&lt;/strong&gt; sakit.. parang di ko kaya.. then dumating sa point na i felt hatred towards him.. Galit. pero ngayon, &lt;strong&gt;I realized my worth.&lt;/strong&gt; well its not my loss! famous line ng mga iniwan waheheh.. no hard feelings na saken. Past is past.. at sa mga friends kong panay ang reto saken ng kung sino-sino, maraming salamat! they were there for me during my &lt;strong&gt;DOWN&lt;/strong&gt; days.. sobrang nag aalala sila saken.. (hello di po ako magsu-suicide noh! excuse me!) kaya lang talagang &lt;strong&gt;PATAY&lt;/strong&gt; pa si &lt;strong&gt;HEART&lt;/strong&gt; ko ngayon.. di pa siya ready. siguro, it will takes time. the wounds already healed pero the scars are still there.. ayoko na mapunta ulit sa &lt;strong&gt;wrong&lt;/strong&gt; person.. ayoko ng masayang ang mga ipupuhunan ko sa relationship..sana nagegets nyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobrang painful lang talaga yung nangyari. and i dont want to elaborate. kase unfair naman dun sa &lt;strong&gt;ISA&lt;/strong&gt;. sympre pag nag kwento ako, sya ang lalabas na mali.. which is true nyak hehe wala na siguro siyang masasabi sa ken.. i did my best to make our relationship better.. somehow may shortcomings din ako..pero unlike him.. pag nga nakukuwento ako sa friends ko, gigil mode talaga sila.. The line &lt;strong&gt;"kapal ng mukha"&lt;/strong&gt; ang naririnig kong reaksyon sa kanila.. di ko sila masisisi dahil nasaksihan nila ang mga pangyayari. updated sila in short..yung guy friends ko nga, gusto na nilang sapakin nung time na yun. pero i wouldnt let them do it. kung masaktan man sya dun, hindi pa yung sapat sa naramdaman kong sakit. nung una, akala ko ako ang mali. i thought i was demanding.. pero hindi.. siya na pala ang may pagkukulang.. sobra-sobra na nga yung pagmamahal ko.. dumating sa point na hindi ko nakikita yung mali sa kanya.. aaminin ko, hindi ako masyadong naging masaya sa kanya..siya rin siguro. he didnt make me feel special.. &lt;strong&gt;hindi ko naramdaman na mahalaga ako sa kanya.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure call me &lt;strong&gt;stupid,numb,martyr&lt;/strong&gt;.. eh yun eh.. ngayon ko lang napatunayan na totoo pala tlagang may taong ganon pag high sila sa love (yuck parang kadiri) sabi nga nila saken &lt;strong&gt;"tol karma tawag dyan"&lt;/strong&gt; ahehe natatawa ako pag naririnig ko yun..totoo siguro..kase honestly speaking (&lt;strong&gt;confession time&lt;/strong&gt;) nagkaroon din ako ng few special affairs sa iba habang kame pa..pero sympre, tinigil ko kase i really love him. pero kahit iniwan ko yung mga yun. andyan pa din sila.. unlike sa taong pinili kong wag iwan pero iniwan ako.. toink! (karma of alicia keys in the background!) wala na kong balak alamin kung siya ay nagkaron din ng ganon.. sympre daanin sa smiles at pagtawa ang lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pag nga sa mall, nakakasalubong kame ng intsik, titingin sila saken.. "hmp! bumalik kayo sa china!" hahah ang linya ko..pag nga may nagrereto saken.. ang tanong ko kagad "chekwa ba yan?" aheheh trauma! pero halos lahat ata na guy na nanligaw saken mga tsino.. ewan ko ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero i learned a lot from my experience.. na wag dapat ganyan.. hindi dapat ganon.. blah blah blah... :)basta guys, kung kayo manliligaw, isipin nyo mo muna &lt;strong&gt;if you really love the person and if you're ready to do your commitments.&lt;/strong&gt; (thats his excuse pero ewan ko ah..)hay umiral na naman yung pagka paranoid ko..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. the &lt;strong&gt;I WILL SURVIVE &lt;/strong&gt;song is dedicated for myself.. ending this article while singing " i will survive just turn around now cause you're not welcome anymore!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112432741951769056?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112432741951769056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112432741951769056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112432741951769056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112432741951769056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/08/update-ko-lang-tong-blog-ko.html' title='I will survive'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112315608424698786</id><published>2005-08-04T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:30:06.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cry..</title><content type='html'>I am free.. akala ko hindi ko kaya.. sobrang down ako ng gabing yun.. i was crying till 4 in the morning.. "bakit nagkaganon?" yun lang ang lumalabas sa bibig ko.. sabi ko nga "I did my best" it hurts me a lot.. (nasa draft item lang ito, ewan ko ba at hindi ko natapos)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112315608424698786?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112315608424698786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112315608424698786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112315608424698786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112315608424698786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-am-free.html' title='cry..'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112188461569766565</id><published>2005-07-21T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T11:36:55.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hay :(</title><content type='html'>i know mababasa nya to.. pero i dont care.. this is my blog :) ako lang ba ang may problem? o pareho kame?.. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maybe i was too demanding and expecting too much from him.. &lt;/span&gt;after 3 yrs nang magkaron ako ng serious relationship, ngayon na lang nasundan.. kase talagang sinubukan kong magpakatino na.. pero parang may kulang.. sometimes na fi-feel ko na hindi na ko masaya.. pero i dont know..hindi ko siya ma-let go.. im doin my best to please him..pero parang kulang..o sobra..hindi ko alam.. marami nagsasabi na swerte daw siya saken..ayoko naman mag anticipate ng ganon.. ako ba? swerte sa kanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti pa yung iba napapansin ung effort ko..pero ewan ko sya.. hindi siya vocal sa feelings nya..pag nag sesenti ako, parang dedma lang sa kanya.. parang wala lang.. siguro nga isip-bata ako..pero alam mo yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meron pa.. hindi naman sa nagseselos ako pero bat ganun.. puro number ng babae ung fone nya..iba't ibang skul..siguro kung salbahe akong gf, pinag bubura ko na yun.. ni hindi ko nga mahawakan cp nya..parang lagi siyang may tinatago.. i respect his privacy..haayyy..sabi ng friends and cousins ko, stop ko na daw..ibig sabihin, makipagbreak na daw ako kase mas may magpaparamdam saken na im worth lovin..unlike sa kanya.. pero syempre i have my own decision.. ayoko na magkamali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayy..i wish i could read his mind.. para alam ko kung ano makakapag pasaya sa kanya, kung ano ang ikagagalit nya.. kung masaya pa ba siya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sino ba may problem..is it him? or its just me? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112188461569766565?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112188461569766565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112188461569766565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112188461569766565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112188461569766565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/07/hay.html' title='hay :('/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112188324046985221</id><published>2005-07-21T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T05:32:50.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys guys guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;history repeat itself.&lt;/span&gt;. since i was in highschool, marami akong guy friends.. and we bonded a lot. nang nag college ako.. i met so many guys pero medyo aloof ako dahil hindi sila komportable kasama.. but now most of my friends ngayong 2nd yr 1st sem lahat lalake.. many people think na im flirting pero im just being myself.. some said na wag daw ako masyadong sweet especially sa guy friends ko..ang hirap pag kaibigan mo, nagkagusto sayo..tapos hanggang friends lang ang gusto mo sa kanila.. pag sinabi mo na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"lets be friends"&lt;/span&gt; feeling nila basted na sila..tapos lalayuan ka na nila..iiwanan.. pero i dont wanna lose them..pero hindi nila naiintindihan yun.. aminin ko na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they fill the shortcomings of my bf&lt;/span&gt;..they were there pag kelangan ko sila..mas naiintindihan nila ko..mas napapakita ko kung sino talaga ako..kaso hanggang friends lang.. i had several special treatments from them.. kaso pag dating sa huli, nasasaktan ko sila.. palaging ganon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112188324046985221?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112188324046985221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112188324046985221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112188324046985221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112188324046985221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/07/history-repeat-itself.html' title='guys guys guys'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-112187161894871269</id><published>2005-07-20T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T08:04:32.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>platonic friendship :(</title><content type='html'>Things learned from intergender friendships&lt;br /&gt;By Mariel G. Calalo&lt;br /&gt;YOU contributor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PREMISE of this article lies on the principle that sometimes, loving a person doesn't mean it has to be romantic and loving a person for the rest of your life doesn't mean you have to end up marrying them. Can a man and a woman just be friends? I'd say yes and they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hindi dahil kinaibigan ka, liligawan ka na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not every guy who befriends you has an ulterior motive. Get over yourself. Don't flatter yourself. There is a reason why he befriended you, but don't automatically assume that it's because he wants to be your so-called boyfriend. If this will be the principle you'll follow every time someone asks you to be his friend, you're gonna miss a great deal from the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi dahil mabait sa iyo, nililigawan ka na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who are naturally sweet and kind. There are people who are innately good and no matter how wicked you seem, they just find it so easy to be kind to you. It doesn't mean he is courting you. Don't put yourself through unnecessary stress trying to figure out if he's courting you or not. Because I think if he is, you won't have to guess, you'll know and you'll be very certain about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hindi dahil he talks to you a lot, he loves you na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't befriend a person if you absolutely abhor him, right? Chances are you make sense when he talks to you, or you're probably very patient listening to him. The two of you probably connect on some level but why does it always have to be assumed to be romantic? Being two intelligent, mature human beings, you need to accept that it's nice to share a cup of coffee over a stimulating conversation, and that you don't have to automatically put romantic connotation to it. Relieve yourself of the pressure. It's just coffee and a shared interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hindi dahil cute ang friend mo, crush/love mo na siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the most amusing thing that hit me lately. People always assume that because your friend is cute or should I say, hot (because cute is a word you describe your high school crush while hot is a word you use to describe a hunk), "lakas amats mo na for repapips!" Let me just say this, at least from my own personal experience, I'm just nearsighted, I haven't gone blind. I can still appreciate God's creation! However, there will always be weird things, crazy things, stupid things that will keep you, believe me, from having a crush on him. First of all, you'd know his history with women, enough to judge what's good for you. Second, don't you just hate it when a guy who's absolutely always put together, who looks intelligent enough pronounces the word country as "kawntri" and the word mango as "meynggo." Call me crazy for judging a person just because he can't pronounce these words right. I admit, I'm crazy!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hindi dahil you hang out with each other most of the time, you'd end up being boyfriend-girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-explanatory... There are a thousand, no million different reasons why things don't always turn out that way. There is no one proven formula. For all we know, the reason why he likes hanging out with you is because he likes getting kikay tips from you. He probably plans on being kikay himself and he needs a mentor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A dinner with a guy friend does not necessarily mean equate to a date.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if you're paying for your share no. Hello? Three things to consider: the place, the topic and how the two of you actually planned to meet. First, how it was planned. If it were a date expect that he would ask you out at least three days before the actual date to give you some lead time, to give you the notion that you are not just a filler on his schedule. Second, the place. If it were a real date, the both of you would want real food and a place where you could really talk things through. Don't go out with a guy to a movie on Friday night if you're really serious about him. Going to a movie is more like treating him like a "filler" just because you had nothing to! do on a Friday night so you might as well go out. Topic. Ha! You wouldn't be talking about chikang artista, chikang opisina or argue if the one girl's boobs are real or not. You would be probably talking about sensible, quite personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I therefore conclude that platonic relationships are never complicated; people just have tendencies to complicate them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-112187161894871269?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/112187161894871269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=112187161894871269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112187161894871269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/112187161894871269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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close kundi yung blockmate ko nung first yr psych na si Little. eh hindi naman palaging pareho sked namin..puro lalake sa block na napuntahan ko. wala akong makausap na matino..kung hindi ka nila kinakausap,kinukulit ka nila..kung ano-ano tinatanong.. sabi naman nung isang block, puro daw mga pasaway ang nakasama ko.. malas lang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111923708474176961?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111923708474176961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111923708474176961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111923708474176961'/><link rel='self' 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border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ronald, duy, rocky, paolo, randy and david.. while eating.. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111797907873938311?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111797907873938311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111797907873938311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/lahat%200193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at joma's debut.. me,cams,david,ronald,kuya pao and jorgia.. i enjoyed chatting with kuya pao and the rest of the tipsy boys..haha &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111797880330970746?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111797880330970746/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111780658330381980</id><published>2005-06-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T06:51:06.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feelings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;errr..i hate THIS feeling.. i know i have no right to feel this way..but i can't help myself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111780658330381980?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111780658330381980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sent...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;galing akong school kanina.and thank God..that was the best enrollment for me..kase last sem, sobrang almost 1 month akong nag-enrol just because i was a shifter and di ko alam ang dapat gawin.. sobra..nag kaklase na sila..ako nag eenrol pa din..but now, God sent me an angel.. i forgot her name..she's my dormmate and she's working in the registrar..while i was in the line for the enrollment..i saw her smiling at me so i smiled back..eh yun..kinuha nya yung form ko.. binigay nya dun sa nag a-assist nang form..ang daming naghihintay..waiting for their enrollment stub..pero ako ala pang 15 minutes..nakuha ko na kagad..kase i was praying before the enrolment..sabi ko..sana hindi na'ko mahirapan..sobrang natraumatized ako dati.. and yun..may angel na tumulong sa ken.. i was very happy..that small miracle reminds me that God is always there for me..i am so blessed. ang bait nya saken.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111780602896691247?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111780602896691247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111780602896691247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111780602896691247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111780602896691247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/06/heaven-sent.html' title='heaven sent...'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111797928454776890</id><published>2005-05-29T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T06:49:03.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/youthcamp2%20089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/youthcamp2%20089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praisefest YFC camp DJV '05 the last night.. with 40+s active participants?! woohhoo saya!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; 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title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111742192826726537</id><published>2005-05-29T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T20:13:49.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YFC camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;grabe na-miss ko ang YFC and na-miss ko si God..mga 2 yrs din ako hindi naging active..eh 3 yrs nako ngayon...never akong naging committed sa Kanya na ganon.. Ang dami ko nang hindi kilala.. at first nafi-feel ko parang ang lungkot ko kase ala ako ka-buddy but when I met Laarni..ok na..sobrang nag-pray ako nung nag-worship kame na sana hindi na ko kabahan sa baptism.. we went to a dark wide place at ang dami ang na-slain.. including me.. at first nilalabanan ko..pero di ko nakaya..bumagsak ako sa semento and na-fi-feel ko na lang na may nag aayos sa pagkakabagsak ko..that was my first time.. nakakapagod pala..concious ako sa nangyayari..pero iyak ako ng iyak at nakapikit.. di ko lang kayang igalaw ang katawan ko.. after few minutes..nakatayo na din ako.. and feeling ko, wala na lahat ng kaba.. during the healing session, i cant help myself but to cry.. naka-relate kase ako sa pinsan ko habang nagsasalita sya sa harapan.. sobrang hindi ko na naasikaso yung ibang participants.. lumapit sa ken si kuya anthony and he said na dapat ilabas ko na lahat ngayon kase kelangan mas strong daw ako sa baptism..sobrang saya ko talaga after that night..kahit medyo na badtrip ako ng nasa apartment kame para matulog.. kinabukasan, nagkita ulit kame ni Laarni..we shared some personal talks and i found a friend in her.. mabait sya...maganda pa..kahit rich kid hindi makikita sa kanya ang kaartehan ng isang coño.. anyways nung dumating na yung mga parents.. dumating sina mama pati sila tita..and nang sabihin ni tito Bong na lapitan ang parents and yakapin sila..hinanap ko kagad si ma, niyakap ko sya ng mahigpit na mahigpit and i said "sorry mama, sorry po talaga...sorry" umiiyak ako non.. sabi ni mama "ok" i realized my bad attitude towards my mother..sobrang sinasagot ko sya pag nag aaway kame..and im really sorry for that.. i saw my cousin randy umiiyak habang kino-comfort ni mama.. nakita ko ang mga parents kung pano sila bumigay sa healing..and many participants realized how powerful ni GOD. nang uwian, kinausap ako ni kuya raymond sabi nya " ano, next year na naman kita makikita!" sabi ko kuya ayoko mag-promise.. and he smiled.. i will not forget that camp and i wanna thank God for allowing me to accept Him again in my heart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111742192826726537?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111742192826726537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111742192826726537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111742192826726537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111742192826726537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/yfc-camp.html' title='YFC camp'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111655873091746256</id><published>2005-05-20T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T20:50:34.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TV programs..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nung nasa highschool ako..never akong nanonood ng mga chinovelas,teleseryes,telenovelas.. kase feeling ko ang baduy..(no offense sa mga nanonood) kase sa totoo lang nadadala ako ng emosyon ko (sabi nga saken ng roommate ko) naaasar ako pag binibitin yung situation..lalo na ng sumikat ang F4,5566 ata yun..at iba pa..minsan nag babasa ako ng nagchachat sa TV..tapos panay banggit ng F4 at meteor garden at parang patay na patay sila.. sabi ko wtf?!! sino ba yan?!!.. pag ako nabaliw dyan sa F4 na yan pag tatawanan ko sarili ko..and one time nanonood ang mga insan ko ng TV ko.. i saw 4 guys na mukhang asian at talagang may itsura.."joan yan ang F4" sabi ng insan ko.. cute nga sila..may K naman sila para kiligan..ang tanong may talents ba? o hidden talents na dapat itago na lang forever..oo cute sila pero kelangan pa bang mag download ng logo nila? or i-set ang kanta nila as a ringtone na hindi naman natin maintindihan? sabagay di naman natin sila masisisi..naalala ko pa non..ng grade schooler pa ko.. patay na patay ako sa the moffatts.. hhehe natatawa ako pag naaalala ko yun..talagang bumibili pako ng posters and tapes (di pa uso CD) anyway..ah may naalala ako..yung telenovela sa GMA i forgot the title..pero ang bida dun sila eddie garcia..maganda ung concept.iba-iba..hindi puro love-team..may halong family problems, society problems at sa politics din.. i admire the directors who can do a program like that..hindi puro love-team ni ganito at ni ganyan ang alam gawin..and sa totoo lang ngayong nasa college ako..nag-improve na sila..i started to appreciate their works.. eto ang para saken eh magandang panoorin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Encantadia- GMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--maganda kase kakaiba unlike others.. tsaka mapapansin mo talaga yung production design.. talagang full of effort..talagang ginagastusan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. Anghel na Walang Langit - ABS-CBN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--infairness..nakagawa din sila ng maganda-ganda..nakakatuwa kase yung mga bata dun..especially yung bata na nasa commercial ng isang mayonnaise ata yun.. magaling yung mga bata pati yung mga veteran actors and actresses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;pero sa totoo lang,hindi ako mahilig sa ganyan..mas gusto ko pa manood ng MTV at MYX.. pero nakakaaliw minsan panoorin..lalo na kung yun ang pinag-uusapan palagi..para maka-relate naman ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;maganda din yung mga asian programs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. stairway to heaven- GMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-- ang ganda ng story..nakakadala talaga..kaso pag tapos na..parang ang bigat sa loob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. endless love - GMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-- kakaiyak.. kakalungkot ang ending..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. lovers in paris - ABS-CBN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-- maganda..kakatuwa yung acting nila..parang totoo..pero ang panget ng ending daw nun..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. Full House - GMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-- laugh-trip..sobra..ang ganda pa nung bida dun...tska naaalala ko lagi yung kanta dun yung "may tatlong bear sa loob ng isang bahay" with action..hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. All about Eve - GMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-- nakaka-imbiyerna yung kontra bida..galing nya..pati ako naaasar nya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im not an avid fan of those programs..pero nakakatuwang isipin na marami palang magaling na actors and directors pati staff na nakakagawa ng mga yun..sana sa tin magawa din natin or mas maganda pa dun.imagine-in mo, na pinapanood ng taga ibang bansa ang mga palabas natin tapos dina-dub sa salita nila..tapos inaabangan din tulad ng ginagawa natin..diba ang saya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111655873091746256?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111655873091746256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111655873091746256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111655873091746256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111655873091746256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/tv-programs.html' title='TV programs..'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111811755894102900</id><published>2005-05-20T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:15:46.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/akoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/akoto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song hye kyo..(jenny of endless love and jessie of house) she's so pretty diba? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111811755894102900?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111811755894102900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111811755894102900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111811755894102900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111811755894102900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/song-hye-kyo.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111478740082976699</id><published>2005-05-19T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:02:28.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unforgettable expressions....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1. Alam mo yan eh..buhay ka eh.. (isang lasing na ka YFC ni gelene)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. yan ang sinasabi ko sayo eh..madami kang alam eh.. (ronald, pinsan ko habang iniinis ako)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. halika, magsindi tayo ng puting kandila (line sa let the love begin ni gloria romero)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. anak ka ng beka.. (expression ng Cortez Clan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. PG to! *parang gagu* (lea austin, classmate at barkada ko sa PLM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;6. sorry, im just a goddess.. ( akin po yun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;7. churi..churi.. (nag-sorry ala mahal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;8. sabe? sabe? di nga? di naman eh.. sabe? (pang-asar na tanong ng mga pinsan ko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;9. wushuuu... (sympre, isang pang-asar pa rin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;10. you can't see me!!!... (sam pinsan ko laging ginagaya si john cena, wrestler)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;11. oh wag kang ten! relak ka lang.. (wag kang tense relax ka lang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;12. wag kang kabahan..kinakabahan ka eh.. (pag nag-wo-worry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;13. wag ka na!!! (while waving his hand infront of his face..my cuz sam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;14. ayos ah no space..P.I.M.P. pala yan eh(mapimple daw kase yung ** ng insan ko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;15. pang Mr. Earth ah..mukang lamang-lupa.. ( panlalait sa mga bf ng insan ko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;16. ang kulit! yan ang panget sa'yo eh..mukha mo.. (pag nai-irita na sa kausap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;16. wag kang maingay! may naglalaba.. (status ng isa kong friend sa YM)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;17. uy labas na kayo.papatayin ko na yung exhaust fan.madilim.. (sabi ng janitress sa school sa loob ng CR sa school..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;18. ei guys magdala kayo ng canned goods na nasa lata ah.. (joyce,insan ko YFC meeting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;19. wait mali kaya yun..which is wrong.. (classmate ng insan ko)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;20. can you repeat it again? (sabi ng insan ko sa kausap nya sa fone na may-pagka Amboy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;21. pinatataas nyo high-blood ko eh.. (joke ng tita ko sa min)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;22.hirit ka pa eh.. la ng oras.. (pang-aasar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;23. anong oras na? tignan mo baka oras mo na.. (pang-aasar pa din)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;24. ang lakas nyan eh..ang lakas mang-asar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hahah..simpleng banat pero nakakatawa..ehehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111478740082976699?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111478740082976699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111478740082976699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111478740082976699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111478740082976699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/unforgettable-expressions.html' title='unforgettable expressions....'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111639795890094019</id><published>2005-05-18T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:04:13.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ewan ko..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;well, i dunno kung magiging masaya ako o hindi sa pag kaka retain ko sa PLM.. kase ayoko na talaga dun..sila mama gusto talaga.. ayoko na kasing pahirapan sarili ko.. pero yun na eh.. enrollment na sa katapusan.. thankful ako kahit papano kase di lalaki ang gastos nila Ma.. kaya lang mas mahirap kase ang taas ng average na dapat kong i-maintain.. starting this yr hanggang sa huli.. hhaaayyy...anyway...bahala na..basta mag-aaral na lang ako mabuti..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111639795890094019?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111639795890094019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111639795890094019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111639795890094019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111639795890094019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/05/ewan-ko.html' title='ewan ko..'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111476459887416838</id><published>2005-04-29T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:08:23.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>risk taker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i can say na im inspired right now.. kahit na puro problems.. ang dami ngang nakahalata this past few days.. some one told me "iba ka ngayon..i think someone made your day" tsaka "ay si ate joan inspired.." well, sa totoo lang, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"ngayon na lang ako ulit nag ka ganito" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;or should i say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; "ngayon lang ako nag ka ganito"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;kase may isang taong nakakapag pasaya sa akin ngayon.. kahit na malayo sya sa kin... i can feel his presence.. minsan nga pag may ginagawa ako, biglang ako mapapahinto.. tapos maaalala ko yung mga corny jokes nya tska kaartehan nya sa buhay.. pati yung favorite expression nya, nagagaya ko na rin.. and it made me smile.. kahit na minsan napipikon na ko, hindi ko pa ring magalit sa kanya pang ng aasar na sya.. i dont want to look forward sa future with him.. baka ma-disappoint lang ako.. pero i want to live again.. i mean.. my heart dies many years ago and i want to give my heart a chance to live again.. i dont wanna be hopeless romantic forever.. in short i want to give myself a chance.. this time, I'll take risk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111476459887416838?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111476459887416838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111476459887416838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111476459887416838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111476459887416838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/04/risk-taker.html' title='risk taker...'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111474519623710893</id><published>2005-04-28T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:17:15.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont know where to go..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tinawagan ko si ate annie sa phone kaninang umaga..i asked her about the result sa nilakad ni Tita Mila sa school ko (PLM) she told me na "joan, hanap ka na muna ng school mo, negative eh" so I said "sige sabihin ko na lang kay Ma" deep inside, i wanna cry.. Parang sa isip ko, "LordGod &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;san mo ba talaga ako gusto?" then ate annie said "malay mo, di ka talaga para dun." siguro nga.. pero parang ang hirap ma-accept. actually while im doin this article, umiiyak ako..parang di ko na kayang tapusin to.. malabo na tingin ko sa screen.. di ko alam ngayon.. Im really hopeless.. ginawa ko naman lahat.. nag-aral naman ako mabuti.. siguro nga di talaga ako para dun.. yan medyo tumahan nako.. nahimasmasan na.. anyway Goodbye PLM.welcome my new school.. alam ko mabigat din loob ni mama pag nakikita nya kong pinang hihinaan ng loob.. pati si papa.. mama knows na i did my best.. nakikita nya nahihirapan din ako.. ang laki ng pinayat ko since ng nag-aral ako dun.. next week siguro, aalisin ko na gamit ko sa Dorm.. goodbye Dorm.. haha.. almost one year ko din tinirahan yun.. medyo nahihiya ako sa mga tita ko at kay mama.. pero sabi ni ma, wag daw, di naman daw ako bobo.. nagkataon lang na mataas ang standard ng school na yun.. sabi ni ate annie "hmp mas matalino ka pa nga kay **** eh yun bobo yun,ikaw matalino ka.." siguro nga.. ewan.. nakakasama ng loob.. parang yung school pa na yun ang sumira ng kinabukasan ko.. imbes nursing ako ngayon, napunta pa sa patapon na course.. ayoko naman talaga mag-aral dun.. pinilit lang ako.. kase daw, mura na high standard pa.. pero i wanna thank PLM na rin.. kung dahil sa kanila, di ko makikila ang mga taong naging bahagi na ng buhay ko.. mula sa blockmates ko nun sa psychology course.. hanggang sa socialwork course.. sa classmates ko sa "international section" pati sa ROTC platoon mates ko.. sa lahat.. pati sa tindera ng drinks sa canteen.. at mga taong naka batian ko kahit di ko sila kilala by name.. sa profs na pinahirapan ako.. thank you sa lahat.. some of them made me happy, some of them made cry, some of them made me laugh..pero kahit ano pa man yun.. PLM made me a strong person.. siguro sinubukan lang ako ni Lord kung hanggang saan ang faith ko sa kanya.. well bahala na Siya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111474519623710893?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111474519623710893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111474519623710893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111474519623710893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111474519623710893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/04/dont-know-where-to-go.html' title='Dont know where to go..'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111441840111358653</id><published>2005-04-25T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:15:47.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken inside..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;many people told me na I am a strong person kase may strong personality daw ako. kase they always see smiling, joking,laughing and matapang. feeling nila parang wala akong problems. kung meron man, tinatawanan ko lang daw. of course, bat ko pakikita na nasasaktan ako? na pinanghihinaan na ko ng loob? na gusto ko ng mag-give up?. yeah, halos lahat ng problem ko dinadaan ko lang sa tawa, na kahit sa totoo lang, gustong gusto ko ng umiyak. wala akong mapagsabihan ng mga sama ng loob ko. wala man lang akong ate na makakarelate sa problema ko. meron nga akong kuya, lagi pa kaming nag-aaway. i wish someday, malaman din nya ang importance ng isang kapatid. na hindi na lang siya laging galit sa'kin. minsan, kahit gusto kong maglambing sa kanya, di ko magawa. ewan, natatakot na kong mapalapit sa kanya. minsan, ayoko ng umuwi ng house namin. I dont know why. kase dun ko lahat nafi-feel. sadness, emptiness, loneliness.. feeling ko mag-isa lang ako. ni hindi nila nakikita ang pag-iyak ko mag-isa. siguro nararamdaman din nila. kaso sila di rin nila alam kung paano ako ia-approach. dumadating ako sa point na hindi ako nagsasalita sa bahay. sasagot lang ako sa mga tanong nila. minsan kase kung sino pa yung dapat mong lapitan sa mga problema,sila pa yung nagiging dahilan kung bakit ka may problema. di man lang kamustahin kung masaya ba ko sa buhay ko. kung may problema ako. Namimiss ko na yung time na sabay sabay kami kumain, mkapag-kuwentuhan nang masaya, manood ng tv na magkakasundo, mamasyal sa labas. ang konti na nga lang namin, di pa magkasundo... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111441840111358653?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111441840111358653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111441840111358653' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111441840111358653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111441840111358653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/04/broken-inside.html' title='Broken inside..'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111339899898132957</id><published>2005-04-13T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:18:23.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ampness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;badtrip..badtrip talaga..hate na hate ko ang mga taong im-too-good-to-be-true...pakshit talaga...kung kelan nako-convince mo na yung sarili mo na you have to wait for the right one, tska naman may dumadating na hindi mo ini-expect na guguluhin ang magulo mo nang buhay..tapos pag na-fall ka na sa kanya, tska ka nya bibitawan, iiwana ka ng biglaan..mga taong mahilig mag-pasakay..bat ganon..tang-ina nila talaga..hayyy..nakakasama ng loob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111339899898132957?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111339899898132957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111339899898132957' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111339899898132957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111339899898132957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/04/ampness.html' title='ampness'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111060738673303500</id><published>2005-03-11T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:39:09.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sounds familiar?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;bale eto yung mga fav. lines ko sa mga kanta.. check dis out...maganda to promise!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; its the hardest thing ill ever have to do.. to look you in the eyes and tell you i dont love..its the hardest thing ill ever have to lie.. to show no emotion when you start to cry --hardest thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;how many times did i pray you'd find me --you first believed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; wishing someday i would find true love.. --wherever you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; and who will be there..to catch you if you fall.. -- beauty and madness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; i keep my feelings so deep.. boy i keep my dreams of you and me.. somewhere inside.. although i pray that you would see it in my eyes.. --last chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; if i was the one who was loving you baby.. the only tears you cry will be tears of joy.. and if i was by your side you never know what lonely nights.. --if i was the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; there's no easy way to break somebody's heart-- there's no easy way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; do you ever think about me? do you ever cry yourself to sleep? in the middle of the night when you're awake..are you calling out for me? -- 6,8,12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; how could you ask for more.. with an innocent smile trusting me to stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;how could you break down my disguise.. and uncover my fears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;how could you look into my eyes.. ignoring my tears-- later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; am i trying to hard to keep this love alive? you dont seem to care about this love that we had--last love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; if only i could turn back times.. i would stay for the night.. -- turn back time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;and you're not trusting your heart to anyone.. - through the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;maybe someday.. i find the way to say just what you mean to me.. --in a rush &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; if my heart was lying then why should i believe in.. --if im not inlove with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;if im not made for you then why does my heart tells me that i am.. --if your not the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;i wish you look at me that way --invicible man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;i wanna know what makes you cry so i can be the one who always make you smile -- i wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;if i knew that you still love me i could undo the pain that i caused and i would take it all away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so you'd stay but its too late for that coz you're not coming back--if i knew &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; i really like what youve done to me i cant really explain it --so into you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt; was i ever loved by you? -- &gt;out of reach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;--&gt;i curse you for being so sweet snd so kind -- tattooed on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111060738673303500?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111060738673303500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111060738673303500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111060738673303500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111060738673303500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/03/sounds-familiar.html' title='sounds familiar?!'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111000261628372987</id><published>2005-03-04T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:40:25.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ay ewan...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;bat ganon..may taong ang hirap pakisamahan..wala ka namang ginagawa, nagagalit sayo...di ko tuloy alam kung san ako lulugar..di ko naman sinasabi na mabuti akong tao o kaibigan..ewan ko ba..basta alam ko..wala akong ginagawang masama!!!! hehehe vilma santos ikaw ba yan?!! hahaha...kase naman may topak yung friend ko..biglang nagalit sa min ni leah..naman...pero di ako galit sa kanya..actually,tinatype ko lang kung anong gusto sabihin ng utak ko na di ko masabi talaga..topak noh?!! maya papasok nako sa subject kong humanities na hindi naman kame pinapasukan...la naman akong natututunan sa kanya...last subject ko na yon..tapos pupunta ako ng dorm then uwi nako sa bahay namen...wahhh di ako nakauwi kahapon dahil sa buwisit na rotc...hmp!!! pinagod lang kame.. anyway..sana naman noh..may mag comment...hahah..mamilit daw ba...bat yung ibang blog..ang gaganda..saken panget..:( huhuh..tapos sa kanila may picture pa eh di naman ako marunong gumawa ng ganon...hmp...cge na..malapit na akong mag-time..till next time.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111000261628372987?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111000261628372987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111000261628372987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111000261628372987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111000261628372987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/03/ay-ewan.html' title='ay ewan...'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111797950465272960</id><published>2005-03-04T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T06:52:14.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/youthcamp2%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/youthcamp2%20067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senti time..nag-iisip.. &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" alt="Posted by Hello" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111797950465272960?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111797950465272960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111797950465272960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111797950465272960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111797950465272960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/03/senti-time.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-110957014697060773</id><published>2005-02-27T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:41:41.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Astig ang Sponge Cola</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;nagpunta kase ang MTV and VJ hunt and sponge Cola..wala lang...para saken..astig ung concert nila sa school. (nakapanood ako kase free-concert yun)..kasama ko si leah,friend ko sa school..kahit wasted na kame tinapos pa rin namen..before ko sila mapanood, nakikita ko lang ang mga videos nila sa myx..tsaka ung mga kwento saken nung isa kong classmate na mabait daw cla tska matatalino and cute..medyo naging interesado ako sa kanila..tas magaganda pa ang lyrics ng songs nila..nang mapanuod ko sila, aminin ko, eh nakitili rin ako..and guess what?!!! nakatabi ko yung crush ko..hhahah..yun nga lang kasama nya ung GF nya :( nakita nya ko eh...syempre parang wala lang.. pero deep inside,kinikilig ako...anyway back to sponge.. gusto ko silang makipag-communicate sa tao..humble sila..saya nga eh..bibo raw ang mga tga PLM sabi nila..ewan ko kung pang-uuto yun... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-110957014697060773?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/110957014697060773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=110957014697060773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/110957014697060773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/110957014697060773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/02/astig-ang-sponge-cola.html' title='Astig ang Sponge Cola'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111807035754140724</id><published>2005-02-27T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T08:08:26.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/233529-spongecola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; 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BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/233524-spongecola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go gosh!!! &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111807009442936354?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111807009442936354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111807009442936354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111807009442936354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111807009442936354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/02/go-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-111806989749369447</id><published>2005-02-27T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T07:59:22.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/640/233522-spongecola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/139/6207/320/233522-spongecola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yael yuzon vocalist of spongecola (and my ex bf.charing!!!)) &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-111806989749369447?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/111806989749369447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=111806989749369447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111806989749369447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/111806989749369447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/02/yael-yuzon-vocalist-of-spongecola-and.html' title=''/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-110836577374011472</id><published>2005-02-13T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:13:06.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy puso day..happy ba talaga?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;di k&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;o lam bat naiinis ako pag valentine's day..hindi naman sa wala akong date..pero ewan ko kung baket.. siguro dahil hopeless romantic lang ako..tska parang sakit sa ulo..pwede naman di bang maging araw-araw ang valentine diba..kaso siguro para sa iba..magastos..hehehe...kaso mas lalo akong ma-aasar kung araw-araw yun..lahat kaya ng tao masaya pag valentine? sa tingin ko..hindi,para dun sa mga mag-isa..sa kaaway ang boyfriend or girlfriend..sa kakabreak lang.. sa walang nag-iinvite sa kanyang makipag date..pero ako hindi ako masaya..hindi rin naman ako malungkot...ewan..miski sarili ko di ko maintindihan...kayo na lang ang bahalang umintidi sa ken ha?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-110836577374011472?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/110836577374011472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=110836577374011472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/110836577374011472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/110836577374011472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-puso-dayhappy-ba-talaga.html' title='happy puso day..happy ba talaga?!'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10725370.post-110796348821882115</id><published>2005-02-09T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:13:45.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na naman...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;haaayyy maya-maya papasok na naman ako ng school... nakakasawa rin yung paulit-ulit na lang lagi yung ginagawa mo.Oo,inaamin ko napakabugnutin kong bata.. madali akong mainip.. madali akong mag-sawa... maliligo.. papasok sa school.. makisama sa mga plastik na tao..makinig sa nakakaboring na prof... sumagot ng napakahirap ng quizzes na hindi naman na discuss sa class... gumawa ng santambak ng research paper... kumain sa canteen or kung short sa allowance kakain kung san affordable.. .pag mahaba ang vacant.. eto mag-ne-net.. makipag bolahan sa mga ka-chat... and then time na!!! mag mamadali nang bumalik sa school para maunahan ang prof tas pag daiting mo "wala si ma'am!!" vacant na naman..nauubos ang pera at oras ko sa walang ka kwenta-kwentang bagay... uwian na.. .bibili ng pang dinner tapos diretso sa dorm... wala naman ang mga roomates ko... kakain... bubuksan ang tv... takte puro telenovela at teleserye... mag raradyo.. mahihiga sa tinuturing kong munting palasyo.. ang lower deck.. mag-iisip nang kung anu-ano.... palagi na lang bang ganon? wala na bang makakagpasaya sa buhay na ganito? ewan.. di ko alam...matutulog na lang ako...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10725370-110796348821882115?l=jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/feeds/110796348821882115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10725370&amp;postID=110796348821882115' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/110796348821882115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10725370/posts/default/110796348821882115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jhoanadiaz.blogspot.com/2005/02/na-naman.html' title='Na naman...'/><author><name>jhoana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11246350833009344404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a348/jhoanadiaz/001copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
