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    <title>im a pirate</title>
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      <title>sulk</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/38.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 19 Apr 2007 16:47:22 GMT</pubDate>
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    im not a pirate. coz pirate's are strong, they fight for a living, they only care about themselves and how to survive, they dont care if they stink, they dont care if theyre ugly..all they about is their own life and the struggle to find what theyre looking for. They dont care what other people think.


Ive been trying to avoid writing in this journal for such a long time now. Thinking, i could master my emotions and could live without this open diary. But as everything gets screwed up right now.. with my friends all against me, with people judging me, with stupid fratboys playing a... (more)</description>
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      <title>we d0nt have the luxeries of time.</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/37.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 07 Feb 2007 08:23:59 GMT</pubDate>
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 &quot;its as easy as lovers go, so dont complicate it by hesitating.&quot; -dashboard confessionals.




weight: 100lbs ; new cl0thes: 3; new friends: 8 ; boyfriend: 0 ; lovelife: 0



     
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      <title>saturday morning cartoons</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/36.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 07:59:38 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>gimiks: 0 ; boyfriend: 0 ; lovelife: 0




zero.so empty.but getting used to it.

 
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      <title>The Phallic Stage</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/35.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 08:16:28 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>number of sit-ups: 100 ; weight: 105lbs; new friends: 5; food intake: 7 chicken fingers; boyfriends: 0; lovelife: 0. 

sitting here inside B308, Gepsych class. i know, i mean Psychology class?... also known as friendster class. Why?. every sessions are held inside the e-class and as we use the pc to acces internet and do friendster the whole day, the prof kept on blubbering something i dont know but as far as i know no one's listenin...

anyway, here's the day i planned for but just swept by easily like nothing happened. Earlier @ my break i decyded dat ds would be the time to tell him or... (more)</description>
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      <title>..</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 11:12:35 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>deary deary fuck me diary</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/33.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 10:52:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>number of working hours at the gym : 100,000 ; money shopped for clothes just for the day: P4000.00; load credits: P30; wieght: 105lbs; new friends: 4; boyfriend: 0, fuck times: 0; lovelife: 0



i really really need a fuck. i mean not literally u bitch.... i slept so soundly last night like someone was hugging me tight, and that's weird.why? coz im insomiac. Woke up, and the usual i thought of you again. but then shopping, interneting, barkada-ing, and gym hours helped me work thing out fine. i just wana avoid myself from running over you... ill be departing out of town saturday morning and... (more)</description>
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      <title>loser</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/32.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 15:00:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>after school..

after hang-outs..

after the laughs..

the trips..

the b0nd and happy faces i see with my friends..

it all comes down to this.



ill go home, be alone and realize that i still miss you....

 
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      <title>tangina </title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/29.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 07:55:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>tangina..ur haunting meee....=(
 
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      <title>steady</title>
      <link>http://assholeka.blogdrive.com/archive/28.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 16:09:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>okay!.. umin0m nanaman ak0.. so yeah.. my dad's flight g0t delayed s0 an0ther day was given t0 me t0 have and spend it t0 cherish my freEd0m that later 0n i w0uld l0se. Unf0rtunately my friends had different plans cos they actually tought i w0nt be all0wed to go out na and my other friend's party was p0stp0ned and there's n0 ch0ice but stay here. but then yeah i spent bucks nanaman ang bought cl0thes. i went h0me, and saw my friends here. we drank.. steady lang... must admit it wasnt really fun but then yeah... umuwi dn ak0 agad ng 01:00am... c0rni... grr. and n0w, i cant slEep f0r the... (more)</description>
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      <title>KeL0iD..(spEciAL Editi0n)</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 17:26:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 di k0 napansin na sa paglipas ng panah0n.magiging keLoid siya.hindi ko rin inaasahan.na magiiwan ka ng marka sa buhay ko.patul0y na nagpapalit ang petsa.patul0y din ang buhay k0.buhay na minsan k0ng hindi pinagpahalagahan.habang lumilipas ito...siya ring di k0 alintana ang pag hil0m ng aking sugat.di k0 namalayang naging peklat na pala ito.habang pinapahiran k0 ng nivea whitening cream,ang mga sugat na likha ng sarili k0ng kanan.kasabay nit0 ang unti m0ng paglah0 sa buhay k0.habang mabagal it0ng kusang tinatahi ang minsang naghating balat,malilimutan din kita at mawawala sa pus0 ko.malayo... (more)</description>
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