<?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-6189224</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:20:15.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carnival haze </title><subtitle type='html'>a shot of melancholia. </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-111502810569562954</id><published>2005-05-02T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T18:01:45.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything Happens for a ReasonI do not know what to feel right now, it's been months since i last posted an entry here. I don't exactly feel sad but definitely not happy. I think i'm in the middle of both. I am too tired of thinking about things. I want to make it easier for the people i love. All my life, all i ever want to do was to protect them from getting hurt. I never imagined i will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/111502810569562954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=111502810569562954' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/111502810569562954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/111502810569562954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2005/05/everything-happens-for-reason-i-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-110768245845465194</id><published>2005-02-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T17:42:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Unbearable Feeling of SadnessThis is the irony of my life. I am supposed to be happy because of a new-found love but frankly i am not. It's not because of the guy i chose to love this time but it is a kind of sadness brought by circumstances i think i am destined to live with. Sometimes, i don't even understand myself anymore. How i always end up looking back and blaming things or people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/110768245845465194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=110768245845465194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/110768245845465194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/110768245845465194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2005/02/unbearable-feeling-of-sadness-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-110697623388510851</id><published>2005-01-29T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T13:23:53.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Crazy.I am.Hallucinating from the drug induced by this pill called love..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/110697623388510851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=110697623388510851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/110697623388510851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/110697623388510851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2005/01/crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-110111842583653560</id><published>2004-11-22T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T22:03:25.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mga Bago sa Buhay ni Purplegurl Matagal na kong nag-dalaga pero ang dami pa rin nagbabago sa buhay ko. So far, magaganda naman yun changes, ang hindi nga lang okey ay sa tuwing napapadaan ako sa salamin at bigla kong narerealize na tumatanda na ko (white hair, wrinkles, dry skin...)! Pero oks lang din, masaya pa rin naman, mas may freedom na to do the things you want to do, or go to places you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/110111842583653560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=110111842583653560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/110111842583653560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/110111842583653560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/11/mga-bago-sa-buhay-ni-purplegurl.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-109802400807605533</id><published>2004-10-17T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T22:40:08.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>***Bits and Pieces***Ang dami ko na dapat blog...pero ang konti ng oras...kaya isang entry na lang para sa lahat ng gusto kong sabihin.Finished Project                  Pagkatapos ng ilang araw na puyatan, naipanganak na rin namin ang Weaving Lives: The Art of Saori exhibit for Zero In 3. Ang sarap na mahirap palang gumawa ng isang exhibit, fulfilling sobra, pero hardwork rin ang katapat. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109802400807605533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109802400807605533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109802400807605533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109802400807605533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/10/bits-and-pieces-ang-dami-ko-na-dapat.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109707276762449645</id><published>2004-10-06T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T22:28:37.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sounds Familiar! *copied from one of the articles in peyups site. (astig 'to)This Side Up : Parang kayo, Pero hindiContributed by noringai (Edited by mananalaysay) Monday, October 04, 2004 @ 07:40:50 PM (read 911 times)She is a 24-year old copywriter. He is an architect. They met and became lovers in college. They broke up last year but remained to be "friends." They send sweet text </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109707276762449645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109707276762449645' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109707276762449645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109707276762449645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/10/sounds-familiar-copied-from-one-of.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-109534934753465164</id><published>2004-09-16T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T23:14:23.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BlessedHonestly, i can't really say im happy at this point in my life. Yet, i could never argue the fact that the good Lord has constantly showered me with blessings that sometimes i feel guilty whenever i get sad or a bit lonely. I really so much to thank for these days, that's why i decided to list it down (as the song goes, "count your blessings one by one...").Family. They are the best </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109534934753465164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109534934753465164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109534934753465164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109534934753465164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/blessed-honestly-i-cant-really-say-im.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109525853071415091</id><published>2004-09-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:28:50.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TONIGHT I CAN WRITE by Pablo Nerudatranslated by W.S. Merwin  Tonight I can write the saddest lines.Write, for example, 'The night is starryand the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.Tonight I can write the saddest lines.I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.I kissed her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109525853071415091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109525853071415091' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109525853071415091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109525853071415091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/tonight-i-can-write-by-pablo-neruda.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-109525673608241273</id><published>2004-09-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:12:56.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bRiDaL ShOwEr PhOtObLoGThat's me, wheng, leidan, shirl, and che! The bride with the thingy (chocolatey!)  Shirley with the kinkiest gifts (parang masquerade kinky party, hehehe) The morning after...plus the mobile library as the view Aren't they all pretty? :) Is that J.Lo? or could that be Madonna at the American Pie video? (hehehe, ang kapal ko!!!)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109525673608241273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109525673608241273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109525673608241273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109525673608241273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/bridal-shower-photoblog-thats-me-wheng.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109508162192766957</id><published>2004-09-13T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T22:11:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shower, ShowerShirley's Bridal Shower Party last Saturday was a blast! Kahit na 6 lang kaming attendees, parang napuno ng sangkatutak na tao ang fink fad ko. Malamang nagulantang ang kaisa-isa kong kapitbahay sa halakhakan at hagikhikan ni nor, weng, leidan, che, shirl, at yours truly. magte-ten years na rin since we graduated from highschool, minsan na lang magkasama-sama kaya naman walang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109508162192766957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109508162192766957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109508162192766957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109508162192766957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/shower-shower-shirleys-bridal-shower.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109465646940768833</id><published>2004-09-08T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T20:59:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kuning-Kuning 1. last person u wrote a testimonial?kitty, my highschool classmate2. sport you would least play?hirap naman, i love sports eh...cguro, hockey...3. last movie u watchedthe princess diaries (i didn't like it, ang babaw ng istorya...)4. what do people first notice when they see u?uy! pumasok ka! (from my officemates, hehehe)5. do you like peanut-butter?hindi...ka </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109465646940768833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109465646940768833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109465646940768833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109465646940768833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/kuning-kuning-1.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109448682903125153</id><published>2004-09-06T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T00:16:38.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Week That Was...I was able to accomplish alot of things last week. Most of the time i was out attending meetings, it was fun pero siyempre nakakapagod rin. I know some of you might think that i turned into a geek pero two things excite me these days - work and books! you might be wondering bakit naman? well, i'm now helping out with developing exhibits for the museum. I never really had the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109448682903125153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109448682903125153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109448682903125153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109448682903125153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/week-that-was.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109431479471411919</id><published>2004-09-05T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T00:33:08.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Landslide by Smashing PumpkinsI took my love and took it downI climbed a mountain, I turned aroundAnd I saw my reflection in a snow covered hill'til a landslide brought it downOh, mirror in the sky, what is love?Can the child within my heart rise above?Can I sail through the changing ocean tides?Can I handle the seasons of my life?Well, I've been afraid of changing cause I'veBuilt </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109431479471411919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109431479471411919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109431479471411919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109431479471411919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/09/landslide-by-smashing-pumpkins-i-took.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109379216037667329</id><published>2004-08-29T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T23:09:20.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Busy Days Approaching  I have this theory, i think the reason why i'm getting crazier each  day is because i live alone. Well, i know independent living certainly has its benefits, but it would be unfair for married people or those still living with their parents if there won't be any disadvantages, right? and so last week was the height of my affliction tagged as " i hate living  by myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109379216037667329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109379216037667329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109379216037667329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109379216037667329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/08/busy-days-approaching-i-have-this.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-109318916776781998</id><published>2004-08-22T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T23:59:40.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To Love or Not to...I am a very stubborn person. People close to me could attest to that. When i want something, i go for it, even if it means leaving home at 12 midnight, traversing Edsa or Roxas blvd with only courage as my weapon. When im in my stubborn mode, i can act like a child throwing tantrums or Mr. Bean's stupid antics (minus humor). More often than not, my stubbornness extends to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109318916776781998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109318916776781998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109318916776781998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109318916776781998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/08/to-love-or-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109284465841732694</id><published>2004-08-18T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-22T21:53:19.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SICK - OI finally had the energy to write something new in this blog amidst endless sniffing and coughing. I hate colds rather than coughs. Running after my athletic nose while I find difficulty breathing. Yet, I decided to work the entire day though I really wasn't able to accomplish much. A few phone calls, accompanied Ate O at Divi, finished liquidation, etc etc. I wasn't my usual bubbly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109284465841732694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109284465841732694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109284465841732694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109284465841732694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/08/sick-o-i-finally-had-energy-to-write_18.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109120177185241882</id><published>2004-07-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T23:36:11.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Silence of the Blog My last blog entry was dated July 21. It felt like months already. Since the office server got nuts (coz of the networking bruhaha), nawalan na rin ako ng urge to update my blog (urge?? oops!). Guess, i was also busy with a lot of different things, mahirap magcategorize, pero smorgasbord ika-nga nila. Kanina, i had this short but sweet talk with my partner in the programs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109120177185241882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109120177185241882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109120177185241882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109120177185241882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/silence-of-blog-my-last-blog-entry-was.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-109042440665586468</id><published>2004-07-21T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:40:06.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Je T'aime  Chie --- How can i survive all these crazy beautiful things without you??? Honestly,  i don't think i'd be able to. Carlo and Portia --- You shared more than a cup of coffee and french fries (one of Portia's loves!) with me. It meant a lot.Liza, Ate O, and Mamu --- I hope you guys won't get tired of listening to me. And if by any chance you need someone to listen to your stories,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109042440665586468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109042440665586468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109042440665586468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109042440665586468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/je-taime.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-109042283233476881</id><published>2004-07-21T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T23:13:52.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Summer on a Rainy Season "I am happy and i won't apologize for it."  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/109042283233476881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=109042283233476881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109042283233476881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/109042283233476881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/summer-on-rainy-season.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-108962436332825680</id><published>2004-07-12T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T17:26:03.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PSALMS 16:11 I've been doing some thinking since yesterday. I was hoping to get answers to my questions, and hope that somehow i'll be able to find peace of mind amidst the confusing situation i am currently into. I always believe that God will never let me down. and in fact, He never did! despite of the fact that i've hurted him a thousand times already. I attended church yesterday. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108962436332825680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108962436332825680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108962436332825680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108962436332825680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/psalms-1611-ive-been-doing-some.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108952149974538628</id><published>2004-07-11T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T12:51:39.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Cool Galing kay chie-chie :) (miss you girl!) Using band names (or musicians), spell out your first name: (nickname na lang)Depeche Mode Eraserheads! Siouxsie and the Banshees Have you ever had a song written about you? There was one guy way back in college who composed a song for me with matching guitar-playing, pwede na ba yun?? :) What song makes you cry? Northern Sky by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108952149974538628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108952149974538628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108952149974538628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108952149974538628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/this-is-cool-galing-kay-chie-chie-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108946003471956966</id><published>2004-07-10T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T20:29:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE MADDENING: RELOADED "You do those kind of things when you're 16 or 18, but not when you're 25!" Actually, correction Wally, im already 26. This was one of my friends parting words when i met him a while ago. I was telling him about my tumultuous lovelife (or the lack of it). How i've been acting really stupid lately, and how i fully know that i am in fact acting stupid and reckless and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108946003471956966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108946003471956966' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108946003471956966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108946003471956966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/maddening-reloaded-you-do-those-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-108939272685326963</id><published>2004-07-10T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T01:05:27.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE MADDENINGI don't think im inlove right now. but i can't get him off my mind. i know i don't deserve him. yet, whenever i close my eyes, i can vividly see his face. those eyes, those looks that makes me melt. whenever i try to convince myself to forget him and move on, i feel trapped. he's driving me crazy, and i hope i begin to hate him for that. when he smiles, when he speaks, i tremble. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108939272685326963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108939272685326963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108939272685326963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108939272685326963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/maddening-i-dont-think-im-inlove-right.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-108868329061528077</id><published>2004-07-01T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T20:01:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Better Days I decided to attend my first ASKAL Art Discussion. Work was called off because of the storm Igme. I had an entire day to myself and so i went to Tambayang Makiling instead. Ikoy facilitated the discussion, attended by 12 or more artists-members. I enjoyed the discussion simply because i have so much questions to ask these pool of talented young artists. The topic was about "meaning </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108868329061528077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108868329061528077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108868329061528077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108868329061528077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/07/better-days-i-decided-to-attend-my_01.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108852785437178935</id><published>2004-06-29T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-30T00:50:54.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Storytelling When the clock hit 5 o' clock, i immediately went downstairs, threw my bag on the floor, and hit the sack! i wasn't in the mood to go out or do anything in particular. zzzzzzzzz till 10 pm, tapos nde na nakaya ng katawan ko, nagising din ako! and so i lazily stood up, got my fave hat, and walk across my hacienda! (hihihi)...went to wendy's, grabbed some caesar salad, fries, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108852785437178935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108852785437178935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108852785437178935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108852785437178935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/06/storytelling-when-clock-hit-5-o-clock.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108799185355331002</id><published>2004-06-23T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T19:57:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breathless The air was thick with longing and passion,I burn by the mere touch of your hands. Promises were broken, secrets revealed, I melt everytime our eyes meet. Wishes fulfilled, reality forgotten,I tremble with every word uttered.Sleepless night, early morning tasted like honey. I become weak, defeated...but happy. I just had to post this again...This Love by Maroon 5 I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108799185355331002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108799185355331002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108799185355331002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108799185355331002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/06/breathless-air-was-thick-with-longing.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-108781027256570479</id><published>2004-06-21T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-23T18:58:24.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ParakayPara kay Noreen - last week, nabasa ko yung blog ni teach...sa totoo lang, halos maiyak ako...sobrang miss ko na rin kasi siya..as in teach! pero alam ko, hindi nadedefine ng trabaho (o kung saan tayo nagtatrabaho) ang ating pagkakaibigan. Mas malalim ang pinagsimulan, at malayo pa ang papupuntahan. Alam ko namang magiging masaya ka sa landas na tinatahamak mo, basta nandito lang ako, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108781027256570479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108781027256570479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108781027256570479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108781027256570479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/06/parakay-para-kay-noreen-last-week.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-108770710118040186</id><published>2004-06-20T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T12:57:55.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right Now......i only have this pen and my loneliness,the notebook, my thoughts, and silence. ...i have the corrs singing "sunshine" on TV, while it's raining inside my heart. ...i wish i was in a place where the past can be present, and tomorrow can always say "okey, maybe later." ...i long to be loved by another, and that i will loved him even more in return. ...i just wanna be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108770710118040186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108770710118040186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108770710118040186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108770710118040186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/06/right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6189224.post-108729565572589364</id><published>2004-06-15T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T23:36:49.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY ADDICTIONS Yes, i am a self-confessed french film addict! I discovered the french film festival four years ago. A friend texted me about this great movie that i should not fail to see at shangrila. He insisted that i watch the movie or else regret it for the rest of my life. After bombarding me with text messages (and since i had a little crush on him) i agreed to see it. The title of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108729565572589364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108729565572589364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108729565572589364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108729565572589364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-addictions-yes-i-am-self-confessed.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108624527120204460</id><published>2004-06-03T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T14:47:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PART II Since I've already listed some of the "supposedly" men in my life, Chie told me that the list aint complete, so now, i'm adding some more (satisfied? hehehe). Read on! ERIC VAN GOGH Definitely this one falls under the category of a "fling". Well, i call this a "summer fling". The hot weather must have affected my brains that's why i hooked-up with this guy. I met him in a, uhm, well</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108624527120204460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108624527120204460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108624527120204460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108624527120204460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/06/part-ii-since-ive-already-listed-some.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108601622028135469</id><published>2004-05-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T17:58:51.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i can't think of a title right now, but i want to write something anyway. Funny how all my high school classmates/friends never fail to ask me as to who i am currently dating, or if i have a boyfriend already, or anything closely related with lovelife, while they would ask other members of our e-groups about their work, or other things going on in their lives. really weird. okey, since we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108601622028135469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108601622028135469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108601622028135469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108601622028135469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-cant-think-of-title-right-now-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108486411813297887</id><published>2004-05-18T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T17:06:13.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Intertwining Emotions Often i hear myself screaming in the middle of the night, and i am frightened by the intensity of disillusionment. Even in my waking moments, it haunts me. tortures me. How can i escape? will there be an end to this misery?I live in the shadow of my longing to be with you. Everytime our eyes meet, i see rejection and defeat.I die whenever you shout her name, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108486411813297887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108486411813297887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108486411813297887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108486411813297887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/05/intertwining-emotions-often-i-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108486140487995282</id><published>2004-05-18T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T14:40:09.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WHEN I'M THINKING ABOUT YOUover the rooftops a plane in the sky beat of a bass drum cars passing me by under a bridge dark then back into light a river of raincoats and a forest of facesstill for a moment then red into green slow shuffling shoes whisper sight unseen row upon row of houses return an empty stare let the daydream for a little while longerhope I'll never wake </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108486140487995282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108486140487995282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108486140487995282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108486140487995282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/05/when-im-thinking-about-you-over.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108377397718984972</id><published>2004-05-06T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T18:10:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Anatomy of My LonelinessEven when i was young, people would always say that i'm one happy kid. They will always see me giggling or laughing with friends. I will always make-up games and situations so that we all be laughing and playing, and just simply be a bunch of HAPPY-GO-LUCKY kids. At times, my playmates would go bully me since they're all related to each other but that didn't bother </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108377397718984972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108377397718984972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108377397718984972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108377397718984972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/05/anatomy-of-my-loneliness-even-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108373375300718504</id><published>2004-05-05T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T13:16:22.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ALTER-EGOS AND THE CASE OF THE ANNOYING STALKER My tagboard has been visited by so many interesting people (mga may tama rin sa utak tulad ko, hehehe). Op cors, nandyan ang mga mainstays na sila chiebum, hanidinah, ode, master painter les, at ang super popular BABYBOI ASTIG! (WAW). Pero teka, sino naman tong lil blue pill na 'to? uyy, miyembro ako ng D.A.R.E. bawal ang drugs dito!!! kaya pwede </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108373375300718504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108373375300718504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108373375300718504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108373375300718504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/05/alter-egos-and-case-of-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108350525908563551</id><published>2004-05-02T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:45:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PURPORDRIMGURL MISADVENTURES so much stories to tell, simulan ko na: april 29, thursday: "Praktis daw" I missed the "Dead People" exhibit coz i decided to clean my pad in preparation for a big event happening that night. Anyway, okey lang kze my feenk fad is squeaky clean! sarap matulog...dapat sana masarap matulog, pero may special guest kami ng gabing yon na hindi kami pinatulog...We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108350525908563551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108350525908563551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108350525908563551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108350525908563551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/05/purpordrimgurl-misadventures-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108313108042024702</id><published>2004-04-28T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-28T14:49:11.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE NEWLY REVITALIZED PURPLE DREAM GURL yes, tama po ang nabasa nyo, tulad ng mga commercial products sa groceries, ang inyong lingkod ay BAGO NA...paano? well, tulad din ng mga advertising lies, ako ay isang bagong luma :pa few days ago, sobrang nadepress ang lola nyo...kala ko, totoong depress ako, yun pala, it's HORMONAL! i just discovered something about myself...that a few days before my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108313108042024702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108313108042024702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108313108042024702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108313108042024702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/newly-revitalized-purple-dream-gurl.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108290767264648798</id><published>2004-04-25T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:50:15.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"i'm gonna stop doing this for awhile." </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108290767264648798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108290767264648798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108290767264648798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108290767264648798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-gonna-stop-doing-this-for-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108290744690687103</id><published>2004-04-25T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:41:38.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HURT - 'wish i understood it earlier before i knew how it really feels. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108290744690687103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108290744690687103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108290744690687103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108290744690687103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/hurt-wish-i-understood-it-earlier.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108247495274015235</id><published>2004-04-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-20T23:33:17.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>56th Independence Day Anniversary of the Nation of Israel Ang daming stressful situations ang na-encounter ko ngayon araw na 'to. I was a bit expecting it since start na naman ng summer classes sa museo. para naman makabawi ako at makapagrelax, i decided to attend the anniversary of Israel's Independence Day. Sa aking napag-alaman, the Philippines played a great role 47 years ago sa kapalaran </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108247495274015235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108247495274015235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108247495274015235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108247495274015235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/56th-independence-day-anniversary-of.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108236645964971899</id><published>2004-04-19T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T17:25:02.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sportsfest, Anyone? I think we were all reluctant to do it. I was sleepy, 'literally dragged myself to take a bath and packed the stuffs we need for the event...at 5:45 am! when we arrived at the site, no one really wanted to move their ass (it was damn early and the weather didn't help too). But since i was part of the ORGANIZERS, i had to drag myself again and WORK! (ugh). There was this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108236645964971899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108236645964971899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108236645964971899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108236645964971899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/sportsfest-anyone-i-think-we-were-all.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108236568898377094</id><published>2004-04-19T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T17:12:12.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TAPAT MO, LINIS MO Ang galing ng slogan na 'to pramis. Kaya ako yesterday, nde lang tapat ko ang nilinis ko, pati loob ng kwarto ko :P I woke-up around 9:30 am (reluctantly though). Parang inuusig ako ng konsensha ko na maglinis ng "fink fad" ko (phrase borrowed from ode). Kaya after a week of being toxic with my 2 jobs, i forced, dragged, and coerced myself to start being OC again (Overly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108236568898377094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108236568898377094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108236568898377094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108236568898377094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/tapat-mo-linis-mo-ang-galing-ng-slogan.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108222112952324883</id><published>2004-04-18T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T01:02:49.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I AM BOREDI was supposed to clean my room. but i can't. i went out. headed to this computer shop. and started chatting. which i don't really do anymore. i mean, nothing really good comes out of it. i didn't go to baguio. i didn't feel like it. i don't feel like doing anything. i wanted to stay in my room but it's damn dirty. and i hate it. maybe tomorrow i'll clean it. maybe...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108222112952324883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108222112952324883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108222112952324883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108222112952324883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-bored-i-was-supposed-to-clean-my.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108212787100952871</id><published>2004-04-16T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T23:08:30.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Love by Maroon 5I was so high I did not recognizeThe fire burning in her eyesThe chaos that controlled my mindWhispered goodbye and she got on a planeNever to return againBut always in my heartThis love has taken its toll on meShe said Goodbye too many times beforeAnd her heart is breaking in front of meI have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymoreI tried my best to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108212787100952871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108212787100952871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108212787100952871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108212787100952871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/this-love-by-maroon-5-i-was-so-high-i.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108212505325998627</id><published>2004-04-16T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T23:25:18.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BORACAAAAAAY! I still can't think straight. I don't have any creative juices at the moment to share it in words, so i'll just share the pics first :) my first trip to boracay!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108212505325998627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108212505325998627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108212505325998627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108212505325998627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/boracaaaaaay-i-still-cant-think.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108203567545562817</id><published>2004-04-15T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T22:51:38.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>DETOXIFICATION METHOD --- BADLY NEEDED I call this week - SUICIDAL WEEK. As they say, life isn't always a bed of roses. The other week i was on full vacation mode, enjoy the hot summer sun of boracay island, nature trippin' in pagsanjan, and getting wet and wild in lucban (and damn too drunk!) and this freakin' week --- i was too busy to even mind unpacking my things after that oh-so lovely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108203567545562817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108203567545562817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108203567545562817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108203567545562817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/detoxification-method-badly-needed-i.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108152181742315949</id><published>2004-04-09T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T22:47:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE BUMS ON VACATION tomorrow early morning we (the bums) are off to pagsanjan, majayjay (for trekking), and lucban (at teacher les' place). we are so looking forward to this vacation...thank God for summer!!! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108152181742315949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108152181742315949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108152181742315949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108152181742315949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/bums-on-vacation-tomorrow-early.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108131646180988281</id><published>2004-04-07T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T22:46:00.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OOOOH WHAT A SUMMER! Scene: Centennial Airport I woke-up around 4:30 a.m. coz we wanted to check in early and avoid the rush of people since it's vacation time already. i also had to pack my things since i came late the evening before and was to lazy to do it...i arrived at around 6 am at the airport, lo and behold! there were these long lines at both sides of the entrance to the departure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108131646180988281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108131646180988281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108131646180988281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108131646180988281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/ooooh-what-summer-scene-centennial.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108083188275479092</id><published>2004-04-01T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T23:08:21.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BORACAY HERE I COME! I've always wanted to see and breathe boracay...and a few days from now, i will be able to do so! (all expenses paid!) whew! God is Good! :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108083188275479092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108083188275479092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108083188275479092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108083188275479092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/boracay-here-i-come-ive-always-wanted.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-108083176509146322</id><published>2004-04-01T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T23:11:44.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An Ode To No One that I Love The sight of you leaves me breathless.Making me forget about things that seemed relevant till you came along. I love you for no obvious reason than you being you. Your sigh is enough to lull me to sleep and dream of fantasy worlds.The work of your hands are masterpieces i can stare for hours not blinking. I long for the sound of your laughter and the caress of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/108083176509146322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=108083176509146322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108083176509146322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/108083176509146322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/04/ode-to-no-one-that-i-love-sight-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107975784873024488</id><published>2004-03-20T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T13:11:32.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FRIDAY NIGHT FEVER IMBENTARYO EXHIBIT OPENING (march 19, 2004) Great Exhibit. Cool Jamming (galeng ng mga guitarista esp. mr. army - nice f#$^%n hands!). Nice set of people. Terrific place. Good tasting beer (beer belly...). Basta, sobrang okey ang event na 'to. Congrats TEACHER LES, MARC, DON, KUYA IAN, IGGY, and the rest of the featured artists. It was one of the best exhibit openings i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107975784873024488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107975784873024488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107975784873024488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107975784873024488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/03/friday-night-fever-imbentaryo-exhibit.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107952308875976780</id><published>2004-03-17T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T19:38:00.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Is that you, lolo?...look at my mole" I always have a kick everytime i remember this famous line uttered in one of the classic tv commercials in the late 80s...and i really don't know why...well, there are thousand of things i cry or laugh about that i do not really know why i do...sometimes, these things are not even funny (or sad) for other people...but what the heck, right? when i was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107952308875976780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107952308875976780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107952308875976780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107952308875976780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/03/is-that-you-lolo.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107941196295397378</id><published>2004-03-16T12:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T12:55:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Other Man in My Life This is Utt or popularly known as VJ Utt. I first saw him in MTV, goofing around with VJ Denise. From then on, whenever i get a chance to watch tv, i make it a point to check out if he's on. He's really funny not to mention ultra cute. an epitome of a "boy-next-door" kind of guy. but i know i wouldn't really want to be with someone as "clean-looking" as he is :) i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107941196295397378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107941196295397378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107941196295397378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107941196295397378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/03/other-man-in-my-life-this-is-utt-or.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107916350126338216</id><published>2004-03-13T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T15:45:16.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>INCUBUS CONCERT - THE BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT I GAVE TO MYSELF whenever i close my eyes, i see him...he is a dream come true...a character lifted from the pages of a fantasy book...he is a prince...he is the sexiest man alive...i intend to marry him...and only him from  now on...he is the only one in my heart right now...he is BRANDON BOYD...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107916350126338216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107916350126338216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107916350126338216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107916350126338216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/03/incubus-concert-best-birthday-gift-i.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107824099432711645</id><published>2004-03-02T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T20:55:11.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Missin' Japan  I was supposed to watch the movie "something's gotta give" but decided to watch "lost in translation" instead. Guess, i was intrigued with the movie's plot and sofia coppola winning the oscars for best in screenplay. after the movie, i realized that i enjoyed it more because it was shot in japan...ahhh, japan...i'm not ashamed to admit that a part of me wants to be jap. two years</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107824099432711645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107824099432711645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107824099432711645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107824099432711645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/03/missin-japan-i-was-supposed-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107815257696973261</id><published>2004-03-01T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:09:26.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Matayog ang Lipad ng Saranggola ni PepeIt was such a loooong weekend. I was looking forward to spending my free day at my parent's house when suddenly i received a call from my "new boss" giving me instructions per our trip early morning of friday. Whaaat??!! i thought the trip was scheduled on the morning of saturday?? (this was my line of thought while saying "okey, ma'am...i'll be there..").</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107815257696973261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107815257696973261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107815257696973261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107815257696973261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/03/matayog-ang-lipad-ng-saranggola-ni.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107750648382105455</id><published>2004-02-23T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T11:28:21.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nick Drake and Northern Sky Northern SkyI never felt magic crazy as thisI never saw moons knew the meaning of the seaI never held emotion in the palm of my handOr felt sweet breezes in the top of a treeBut now you're hereBrighten my northern sky.I've been a long time that I'm waitingBeen a long that I'm blownI've been a long time that I've wanderedThrough the people I have known</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107750648382105455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107750648382105455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107750648382105455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107750648382105455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/nick-drake-and-northern-sky-northern.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107745252503525466</id><published>2004-02-22T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:29:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Reality BitesThe other day i was so pissed off coz the blog entry i was writing suddenly vanished when the pc encountered a stupid error. It was supposed to be about Cold Mountain and how i felt after watching the movie. but now, i don't even know what to write anymore. anyway, anthony minghella (the director) was superb. the cinematography was great. jude law is a dream, a magical creature :) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107745252503525466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107745252503525466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107745252503525466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107745252503525466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/reality-bites-other-day-i-was-so.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107655670457801789</id><published>2004-02-12T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T23:18:58.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THE SHRINEat the end of a long day, i go to my room (which is a few steps away from work), switch on the radio, lie down, and stare at the "shrine". the photos of the people i love are posted on one side of my room. whenever i feel terribly tired or down, i just look at the faces of the people who make my life still worth living. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107655670457801789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107655670457801789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107655670457801789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107655670457801789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/shrine-at-end-of-long-day-i-go-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107655057235558327</id><published>2004-02-12T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T08:55:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel weak, tired, and defeated. for the past few days, i've been busy with a lot of things in my life. sometimes, i stop and think about it, and wonder if all i'm doing really makes sense. there are times when i just don't feel like waking-up anymore. but even my dreams aren't anymore pleasant. sleep isn't even an escape from reality. oftentimes, it seems so real it scares me. i know i do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107655057235558327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107655057235558327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107655057235558327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107655057235558327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-feel-weak-tired-and-defeated.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107631422381884597</id><published>2004-02-09T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T21:08:29.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Question and Answers courtesy of bloodyaverageBakit ka nahuhuli sa pila bago mag-flag ceremony? i don't feel like going to school but have to... :( Anong favorite mong bilhin sa canteen? spaghetti and pizza! Na-guidance/principal's/csde office ka na ba?twice nung hayskul. nung first time, dahil isa ako sa top ten...na madalas maleyt! (hehe, may history naman pala eh). second time, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107631422381884597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107631422381884597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107631422381884597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107631422381884597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/question-and-answers-courtesy-of.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107631062964224131</id><published>2004-02-09T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T21:13:58.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FOGGING MS. CHIE SALES! "You are being complained at the men's underwear section! mwahahaha!"  opo, may fogging kami today to get rid of the @$*^$&amp;!@#@ mosquito bitches! parang battle at helm's deep! hahahaha! no more sleepless nights. only lonely nights. nyeks! senti! senti! senti! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107631062964224131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107631062964224131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107631062964224131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107631062964224131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/fogging-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107597852546423754</id><published>2004-02-05T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T11:37:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NICK WHEELER, MY LOVE =)Kung hindi kami magwork-out ni Brandon (boyd), eh di si nick wheeler na lang...hmmm, but he has to grow a little older muna...tsk, tsk...cradle snatcheeeeer! hahaha! i love this boy! :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107597852546423754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107597852546423754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107597852546423754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107597852546423754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/nick-wheeler-my-love-kung-hindi-kami.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107569599081879735</id><published>2004-02-02T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T12:31:21.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PICTURE ADDICT (PA RIN)  THE DIVAS: me and tich at chie's place last december 25 THE DRINKING TRIO: BBQ and beer party at my good friend francis' place 1969: December 2002 Christmas party at malen's place </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107569599081879735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107569599081879735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107569599081879735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107569599081879735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/02/picture-addict-pa-rin-divas-me-and.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107545263676530499</id><published>2004-01-30T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T12:32:53.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A BIG CONSPIRACY HAPPENED LAST NIGHTas of this moment (4:40 p.m.): kami ay naloloka na dahil malapit na matapos ang aming mga maliligayang araw! (eto ang topic ng conversation namin nina chiebum at ate O)...next week, darating na si mam...last night, we traversed the roads (we) less-travelled, ako, si tich, dins, at chie, went to this new bar called conspiracy at visayas ave to watch the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107545263676530499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107545263676530499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107545263676530499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107545263676530499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/big-conspiracy-happened-last-night-as.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107529784485676125</id><published>2004-01-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T19:29:08.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SONNET XVI - LOVEI don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved,secretly, between the shadow and the soul.I love you as the plant that doesn't bloom and carries hidden within itself the light of those flowers, and thanks to your love, darkly in my body lives the dense fragrance that rises from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107529784485676125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107529784485676125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107529784485676125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107529784485676125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/sonnet-xvi-love-i-dont-love-you-as-if.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107529728039599823</id><published>2004-01-28T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T21:47:11.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MORE PICS! WAHOO!! two of my super friends - BUMpire and bloodyaveragebum! i labs these guys! What a mouth!! hehe, that's me, ate O, and ate liz! and thanks to chiebum for the pic :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107529728039599823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107529728039599823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107529728039599823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107529728039599823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/more-pics-wahoo-two-of-my-super.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107529631141666884</id><published>2004-01-28T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T21:34:14.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A PORTRAIT OF A HAPPY WOMAN What can i say, may host na ko ng mga pics ko!!!! yipee!!! thanks to my dear friend, francis (the walking music library :) ) for introducing me to siteifights! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107529631141666884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107529631141666884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107529631141666884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107529631141666884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/portrait-of-happy-woman-what-can-i-say.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107519917572692385</id><published>2004-01-27T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T08:43:36.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Personal Bio Written By Brandon Boyd"Nothing is true. All is permitted."-Last words of Hassan i Sabbah XTo think that one's life is interesting enough to write about is indeed flattering. I wouldn't say though that my life was necessarily in that particular category.For I still have a couple of nasty drug addictions to go through, a divorce or two to fight out, two filed bankruptcies, an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107519917572692385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107519917572692385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107519917572692385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107519917572692385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/personal-bio-written-by-brandon-boyd.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107517222519665166</id><published>2004-01-27T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T10:59:14.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesdays with Momo cnu si momo? c momo ang other side ko. kung si smigol may gollum (or si gollum may smigol) c purplegurl may momo! huh, astig no? wala kasi si mam kaya masaya kami ni momo :D di ba no, momo? at ISANG LINGGONG WALA SI MAM!!! yesterday, eto ang kaorlokan ko: i was  sleepy, didn't feek like going to work.attended the monday meeting. what else can i say about it? hmmm....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107517222519665166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107517222519665166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107517222519665166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107517222519665166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/tuesdays-with-momo-cnu-si-momo-c-momo.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107476520128069786</id><published>2004-01-22T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T18:12:17.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Super purplegurl (mis)adventures!today we were so busy...taking pictures of ourselves inside the museum! we were all over the place (me, chie, te O, and liz)! we even brought some of my coolit hats! and my powerpuffy glasses! we had soooo much fun (chie, upload na!!hehe)...yesterday's muna: we attended john silva's museum appreciation program...i especially liked the second part of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107476520128069786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107476520128069786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107476520128069786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107476520128069786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/super-purplegurl-misadventures-today.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107461392070870059</id><published>2004-01-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T23:53:59.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are Form 0, Phoenix: The Eternal."And The Phoenix's cycle had reachedzenith, so he consumed himself in fire.  Heemerged from his own ashes, to be foreverimmortal."Some examples of the Phoenix Form are Quetzalcoatl(Aztec), Shiva (Indian), and Ra-Atum(Egyptian).The Phoenix is associated with the concept of life,the number 0, and the element of fire.His sign is the eclipsed sun.As a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107461392070870059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107461392070870059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107461392070870059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107461392070870059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/you-are-form-0-phoenix-eternal.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107461331175901030</id><published>2004-01-20T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T23:43:51.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leavesyour partner bedazzled and maybe even feelinghe/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kissthat never lessens and always blows yourpartner away like the first time. What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107461331175901030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107461331175901030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107461331175901030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107461331175901030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/you-have-entrancing-kiss-kind-that.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107424708577642080</id><published>2004-01-16T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T17:59:59.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thank God It's Friday!!!!!! yun lang.teka...meron pa ba...gusto ko ng matulog....ahhh...sarap walang pasok ng sabado!!!! ayun, tapos na... :) okey....bye! :p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107424708577642080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107424708577642080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107424708577642080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107424708577642080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/thank-god-its-friday-yun-lang.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107408741388325920</id><published>2004-01-14T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T21:41:13.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> God is so Good! today, ms. leslie, an exec from an events company i met several times called me up. she had the best news for me. i thought it was a call from an angel :) she offered me a job from which i could earn extra bucks! wow! that call really made my day. she told me that i was the only person she had in mind for the position! grabe, i was sooo happy! you see, i was praying about it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107408741388325920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107408741388325920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107408741388325920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107408741388325920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/god-is-so-good-today-ms.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107408479386330185</id><published>2004-01-14T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T17:49:54.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kwistyun &amp; Answers: 1. Do you have an alias/a.k.a? what is it? purplegurl, eowyn :), indian dancer, hagdan illusionist, fireworker, etc etc. 2. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? cookies and cream, strawberryfieldsforever!3. what movie/s are you waiting for?dr. seuss, any johnny depp movies 4. if you wanted to be in a band, what type of music would you play?jazz :) 5. what is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107408479386330185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107408479386330185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107408479386330185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107408479386330185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/kwistyun-answers-1.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107405651998673631</id><published>2004-01-14T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T17:47:55.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tingi-Tingi Koreograper op da yir: malamang makakuha ako ng trophy sa Tony Awards dahil sa galing ko magkoreograp...di ba no chie? :D floating..: ...pa rin ang isang tao dyan. m so hapi for you...galing mo na magsayaw ngayon! ayuz! OFA - Overseas Fashion Archive: bongga no?? yan ang bagong tawag sa ukay-ukay! location: Malibay, Pasay City.ROTK: I can not get over it...i am the shieldwoman</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107405651998673631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107405651998673631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107405651998673631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107405651998673631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/tingi-tingi-koreograper-op-da-yir.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107374091491252759</id><published>2004-01-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T22:56:28.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Together...No Moretoday is supposed to be our 7th anniversary. i remembered it even if the sun wasn't even up...i guess, out of habit, i was always looking forward to "THE DAY" everytime a new year begins. a year ago, i never even anticipated that we will part ways (this early). i was planning to spend my lifetime with him, if not eternity. he was my source of strength, happiness, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107374091491252759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107374091491252759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107374091491252759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107374091491252759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/together.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107363519469040777</id><published>2004-01-09T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:05:25.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jollibee HAPPY :D I AM HAPPY. Minsan nga the word happy isn't even enough to describe what i really feel, sobra pa sa pagiging masaya! And so i decided to list down the things/people/events that make me wanna shout for joy (peram Gary V. ng phrase :) )1. Ang hacienda. Eversince i moved in, hindi lang ako ang naging masaya, pati na ang mga super friends...aba, who wouldn't be happy living in a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107363519469040777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107363519469040777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107363519469040777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107363519469040777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/jollibee-happy-d-i-am-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107339825406672579</id><published>2004-01-06T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T22:24:12.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Carthwheeler :Di am FLOATING (hehehe). for the past couple of days, i am showered with so much happiness, i cannot help but put on my biggest smile :D  i know this will be a better (if not the best) year for me (and i hope for all you guys). i have learned to appreciate the little things in life that i took for granted before. now, i value time spent alone as much as i value being with friends </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107339825406672579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107339825406672579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107339825406672579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107339825406672579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/carthwheeler-d-i-am-floating-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107327904813749902</id><published>2004-01-05T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T22:30:36.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>May Bago na Akong Love...first day of work for year 2004. i was NOT late, thank God! i timed in at 7:52 a.m. i hope for the next 12 months it will not be later than that. i woke-up with a smile plastered on my face. i realized that i have so much to thank for. i rekindled my love affair with JC! Yup, from now on He will be on top of my priorities. hmmm, intrigued? well, you know Him too, and i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107327904813749902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107327904813749902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107327904813749902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107327904813749902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/may-bago-na-akong-love.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107322004580934837</id><published>2004-01-04T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T22:03:18.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Season's Finalejan.3: i woke-up convinced that i should say a prayer before anything else...it's a new year, 2003 is officially over...a fresh start, and i really wanna make a lot of changes in my life...and so i prayed...i asked God to guide me throughout the year, i told that i will submit to Him no matter what...this time, i was really willing to stick it out with God since He never left me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107322004580934837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107322004580934837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107322004580934837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107322004580934837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2004/01/seasons-finale-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107280151284882020</id><published>2003-12-31T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T00:25:30.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>kuwentong pang-hayskulsomething pretty cute happened on the night of december 28 :) well, i don't really call it a date, but i don't really know how to call it anyway...ok, so let's just call it a pseudo-date. i went out with jepoy. i think i've known him since september...he's younger than me (of about 4 years), he's still studying, he doesn't like the arts as much as i do, he's not my typical</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107280151284882020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107280151284882020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107280151284882020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107280151284882020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/kuwentong-pang-hayskul-something.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107279590666445716</id><published>2003-12-30T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T22:43:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday's Bluestwo days to go at year 2004 na...i really don't know what to feel right now, whether i should feel excited about it, or sad? of course i dread jan.10. it was supposed to be our 7th anniversary. until now, he haunts my dreams, my memory. i should get over him by now, yan ang lagi kong sinasabi sa sarili ko...and no matter how hard i prayed, or convinced myself that i should forget</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107279590666445716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107279590666445716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107279590666445716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107279590666445716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/tuesdays-blues-two-days-to-go-at-year.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107279452312868218</id><published>2003-12-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T23:06:34.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kung Bakit Meri ang Krismas ko :)eto muna, late na pagkukwento ko about the wild :) party that happened at the sales residence: first, salamat po mareng chie sa pagbubukas ng inyong tahanan sa tulad namin (malen, dins, den, tich, and yours truly) nagtatago sa mga inaanak nung araw ng pasko, hehehe...maraming, maraming tenk you din kina mommy, daddy, ate jen, geng, at toppet the birthday boy :</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107279452312868218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107279452312868218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107279452312868218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107279452312868218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/kung-bakit-meri-ang-krismas-ko-eto.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107271702758145640</id><published>2003-12-30T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T23:10:50.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pasaway na Pag-ibig (naks!)inlab na nga ba talaga ako? for the entire day, siya lang ang nasa isip ko.iba ang tibok ng puso ko, hindi ako makakain ng maayos,sa tuwing magtetext ako, parang isang tao lang ang laman ng phonebook ko (at isang letra lang ng alphabet - J)ayoko ng ganito, sabi ko sa sarili ko "too soon..."pero paano nga ba pipigilan ang damdamin? halimbawa, si romeo at juliet,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107271702758145640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107271702758145640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107271702758145640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107271702758145640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/pasaway-na-pag-ibig-naks-inlab-na-nga.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107244160217761488</id><published>2003-12-26T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T23:18:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im Back!10 days na walang blog entry...! dec. 20, silang cavite/tagaytay city, chosen children's village, picnic grove: it's museo pambata's mobile library 2nd anniversary!!! we woke-up very early para mahabol ang sked namin sa chosen children...it was my second time to visit the place, but i was still looking forward to seeing the kids again...ang saya talaga mag-outreach lalo na't kasama </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107244160217761488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107244160217761488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107244160217761488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107244160217761488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-back-10-days-na-walang-blog-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107158651620129273</id><published>2003-12-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T23:36:53.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday Dinah and Museo Pambata now, now, dinah was wondering why i haven't written anything on her birthday...well, because my blog wasn't working properly the other day that i needed to compose my entry immediately or else...anyway, here goes the rest of the kuwento, retrospective...dinah's birthday: yehey! hapi hapi talaga kami, yum!! sarap ng stapegi!!! as in...we had to squeeze </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107158651620129273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107158651620129273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107158651620129273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107158651620129273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/happy-birthday-dinah-and-museo-pambata.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107146923738216981</id><published>2003-12-16T06:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T00:13:22.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paint Me a Smile sheeeeeeeeeyt!!!!! naglaho na naman parang bula ang sinusulat ko!!!! %#$!@$$%$%!!!! ang haba na nun eh, waaaa!!!! huh! eniweys, eto okey na ko, breathe in, breathe out....last Saturday, dec. 13, museo pambata 10th anniversary!! saya nung umaga, saya din nung hapon :) open house tas gift giving! :) yan, di ko nauli makwento yung kinukwento ko kanina... :&lt; basta, nandun </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107146923738216981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107146923738216981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107146923738216981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107146923738216981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/paint-me-smile-sheeeeeeeeeyt-naglaho.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107115824648870817</id><published>2003-12-12T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T00:23:00.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alone Again...Naturallytoday is thursday. i was busy preparing memos for saturday's big day. ha! 10th anniversary na ng museo,  4 years na ko! im already 25, turning 26...tsk, tsk..angst, angst, angst...na-OC ako at right after work, i cleaned my pad! siyet! general cleaning man! tas, i did my laundry pa! grabe, ewan ko ba why i had so much energy, night person talaga ko...sobra sipag ko, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107115824648870817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6189224&amp;postID=107115824648870817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107115824648870817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6189224/posts/default/107115824648870817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/2003/12/alone-again.html' title=''/><author><name>des</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01890283743986346049</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-6189224.post-107105838652939331</id><published>2003-12-10T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T00:37:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First Blog Entrywaaaaaaa!!!! nawala sa cyberspace ang sinulat ko kani-kanina lang...enough of technology, kainis, waaaaa!!!last night, masaya. kasama ko sina dinah, chie, tich, and malen...we went to mr. kabab (yumyum, sarap ng shawarma, kabab, at pita!!!)...lalong sumarap ang dinner dahil libre (hehehe, tenk u po ate, bwahahaha)...sensha na, eto resulta ng pagkakabura ng sinulat ko kanina, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mypurpledreamland.blogspot.com/feeds/107105838652939331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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