<?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-7297496</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:49:02.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life... and loving it!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7297496/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06210580590394101052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7297496.post-109938530483218577</id><published>2004-11-02T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T00:48:24.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe.</title><content type='html'>im... hahaha.. back to old self again.&lt;br /&gt;just finished with exams and gaga over ex and crushes.&lt;br /&gt;so over with that phase....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lifes too short.&lt;br /&gt;im not the gurl whos going to change him..&lt;br /&gt;too bad i was up for the challenge. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aryty...&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just gonna live my life like i was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;wuv life! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7297496-109938530483218577?l=karen---.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/feeds/109938530483218577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7297496&amp;postID=109938530483218577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7297496/posts/default/109938530483218577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7297496/posts/default/109938530483218577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/2004/11/hehe.html' title='hehe.'/><author><name>karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06210580590394101052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7297496.post-109740126113254211</id><published>2004-10-10T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T03:05:15.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im cool now</title><content type='html'>just the other week my guy broke up with me.. at the same day i was kicked out of my house. what a day right?&lt;br /&gt;my bestfriend has another bestfriend whom she loves spending time with... im jealous... hahaha sounds wrong... i know.&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother, didnt talk to me for a week!&lt;br /&gt;rosselle, one of my realy close friends told me the other day that i changed. not anymore the wacky and happy go lucky girl that i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;pressured with school.&lt;br /&gt;quit the volleyball team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats happening to me... it seems like this is my breaking point. i lost my boyfriend whom i honestly didnt think of falling inlove with but i did. lucky me... his problem? hes not affectionate, he loves me but he doesnt know how to act like it. my problem? him... because meer fact that i love him. i want him, but hes not what i deserve. but i insist on pursuing him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing a friend its more than enough to break down for me... i love them more than my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i lost a lot of things. including my appetite for socializing.&lt;br /&gt;im lost, i dont feel comfortable with people around..im not emotionally stable though i try to be.&lt;br /&gt;in the classroom i sense somehow everyones superficial, fake. this is not true.&lt;br /&gt;the only person i feel comfortable with is Kat. this is really bad.&lt;br /&gt;i feel paranoid, overly concious. im stupified by whats happening.&lt;br /&gt;i had a lot of friends, in just a snap i dont know whos real?.... sad isnt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandma and i are cool now.&lt;br /&gt;josh and i are friends. trying to be at least. hes my bumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;jill, i hope shes happy with micah. and stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just saw two rainbows at the same time&lt;br /&gt;fascinating, so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;hope is still out there for me to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the things are crashing into me at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;its so hard to be sad. its just not me.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i get over this phase soon.&lt;br /&gt;so life is not put to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in memories of: haha parang patay na...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v345/karen---/karen/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7297496-109740126113254211?l=karen---.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/feeds/109740126113254211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7297496&amp;postID=109740126113254211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7297496/posts/default/109740126113254211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7297496/posts/default/109740126113254211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/2004/10/im-cool-now.html' title='im cool now'/><author><name>karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06210580590394101052</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7297496.post-109420349565383356</id><published>2004-09-03T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T02:24:55.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck!</title><content type='html'>got mugged the other day by these 2 guys riding a scooter? or bike... my 2 week yr old cell was there, my pictures, which is like so impt to me. how did this happen&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well somehow because of my stupidity, i walked my way home from gh... which is a bit far.. aryt arryt its far. why the hell did i walk? because got no money left, i hate borrowin and i told my granma that im goin home early. my friends are all goin home late, so i decided to go home, when i texted got no fuckin load. ahahaha lucky huh? 2 blocks from my house there i got mugged. what a lucky day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home, my granmother and i fought, i cant contact my friends, josh and i talked, tanx to him i felt better. aw... i finaly found my right soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i lost my things for a good cause, because somebody needs it more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;im happy im still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~everything happens for a reason~&lt;br /&gt;when my boyfriend for 3 yrs broke up with me...&lt;br /&gt;i learned the value of friendship.&lt;br /&gt;when i got mugged....&lt;br /&gt;i learned the value of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;material things are replaceable... but life... we only get to have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7297496-109420349565383356?l=karen---.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7297496.post-109357087114464162</id><published>2004-08-26T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T18:41:11.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>retreat</title><content type='html'>i just had my retreat... well first of all its very relieving. like what carl said because you know there arent anymore pretensions, im happy that one time in my life i get to have this experience, got to bond with the class and especially with God... the 4-c class had a deeper bond and its quite obvious,i just hope that itll last.. it was really special because we had a chance to let it all out, all our grudges, feelings, being thankful and all that...i even cried. hahaha comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this certain session where you get to read your palancas, everyone, i mean almost everyone got teary eyed,i find it weird, then on the latter part i was envious with those who did, because they felt so happy, for a fact those were tears of joy and you can tell., something was missing, i dint have parents. but then again even if i have my complains, im lucky for having my friends,complete fingers and toes... im lucky to be there. very lucky. im so thankful, and i also thanked God for making all my loved ones so happy... ive never seen such joy in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides from not having tv's, radios, and all the gadgets we get to have in our everyday life... i wish, we can do it over and over again. and i hope that this wonderful experience will be a lasting one. as well as it ismeaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7297496-109357087114464162?l=karen---.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/feeds/109357087114464162/comments/default' 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type='text'>a new beginning</title><content type='html'>changed a lot here in my blog... you can go view the pictures after the tagboard.. feel free look wherever you want to.. hehehe... anyway.. i aint posting anything here for the meanwhile, its my exams and i hafto study its math and statistics tomorrow... so everyone pray for me to pass and also wish me luck, i surely need it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v345/karen---/karen/DSC00316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7297496-109282592507496603?l=karen---.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karen---.blogspot.com/feeds/109282592507496603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7297496&amp;postID=109282592507496603' 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