<?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-8894911</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:08:35.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Petrified Junnix</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894911.post-4193913511013977358</id><published>2007-08-26T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T02:54:35.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Don'ts After Meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;FONT color=#3333ff&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't smoke&lt;/FONT&gt;- Experiment from experts proves that smoking a cigarette after meal is comparable to smoking 10 cigarettes (chances of cancer is higher). &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't eat fruits immediately&lt;/FONT&gt; - eating fruits after meals will cause stomach to be bloated with air. Therefore take fruit 1-2 hr after meal or 1hr before meal. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't drink tea&lt;/FONT&gt; - Because tea leaves contain a high content of acid.This substance will cause the Protein content in the food we consume to be hardened thus difficult to digest. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't loosen your belt&lt;/FONT&gt; - Loosening the belt after a meal will easily cause the intestine to be twisted &amp; blocked. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't bathe &lt;/FONT&gt;- Bathing will cause the increase of blood flow to the hands, legs &amp; body thus the amount of blood around the stomach will therefore decrease. This will weaken the digestive system in our stomach. &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't walk about&lt;/FONT&gt; - People always say that after a meal walk a hundred steps and you will live till 99. In actual fact this is not true. Walking will cause the digestive system to be unable to absorb the nutrition from the food we intake.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;* &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;Don't sleep immediately&lt;/FONT&gt; - The food we intake will not be able to digest properly. Thus will lead to gastric &amp; infection in our intestine.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-4193913511013977358?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/4193913511013977358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=4193913511013977358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/4193913511013977358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/4193913511013977358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2007/08/7-don-after-meal.html' title='7 Don&amp;#39;ts After Meal'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-7859695227572357417</id><published>2007-05-29T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T23:59:46.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - 3 Documentation</title><content type='html'>This is a letter from one bar girl to another bar girl whose boyfriend she apparently stole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actual letter found in a bar in Malate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Marjie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not surprise or wander why Dennis leave you. Why? What reason you can think about but you're very fat body. I'm thought before that Dennis only use me to his toy but sooner and later I'm realize that he really can't not beared or stomached to be with you anymore because at first, Dennis say he could not stand you're habit of making pakialam all his walks and always calling to their house what time he go home or this or that and then he say he get ashame to met you iether in school or in his family and then asking you to exercise you're very, very, very fat body but you hate it you thoughth you're the most prettiest girls he know about what do you think you are "Beautiful Girl" of Jose Mari Chan even you are beautiful face (to your think) you do not have the rigth to called me whatsoever or else&lt;br /&gt;different name one time or the other for the real purposed to insults my personality because I'm never call you names before iether in front of Dennis or in the backs of Dennis, but if you start already to calling me different name, I'm don't have any other choice but to called you other different name to like you are a PIG, FAT,&lt;br /&gt;OBESSED, OVERWIGHT AND UGLY SHAPE girl. Shame to you're body that is to a BUDING. You can't not blame Dennis for exchanging you to me because I'm am the more sexier than you when you look to us in the mirror. I'm repeat again that you are like Ike Lozada when she is a girl. &lt;br /&gt;FROM: THE SEXIEST GIRL OF D.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. You say that I'm the bad breathe&lt;br /&gt;But who is Dennis want to kissed.&lt;br /&gt;Me or you? You or me?&lt;br /&gt;And the final is me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-7859695227572357417?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/7859695227572357417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=7859695227572357417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/7859695227572357417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/7859695227572357417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-4-3-documentation.html' title='Chapter 4 - 3 Documentation'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-2503991450428035251</id><published>2007-05-28T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:33:15.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - 2 Probing and Active Listening</title><content type='html'>NAP GUTIERREZ INTERVIEWING MANILYN REYNES IN MOVIE MAGAZINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAP: Saan ka movie outfit nakakontrata?&lt;br /&gt;MANILYN: So far, hindi ko naman pinoproblema ang mga wardrobes ko kasi ex-deal&lt;br /&gt;naman eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULLIE YAP DAZA GUESTING ON VILMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULLIE: O Vi nag-guest na ko dito sa show. Ikaw, kailan ka naman mag-ge-guest sa&lt;br /&gt;show ko?&lt;br /&gt;VILMA: Alam mo naman Tita Jullie, busy kami ni Ralph sa pag-a-arrange ng kasal&lt;br /&gt;namin. Siguro pagkatapos na lang ng marriage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to compare the stars of my era with the star discoveries of Dr. Rey&lt;br /&gt;Dela Cruz, it would be like placing the Taj Majal of India side by side with a&lt;br /&gt;Volkswagen. * CELIA RODRIGUEZ (ano daw??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RITA GOMEZ AS A JUDGE IN A BB. PILIPINAS PAGEANT, ASKING A CANDIDATE A QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;DURING THE Q AND A (CANDIDATE INCIDENTALLY IS MARIA ISABEL LOPEZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RITA: Here's your question, hija: Are you still a virgin?&lt;br /&gt;MARIA ISABEL: If I say I still am, can I bring home the crown tonight?&lt;br /&gt;RITA: Good answer!&lt;br /&gt;MARIA ISABEL: What about you Ma'am, are you still a virgin?&lt;br /&gt;RITA: Hija I have 5 children with 5 different fathers,what do you&lt;br /&gt;call that, Immaculate Conception???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang ganda ng gospel number na yon, napaka-enlighting. Teka magpupunas lang ako,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sweatening. * VILMA SANTOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Lucky for the flowers...where did they came from? * VILMA SANTOS&lt;br /&gt;(kwela rin pala si ate vi!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Miss Universe is like having a birthstone, you may lose it. Being a&lt;br /&gt;Filipina is like having a birthmark, it's forever. * MARGIE MORAN DURING THE Q&lt;br /&gt;AND A PORTION OF THE 1973 MISS UNIVERSE, ASKED WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN&lt;br /&gt;BEING MISS UNIVERSE AND BEING A FILIPINA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat po sa Board of Judges. Ito na ho yata ang pinakamaligaya kong pasko at&lt;br /&gt;manigong bagong taon sa inyong lahat. * MELANIE MARQUEZ'S ACCEPTANCE SPEECH FOR&lt;br /&gt;WINNING BEST ACTRESS IN A METRO FILMFEST (shet classic talaga si MM!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Successful naman ang libing ng nanay ko. * BABETTE VILLARUEL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sa tingin ko ang pinaka-asset ko sa mukha ko ay ugali! Mabait kasi ako eh" *&lt;br /&gt;MR. POGI CONTESTANT'S ANSWER TO THE QUESTION: ANO SA MUKHA MO ANG PINAKA-ASSET&lt;br /&gt;MO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! I am Ma. Rosario Liboon, I come from the&lt;br /&gt;beautiful city of Pangasinan...City! * SHE'S GOT THE LOOK CONTESTANT bahahaha&lt;br /&gt;yung contest pa lang mismo classic na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! I am Carmelita Hernandez, I come from&lt;br /&gt;Pasay City and I want to be a medicine! * ANOTHER SHE'S GOT THE LOOK CONTESTANT&lt;br /&gt;DURING THE PARADE OF CONTESTANTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDU: So who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;VILMA: Excuse me, it's not my fault anymore. It's your fault anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERHEARD FROM A GIRL NA GALIT SA KARARATING NA BOYFRIEND SA STARBUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: My God you're so late. Where did you...Where have you...Where&lt;br /&gt;do you... saan ka ba galing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOST: WHICH DO YOU PREFER: BLONDE OR DUMB?&lt;br /&gt;GIRL: DUMB NA LANG AT LEAST HINDI AKO MAPAGKAKAMALANG BLONDE! (?)(!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESSA AFTER SINGING A SPOT NUMBER IN A REGINE VELASQUEZ CONCERT. DESSA&lt;br /&gt;APPARENTLY SANG A VERY VOCALLY CHALLENGING SONG AND AS EXPECTED, ENDED IT WITH A&lt;br /&gt;THROAT BREAKING NOTE. REGINE ENTERS.&lt;br /&gt;DESSA: O kala mo ikaw lang ang mataas ang boses.Kaya mo yun?&lt;br /&gt;REGINE: Eh ano ngayon, maganda ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA M. MAKES TARAY TO OSANG IN A TALK SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA M: At least hindi naman ako katulad ng iba diyan na retokado ang boobs.&lt;br /&gt;OSANG: Hoy Sabrina, oo nga itong boobs ko retokado. Pero at least&lt;br /&gt;ang ngipin ko hindi pustiso tulad ng sa yo! Ooops huwag kang magagalit baka&lt;br /&gt;malaglag yan sa sahig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am inviting all the televiewers to watch our movie "14 Going Steady" on the&lt;br /&gt;twenty-twoth of November...." (HAY NAKU, O SIYA....) - Nadia Montenegro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sana po'y panoorin natin ang The Life Story Of Julie Vega...alam kong masaya si&lt;br /&gt;Julie ngayon dahil it's just around the corner. (GAWIN DAW BANG CHRISTMAS SPIRIT&lt;br /&gt;SI JULIE?) - Nadia Montenegro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am not an addict. I am the victims!" (WALA TALAGA SIYANG PAGOD, NO?) -&lt;br /&gt;Melanie Marquez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: "Ano ba ang pinaka-favorite mong movie lately, Melanie?"&lt;br /&gt;Melanie: "Maganda yung kay Emma Thompson at Kate Winslet, yung "Simple and&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity." (it's supposed to be Sense and Sensibility)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Magandang Tanghali po, ako po si Luzviminda Cortez mula sa Camarines Sur,&lt;br /&gt;sumalangit na po ang inyong kaluluwa!" - Miss Gay Philippines A CANDIDATE OF GAY&lt;br /&gt;PARADE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb. Filipina contestant was asked by Apa Ongpin which of the five senses she&lt;br /&gt;could do without, she answered "my eyes". Apa asked, why her eyes? She replied,&lt;br /&gt;"Because I've got beautiful eyes." (with matching sultry look) (zoolander siguro&lt;br /&gt;apelido nya)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When asked what place in the Philippines she would boast about, Calendar girl&lt;br /&gt;contestant replied: "Bocaue". Intrigued hosts ask, "What about Bocaue? What's in&lt;br /&gt;it to boast about?" Girl replied: "Why, the Bocaue rice terraces of course."&lt;br /&gt;(0_o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reporter complimented Mark Anthony Fernandez: "Mark Anthony, ang cute-cute mo,&lt;br /&gt;you've got rosy cheeks just like your mom!" To which he replied: "Syempre, it&lt;br /&gt;runs to the blood eh." (oo nga naman...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie Marquez and Boy Abunda:&lt;br /&gt;Boy: O Melanie, paano na ang showbiz career mo ngayong nagmo-mormon ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Melanie: Ah okay lang yan Boy kasi matagal na rin akong semi-retarded. (di ka&lt;br /&gt;talaga titigil no!?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Sireyna contest:&lt;br /&gt;Emcee: Anong masasabi mo sa death penalty?&lt;br /&gt;Bading: A ano po yun toot por toot, eye por eye.&lt;br /&gt;Emcee: Paki-eksplika nga?&lt;br /&gt;Bading: Ganito po yun: kung pinatay mo ang nanay ko, dapat, patayin din ang&lt;br /&gt;nanay mo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Philippines contest&lt;br /&gt;Emcee: Anong gusto mong maging paglaki mo?&lt;br /&gt;Little Miss Contestant: Maging lalaki po. (harharhar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. World Philippines contest&lt;br /&gt;Emcee: What do you think should a man possess to be successful?&lt;br /&gt;Contestant: I think, that for a man to be successful, he should be a&lt;br /&gt;responsible, because if he should not be a responsible, he will not have a&lt;br /&gt;successful. That is all. I thank you. (walang bow??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Germs, interviewing the boygroup, 98 degrees&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Germs: Are you already married?&lt;br /&gt;98 member: No, i'm still single.&lt;br /&gt;Kuya Germs: WOW! Imagine that! What a koynseedense! Three years ago, you are&lt;br /&gt;here, you are single. i am here, i am single. now, three years after, you are&lt;br /&gt;still here, you are still single. i am still here, i am still single! it's&lt;br /&gt;anbeeleebabol! (hayup!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hetero talent scout, sighting a super gorgeous girl, and trying to score points&lt;br /&gt;Talent scout: Excuse me. Are you a commercial? (after five milliseconds and&lt;br /&gt;realizing booboo)... model?&lt;br /&gt;The weird part of this story is that, kumagat ang girl. at magsyota na sila ni&lt;br /&gt;Mr. booboo. baka mas malala pa ingles ni girl kasi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo Litton and Rodel Velayo, guesting on keep on dancing&lt;br /&gt;Charlene Gonzales: Hi Leonardo, hi Rodel, welcome to keep on dancing!&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo Litton: Welcome din po! n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma Moreno wrapping up the conversation with guest Joey Albert in her now&lt;br /&gt;defunct show Rated A. Joey De Leon was the co-host.&lt;br /&gt;Alma: So Joey, paki ulit muli yung concert mo sa University of Belt.&lt;br /&gt;Joey de leon: Ness naman eh, kaya tayo pinagtatawanan eh, University Belt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-2503991450428035251?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/2503991450428035251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=2503991450428035251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/2503991450428035251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/2503991450428035251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-4-2-probing-and-active.html' title='Chapter 4 - 2 Probing and Active Listening'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-766157197227662110</id><published>2007-05-28T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T04:35:34.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 4 - 1 Leave Application</title><content type='html'>Leave-letter from an employee who was performing his daughter's wedding: &lt;BR&gt;"as I am marrying my daughter, please grant a week's leave.." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;From H.A.L. Administration Dept: &lt;BR&gt;"As my mother-in-law has expired and I am only one responsible for it, please grant me 10 days leave." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Another employee applied for half day leave as follows: &lt;BR&gt;"Since I've to go to the cremation ground at 10 o-clock and I may not return, please grant me half day casual leave" &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;An incident of a leave letter: &lt;BR&gt;"I am suffering from fever, please declare one-day holiday." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A leave letter to the headmaster: &lt;BR&gt;"As I am studying in this school I am suffering from headache. I request you to leave me today"&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Covering note: &lt;BR&gt;"I am enclosed herewith..." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Another one: &lt;BR&gt;"Dear Sir: with reference to the above, please refer to my below..." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Actual letter written for application of leave: &lt;BR&gt;"My wife is suffering from sickness and as I am her only husband at home I may be granted leave". &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Letter writing:- &lt;BR&gt;"I am well here and hope you are also in the same well." &lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;A candidate's job application: &lt;BR&gt;"This has reference to your advertisement calling for a ' Typist and an Accountant - Male or Female'... As I am both(!! )for the past several years and I can handle both with good experience, I am applying for the post.&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-766157197227662110?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/766157197227662110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=766157197227662110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/766157197227662110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/766157197227662110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapter-4-1-leave-application_28.html' title='Chapter 4 - 1 Leave Application'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-114984215399199037</id><published>2006-06-09T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:23:32.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 7 TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All time TV Faves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbAHxNWoDhM/RlqXB6PhylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pCdg3b9eKdA/s1600-h/s3_Greys-Anatomy-Cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069530389628963410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbAHxNWoDhM/RlqXB6PhylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pCdg3b9eKdA/s320/s3_Greys-Anatomy-Cast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/heroessmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Will &amp; Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/willgrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Once &amp;amp; Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/onceandagain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center" href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everwood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/Everwood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Felicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/felicity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My S0-Called Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/mysocalledlife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Malibu Shores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/malibu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wasteland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/wastelandcast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/dason.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Buffy The Vampire Slayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/buffy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Young Americans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/youngamericans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Party of Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/partyof5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Gilmore Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/gilmoregirls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Grosse Pointe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/grossepointe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114984215399199037?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114984215399199037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114984215399199037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114984215399199037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114984215399199037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/06/chapter-3-7-tv.html' title='Chapter 3 - 7 TV'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbAHxNWoDhM/RlqXB6PhylI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pCdg3b9eKdA/s72-c/s3_Greys-Anatomy-Cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8894911.post-114334903824083990</id><published>2006-03-25T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T05:24:10.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 6 7 Guys You Can't Resist (For Guys Only)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever wondered why some gayguys have all the luck when it comes to bimale? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that certain archetypal males have been proven over and over to be irresistible to the same sex -- and it's not simply because of their swarthy good looks or a well-defined six pack.The truth is that gays tend to be attracted to certain personality traits and so, naturally, they flock to the men who possess them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are seven of these 'ideal types' of guys that gays/bi's are drawn to, and an explanation as to why these guys are so appealing to them. But don't freak out or permanently alter your personality if you don't fit into any of these categories exactly --gayguys will see right through that.Ideally, you should exude some traits from each of these different categories; in fact, you probably already do. With a quick perusal of the list below, you should be in much better shape to understand what gays are looking for, and most importantly, to make sure that you fit the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. The Romantic Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He believes in classic romance. He is constantly bringing him flowers and chocolate and lighting candles during dinner. He calls him often to let him know he is thinking about him, and looks into his eyes and tells him how he feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: A gay guy loves to feel appreciated, and the romantic guy makes this happen. He uses romantic gestures to show him he is thinking about him. As an added bonus, he feels free to reciprocate and act on his own romantic tendencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. The Confident Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is totally secure and sure of himself. He is assertive in public, and gives off an aura of power and control (within reason, of course, as the "cocky guy" is not on this list). In a relationship, he doesn't get jealous of other men; he doesn't feel threatened by his boyfriend's male friends or coworkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: Gay guys are attracted to confident men. Consider this: If you think you are great, he will probably be influenced to think the same. The confident man doesn't seek approval from gay guys, and this makes them want him even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. The Artistic Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artistic guy is spontaneous and lives for the moment. Often, he will use his creativity to woo him, such as with a song he has written about him or a painting he has made for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: Every gay wants to feel unique and special. And there is no better way to make him feel this way than to use his as your muse, or your source of inspiration. He is intrigued by the artistic guy's creative mind, and especially by the way he incorporates him into his art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. The Foreign Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He comes from a faraway exotic country; he might have a cute accent or a unique way of seeing the world. His social customs and everyday behavior can be a little quirky, but he always manages to come off as uniquely charming. Note that you don't have to actually be foreign to fit into this category. If you are well-traveled or speak many languages, you might be able to pull off the charm as well as any sweet-talking foreigner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: Charisma, charisma and charisma. There's not much more I can say about this one; it's just that mysterious je ne sais quoi that is so alluring. Gays often choose this kind of guy if they are curious about the world, but most of the appeal comes down to a fascination with dating someone from another culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. The Free Spirit Guy (a.k.a. The Bad Boy)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Free Spirit Guy goes where the wind takes him, and the wind usually takes him on some kind of wacky adventure. He might ride a motorcycle, or he might skip work to take him on a last-minute road trip. But this guy doesn't worry too much about the consequences; he just sees where his own devices take him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: Every Gay wants a bit of a rebel (within reason, of course). He loves his carefree attitude and hopes that it will rub off on him too. The bad boy spirit adds an element of youthfulness to the relationship and he loves to try taming him -- although he knows he'll never actually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. The Intelligent/Witty Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He instigates conversations that are intellectually stimulating and listens to what he has to say in response. He makes him laugh with his clever sense of humor and has an uncanny ability to make politics interesting. He can shoot the breeze with him for hours and it will never get boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: As time goes on, your hairline may recede and your buff body may soften, but if you can keep him interested, you've won half the battle. An intellectual connection is a big part of what sustains a relationship, and if you can show him that you've got that, he'll be hooked pretty quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. The Considerate Guy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He holds open his car door and pulls out his chair. He foots the bill for dinner and makes sure to offer him dessert. He always asks him out with reasonable notice and picks him up at his door. He is generally sensitive to how he is feeling and when he is ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why he is so irresistible: Surprised? You probably think that nice, considerate guys never get the man, but consider this: Once a man has gone through his share of the bad guy, the rude guy and the not-calling-him-back guy, he will likely reevaluate his priorities. It takes a bit of maturity on his part to realize this, but eventually, most gays come around and realize that they want a guy who will treat them well in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a word of caution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take any of these character types to the extreme or try to be someone you're not -- it will be way too obvious.The key to success here is to keep in mind why gay guy / bisexuals like the character traits outlined above and what kind of gestures they appreciate. Then, mix them up and see which of these traits and gestures you are most comfortable with. With just a little bit of effort, you'll be able to find more than a few irresistible qualities within yourself -- and accordingly, he'll be easily wooed by your newfound individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-from Sweeet Bottom of G4m)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114334903824083990?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114334903824083990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114334903824083990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114334903824083990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114334903824083990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chapter-3-6-7-guys-you-cant-resist-for.html' title='Chapter 3 - 6 7 Guys You Can&apos;t Resist (For Guys Only)'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-114215091862283311</id><published>2006-03-11T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T00:08:38.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 5 24/7-11</title><content type='html'>t'was 2nd week of December...&lt;br /&gt;past 10am ...&lt;br /&gt;in a coffeeshop...&lt;br /&gt;shook hands...&lt;br /&gt;first meeting...&lt;br /&gt;30 mins passed...&lt;br /&gt;took a jeep...&lt;br /&gt;stopped in a salon...&lt;br /&gt;got out couple of hours later...&lt;br /&gt;took a cab...&lt;br /&gt;somewhere in malate...&lt;br /&gt;not so cheap place...&lt;br /&gt;past 1pm...&lt;br /&gt;room was dimly lit...&lt;br /&gt;windowless...&lt;br /&gt;table with swiches...&lt;br /&gt;radio...&lt;br /&gt;airconditioning...&lt;br /&gt;couple of towels...&lt;br /&gt;pair of slippers...&lt;br /&gt;semi functioning tv...&lt;br /&gt;tooth paste..&lt;br /&gt;a bar of soap...&lt;br /&gt;a pair of toothbrush...&lt;br /&gt;bath was clean...&lt;br /&gt;shower with hot water...&lt;br /&gt;place was neat...&lt;br /&gt;a dining table...&lt;br /&gt;couple of chairs...&lt;br /&gt;a white sheet...&lt;br /&gt;comfortable bed...&lt;br /&gt;6pm...&lt;br /&gt;cold...&lt;br /&gt;downpour is heavy...&lt;br /&gt;umbrella shared...&lt;br /&gt;got out...&lt;br /&gt;in a fastfood nearby...&lt;br /&gt;one took a cab...&lt;br /&gt;one headed to a drugstore...&lt;br /&gt;came back with a small bag...&lt;br /&gt;8pm...&lt;br /&gt;cold...&lt;br /&gt;airconditioning turn off...&lt;br /&gt;radio shut down...&lt;br /&gt;tv as well...&lt;br /&gt;warm blanket...&lt;br /&gt;warm sheets...&lt;br /&gt;2am...&lt;br /&gt;dark and cold...&lt;br /&gt;phone rang...&lt;br /&gt;a knock on the door...&lt;br /&gt;a warm kiss...&lt;br /&gt;a welcoming smile...&lt;br /&gt;warm bed...&lt;br /&gt;hot morning...&lt;br /&gt;9am...&lt;br /&gt;quick hot shower...&lt;br /&gt;soft towels...&lt;br /&gt;a wet kiss...&lt;br /&gt;warm touch...&lt;br /&gt;11am...&lt;br /&gt;scorching..&lt;br /&gt;12pm...&lt;br /&gt;one took a cab&lt;br /&gt;one headed to a fast food chain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114215091862283311?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114215091862283311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114215091862283311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114215091862283311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114215091862283311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chapter-3-5-247-11.html' title='Chapter 3 - 5 24/7-11'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-114191439865927362</id><published>2006-03-09T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T06:26:39.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 4 Saturday Night Fever</title><content type='html'>cab driver was either devious or genuinely innocent&lt;br /&gt;the guy in black don't know, he's poor in judging people...&lt;br /&gt;11pm, the cab rounded in a dark corner and slowly stopped.&lt;br /&gt;the guy in black stepped out hesistantly.&lt;br /&gt;phone rang..."uhuh".... "ok"...&lt;br /&gt;fourth floor.&lt;br /&gt;the guy in black entered the dimly lit condo unit.&lt;br /&gt;and hand grabbed the guy in black's wrist from behind the door&lt;br /&gt;Erin Brockovich was screaming..&lt;br /&gt;"NOT PERSONAL! That is my WORK, my SWEAT, and MY TIME AWAY FROM MY KIDS! IF THAT IS NOT PERSONAL, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS! "&lt;br /&gt;there was a bedside table and a lampshade...&lt;br /&gt;room was messy but surprisingly comfy...&lt;br /&gt;the guy in black said something vague...&lt;br /&gt;the room went dimmer...&lt;br /&gt;a black shirt fell on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;after a minute, a pair of pants followed with a low thud...&lt;br /&gt;couple of minutes passed...&lt;br /&gt;another piece silently fell on the floor...&lt;br /&gt;someone shivered...&lt;br /&gt;then BAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was all over.&lt;br /&gt;there were smiles...&lt;br /&gt;no five minutes later, the guy in black slowly approaches the elevator...&lt;br /&gt;got out in the dark corner and silently walked away...&lt;br /&gt;hailed a cab with a wry smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114191439865927362?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114191439865927362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114191439865927362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114191439865927362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114191439865927362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chapter-3-4-saturday-night-fever.html' title='Chapter 3 - 4 Saturday Night Fever'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-114181596824358267</id><published>2006-03-08T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T03:13:07.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 3 Personality Awareness</title><content type='html'>If u know me, then help me...check the links below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/nohari?view=lucenzojean"&gt;http://kevan.org/nohari?view=lucenzojean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?view=lucenzojean"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?view=lucenzojean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114181596824358267?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114181596824358267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114181596824358267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114181596824358267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114181596824358267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chapter-3-3-personality-awareness.html' title='Chapter 3 - 3 Personality Awareness'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-114165305124097910</id><published>2006-03-06T01:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T05:50:51.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 2  Crash</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y255/lucenzo/crash_releaseposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CRASH&lt;br /&gt;78th Academy Awards Best Picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114165305124097910?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114165305124097910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114165305124097910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114165305124097910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114165305124097910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chapter-3-2-crash.html' title='Chapter 3 - 2  Crash'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-114155061074514546</id><published>2006-03-05T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:29:39.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 3 - 1 The Hardest Day</title><content type='html'>lejandro Sanz has the sexiest voice ever... well aside from Michael Buble!&lt;br /&gt;And here's the song that make me wanna "waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hardest Day (Me Ire)&lt;br /&gt;Music &amp; Lyrics: Alejandro Sanz &amp;amp; The Corrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more day, one last look&lt;br /&gt;Before I leave it all behind&lt;br /&gt;And play the role that's meant for us&lt;br /&gt;That said we'd say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more night by your side&lt;br /&gt;Where our dreams collide&lt;br /&gt;And all we have is everything&lt;br /&gt;And there's no pain there's no hurt&lt;br /&gt;There's no wrong it's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I promise to believe will you believe&lt;br /&gt;That there's nowhere that we'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Nowhere just right where we are&lt;br /&gt;I've no choice, I love you leave,&lt;br /&gt;Love you wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I ever wanted was to stay&lt;br /&gt;And nothing in this worldâ€™s gonna change, change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna wake up from this night&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna leave this moment&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you only, only you&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna forget every single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;When loving you is my finest hour&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you, the hardest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;The hardest day of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still breathe, I still eat&lt;br /&gt;And the sun it shines the same as it did yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But there's no warmth, no light&lt;br /&gt;I feel empty inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I never will regret a single day&lt;br /&gt;Y ninguno sabia muy bien que hacer&lt;br /&gt;What I'm feeling for you&lt;br /&gt;aquella noche noche&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you leave,&lt;br /&gt;Love you wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all I ever wanted was to stay&lt;br /&gt;maldito atardecer&lt;br /&gt;Nothing in this world's gonna change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna wake up from this night&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna leave this moment&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you only, only you&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna forget every single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;When loving you is my finest hour&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I'd ever feel this way&lt;br /&gt;I feel for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna wake up, I feel for you, from this night&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna leave this moment&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you only, only you&lt;br /&gt;Never gonna forget every single thing you do&lt;br /&gt;When loving you is my finest hour&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you, the hardest day of my life...&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna wake up from this night... (fade out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img height="221" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y255/lucenzo/alex.jpg" width="144" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G2DOsozssVY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-114155061074514546?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/114155061074514546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=114155061074514546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114155061074514546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/114155061074514546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2006/03/chapter-3-1-hardest-day.html' title='Chapter 3 - 1 The Hardest Day'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112934250942892816</id><published>2005-10-14T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:15:09.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 7 Breather</title><content type='html'>oct 14, 2005 friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restday at last&lt;br /&gt;payday&lt;br /&gt;coffee&lt;br /&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;meeting loy&lt;br /&gt;chill out&lt;br /&gt;fries&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;pals&lt;br /&gt;beer&lt;br /&gt;coffee&lt;br /&gt;park&lt;br /&gt;chat&lt;br /&gt;bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRASH AND BURN&lt;br /&gt;Savage Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel alone &lt;br /&gt;And the world has turned its back on you &lt;br /&gt;Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart &lt;br /&gt;I know that you feel like the walls are closing in on you &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold &lt;br /&gt;When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take it anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call &lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall &lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night &lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart &lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn &lt;br /&gt;You're not alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone &lt;br /&gt;And a loyal friend is hard to find &lt;br /&gt;You're caught in a one way street &lt;br /&gt;With the monsters in your head &lt;br /&gt;When hopes and dreams are far away and &lt;br /&gt;You feel you can't face the day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call &lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall&lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night &lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart&lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart&lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn &lt;br /&gt;You're not alone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there has always been heartache and pain &lt;br /&gt;And when it's over you'll breathe again &lt;br /&gt;You'll breathe again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel all alone &lt;br /&gt;And the world has turned its back on you &lt;br /&gt;Give me a moment please &lt;br /&gt;To tame your wild wild heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one you call &lt;br /&gt;If you jump I'll break your fall &lt;br /&gt;Lift you up and fly away with you into the night &lt;br /&gt;If you need to fall apart &lt;br /&gt;I can mend a broken heart &lt;br /&gt;If you need to crash then crash and burn &lt;br /&gt;You're not alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112934250942892816?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112934250942892816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112934250942892816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112934250942892816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112934250942892816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-2-7-breather.html' title='Chapter 2 - 7 Breather'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112915324780269922</id><published>2005-10-12T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T14:40:47.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 6 And The Beat Goes On Pt 2</title><content type='html'>seems like my luck has ran out...&lt;br /&gt;still stumbling downhill...&lt;br /&gt;i just hope i won't be landing on spikes...&lt;br /&gt;things are already bad enough...&lt;br /&gt;pls don't make them any worse...&lt;br /&gt;i see it coming back...&lt;br /&gt;i see it's darkwelcoming embrace...&lt;br /&gt;and acceptance means one thing...&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.guys4men.com/members/277335/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112915324780269922?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112915324780269922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112915324780269922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112915324780269922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112915324780269922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-2-6-and-beat-goes-on-pt-2.html' title='Chapter 2 - 6 And The Beat Goes On Pt 2'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112904953230669885</id><published>2005-10-11T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T10:09:28.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 5 OUTdate</title><content type='html'>been a long time since i updated these things...&lt;br /&gt;a lot happened...&lt;br /&gt;just can't put them in to words...&lt;br /&gt;well, anyways, just a quick review...&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 2, i got mugged, foneless...&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 4, oting's last visit b4 rotterdam...&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 4 - present, no word from loy...&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 6, found out, i'm #48 on the priority&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 6, found out that i only got 1.54 rating&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 7 - 8, rest days, stayed at home&lt;br /&gt;Oct. 11, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;that's about it...&lt;br /&gt;try visiting my other blogs...&lt;br /&gt;http://saburotales.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;http://lucenzojean.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;tried updating them too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112904953230669885?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112904953230669885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112904953230669885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112904953230669885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112904953230669885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/10/chapter-2-5-outdate.html' title='Chapter 2 - 5 OUTdate'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112805079955772836</id><published>2005-09-29T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T20:26:39.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 4 Space</title><content type='html'>been a long time since i last posted something...&lt;br /&gt;there are lots of things that i would like to share...&lt;br /&gt;i just dunno what to say nor where to start...&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;mainly because of a person.&lt;br /&gt;that's one thing i'm sure of right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112805079955772836?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112805079955772836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112805079955772836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112805079955772836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112805079955772836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/09/chapter-2-4-space.html' title='Chapter 2 - 4 Space'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112741398406572768</id><published>2005-09-22T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T11:33:04.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 3 Thank God It Was A Friday</title><content type='html'>two fridays ago...&lt;br /&gt;past ten in the evening...&lt;br /&gt;guy walking alone in an empty street...&lt;br /&gt;somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;a car stopped...&lt;br /&gt;rolled the window down...&lt;br /&gt;a guy passed by...&lt;br /&gt;someone called...&lt;br /&gt;exchanged glances...&lt;br /&gt;smiles...&lt;br /&gt;a proposal...&lt;br /&gt;an invitation...&lt;br /&gt;a refusal...&lt;br /&gt;an agreement...&lt;br /&gt;car started and sped away ...slowly...&lt;br /&gt;turned left and another left...&lt;br /&gt;slowed down...&lt;br /&gt;parked on the right side of the road&lt;br /&gt;in front a school...&lt;br /&gt;ten...fifteen ...&lt;br /&gt;thirty minutes...&lt;br /&gt;car restarted...&lt;br /&gt;slowly crept out of the side of the road...&lt;br /&gt;smiles...&lt;br /&gt;thanks...&lt;br /&gt;turned another left...&lt;br /&gt;car stopped...&lt;br /&gt;thank yous&lt;br /&gt;out went the guy...&lt;br /&gt;the doctor sped away...&lt;br /&gt;guy walked on...&lt;br /&gt;on the empty steet...&lt;br /&gt;somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;it was a friday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112741398406572768?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112741398406572768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112741398406572768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112741398406572768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112741398406572768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/09/chapter-2-3-thank-god-it-was-friday.html' title='Chapter 2 - 3 Thank God It Was A Friday'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112520022617170341</id><published>2005-08-27T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T20:40:47.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 2 Never Give Up On The Good Times</title><content type='html'>CTC? ASL?&lt;br /&gt;we were strangers.&lt;br /&gt;in a room in cyberspace we all met.&lt;br /&gt;phony names and phony identities.&lt;br /&gt;but time has been a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;friends we became.&lt;br /&gt;friends we will stay,&lt;br /&gt;til our last days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda strange how some people meet. people of different lifestyle. people from different places. people of different ages. people you never imagine you'd find happiness with. for a short period of time, i'm very fortunate to meet these people. ordinary people that create wonders in my life. honored and grateful, understatements of what i feel. my heart shouts with joy. the simpliest way of describing it.&lt;br /&gt;to ryan aaron, neil, ryan, mark, nap, jong, joel..you guys rock...BIG TIME!&lt;br /&gt;and to raymond and maridy, our friendship will conquer continents...&lt;br /&gt;love you guys, that ain't phony...&lt;br /&gt;BRB...not GTG...&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112520022617170341?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112520022617170341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112520022617170341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112520022617170341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112520022617170341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/08/chapter-2-2-never-give-up-on-good.html' title='Chapter 2 - 2 Never Give Up On The Good Times'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112299714095024909</id><published>2005-08-02T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:39:00.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - 1 You Look Kinda Familiar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5500/625/1600/jun.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know what, you like..."&lt;br /&gt;"do you have a foreign blood?"&lt;br /&gt;"you're not a latino, are you?"&lt;br /&gt;"para kang may AIDS!"&lt;br /&gt;"lam mo medyo taba ka dito."&lt;br /&gt;"kamukha mo si epi."&lt;br /&gt;-"epi?"&lt;br /&gt;"epi quizon, anak ni dolphy."&lt;br /&gt;"kalansay!"&lt;br /&gt;and a lot more...&lt;br /&gt;these are the comments, mixed comments i got with regard to the photo i have for my online community accounts. some i took as compliments, others i think were honest opinions, i'm not sure about other comments were, whether i'd be happy bout it or not...but anyways, it proved a lot of things...like...&lt;br /&gt;-there are guys out there who like(are attracted to) guys with skin head (make that with receding hair like or HIV? lolz...&lt;br /&gt;-some people are really polite...:P&lt;br /&gt;-there are still honest people around...&lt;br /&gt;-that i'm sexy...lolz...:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way heres that infamous pic i'm talking bout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 141px; HEIGHT: 97px" height="401" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/jun.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;wanna be polite or wanna be honest about it? hehehe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112299714095024909?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112299714095024909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112299714095024909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112299714095024909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112299714095024909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/08/chapter-2-1-you-look-kinda-familiar.html' title='Chapter 2 - 1 You Look Kinda Familiar'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112259885660427067</id><published>2005-07-28T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:00:56.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 7 My Baby</title><content type='html'>it seemed appropriate to introduce my baby in this chapter.&lt;br /&gt;young...&lt;br /&gt;new...&lt;br /&gt;lots to learn about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know when and where i met my baby?&lt;br /&gt;here...&lt;br /&gt;i mean someone introduced us...&lt;br /&gt;few days ago...&lt;br /&gt;a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying hard to make it work this time.&lt;br /&gt;no mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;but i know there will be lots along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like my old babies,&lt;br /&gt;i know i will learn again...&lt;br /&gt;i will laugh...&lt;br /&gt;i will cry...&lt;br /&gt;i will hurt...&lt;br /&gt;i will love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this time,&lt;br /&gt;i hope...&lt;br /&gt;i wish...&lt;br /&gt;i pray...&lt;br /&gt;would last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby, oh my baby...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so happy my baby came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i promise though...&lt;br /&gt;this time it will be different...&lt;br /&gt;this time it will real...&lt;br /&gt;this time it will be me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet me baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://petrifymeagain.blogdrive.com"&gt;http://petrifymeagain.blogdrive.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112259885660427067?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112259885660427067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112259885660427067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112259885660427067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112259885660427067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-1-7-my-baby.html' title='Chapter 1 - 7 My Baby'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112181851728868693</id><published>2005-07-19T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T17:15:17.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 6 Black and Blue</title><content type='html'>in a dark corner of an unlit room at the second level inside a bar in malate...&lt;br /&gt;booze...&lt;br /&gt;smoke...&lt;br /&gt;chairs...&lt;br /&gt;tables...&lt;br /&gt;a tv...&lt;br /&gt;eyes...&lt;br /&gt;lips...&lt;br /&gt;ears...&lt;br /&gt;hands...&lt;br /&gt;and teeth.&lt;br /&gt;night out...&lt;br /&gt;strangers...&lt;br /&gt;friends...&lt;br /&gt;lovers...&lt;br /&gt;mates...&lt;br /&gt;couples...&lt;br /&gt;groups...&lt;br /&gt;huddled.&lt;br /&gt;glances...&lt;br /&gt;nudges...&lt;br /&gt;small talks...&lt;br /&gt;caresses...&lt;br /&gt;touches...&lt;br /&gt;kisses...&lt;br /&gt;embraces...&lt;br /&gt;scratches...&lt;br /&gt;gropings...&lt;br /&gt;tastes...&lt;br /&gt;bites...&lt;br /&gt;and bruises.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112181851728868693?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112181851728868693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112181851728868693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112181851728868693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112181851728868693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-1-6-black-and-blue.html' title='Chapter 1 - 6 Black and Blue'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112080699073540053</id><published>2005-07-08T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T00:16:30.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 5 Happy Birthday To Me</title><content type='html'>A few stolen moments is all that we shared.&lt;br /&gt;He has a lover for three long years.&lt;br /&gt;Though i tried to resist,&lt;br /&gt;being part of his list,&lt;br /&gt;but no other man's gonna do...&lt;br /&gt;hope i won't be saving all my love for him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do i need to explain more?&lt;br /&gt;guess  not...if so, just tag me or something...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112080699073540053?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112080699073540053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112080699073540053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112080699073540053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112080699073540053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-1-5-happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Chapter 1 - 5 Happy Birthday To Me'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112033948908055127</id><published>2005-07-02T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:21:16.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 4 Secrets of Happy People</title><content type='html'>This is according to a friend of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 1 ) J Your Life Has Purpose And Meaning. JYou are not here just to fill space or to be a background character in someone else’s movie. Consider this: nothing would be the same if you did not exist. Every place you have ever been and everyone you have ever spoken to would be different without you. We are all connected, and we are all affected by the decisions and even the existence of those around us.&lt;br /&gt;( 2 ) J Use A Strategy For Happiness. JWe assume that happy and unhappy people are born that way. But both kinds of people do things that create and reinforce their moods. Happy people let themselves be happy. Unhappy people continue doing things that upset them.&lt;br /&gt;( 3 ) J You Don’t Have To Win Every Time. JUltracompetitive people, who always need to win, end up enjoying things less. If they lose they are very disappointed, and if they win it’s what they expected would happen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;( 4 ) J Your Goals Should Be Aligned With One Another. JThe four tires of your car have to be properly aligned; otherwise the left tires will be pointed in a different direction from the right tires and the car won’t work. Goals are just like that. They all must be pointed in the same direction. If your goals conflict with one another, your life may not work.&lt;br /&gt;( 5 ) J Choose Your Comparisons Wisely. JMany of our feelings of satisfaction or dissatisfaction have their roots in how we compare ourselves to others. When we compare ourselves to those who have more, we feel bad. When we compare ourselves to those who have less, we feel grateful. Even though the truth is we have exactly the same life either way, our feelings about our life can vary tremendously based on who we compare ourselves with. Compare yourself with those examples that are meaningful but that make you feel comfortable with who you are and what you have.&lt;br /&gt;( 6 ) J Cultivate Friendship. JRekindle past relationships, and take advantage of opportunities at work or among your neighbors to expand your friendship base. People need to feel that they are part of something bigger, that they care about others and are cared about by others in return.&lt;br /&gt;( 7 ) J Turn Off The TV. JTelevision is a creamy filing that distracts us from the substance of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;( 8 ) J Accept Yourself -- Unconditionally. J You are not just the size of your bank account, the neighborhood you live in, or the type of work you do. You are, just like everyone else, an almost inconceivably complicated mix of abilities and limitations.&lt;br /&gt;( 9 ) J Remember Where You Came From. JThink about and celebrate your ethnicity. Often we feel lost in a vast and complex world. There is tremendous comfort in knowing your ethnic heritage. It gives you a history, a sense of place, a uniqueness that remains no matter what else is going on around you.&lt;br /&gt;( 10 ) J Limit Yourself To Thinking About One Subject As You Lie Down To Sleep. JThose who have a lot anxiety let their thoughts shoot around from one subject to another as they try to go to sleep until, in a matter of minutes, they have created a virtual catalogue of problems. With all these problems, you’ll ask yourself, how can I possibly sleep?Tonight as you are brushing your teeth, come up with something you’d like to think about when slip under the covers. If other thoughts start to intrude, guide yourself back to that one subject.&lt;br /&gt;( 11 ) J Friendship Beats Money. JIf you want to know if people are happy, don’t ask them how much money they have in bank. Don’t ask how large their take-home salary is. Ask them about their friends.&lt;br /&gt;( 12 ) J Have Realistic Expectations. JPeople who are happy don’t get everything they want, but they want most of what they get. In other words, they rig the game in their favor by choosing to value things that are within their grasp. People who find themselves dissatisfied in life often set unreachable goals for themselves, setting themselves up to fail. Yet people who set high goals for themselves and reach them are not happier than people who set and reach more modest goals.Whether you are assessing your position at work or your relationship with your family, don’t begin with fantasy pictures of the world’s richest person or the world’s ideal family. Stay with reality and strive to make things better not perfect.&lt;br /&gt;( 13 ) J Be Open To New Ideas. JNever stop learning and adapting. The world will always be changing. If you limit yourself to what you knew and what you were comfortable with earlier in your life, you will grow increasingly frustrated with your surrounding as you age.&lt;br /&gt;( 14 ) J Share With Others How important They Are To You. JRelationship is built on mutual appreciation, and there is no better way to show that appreciation than to tell someone how much you care.&lt;br /&gt;( 15 ) J If you’re Not Sure, Guess Positively. JUnhappy people take a situation in which they are not sure and come to a negative conclusion. For example, if they aren’t certain why another person is being nice, they assume that the person must have a hidden selfish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112033948908055127?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112033948908055127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112033948908055127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112033948908055127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112033948908055127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-1-4-secrets-of-happy-people.html' title='Chapter 1 - 4 Secrets of Happy People'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-112033906191299543</id><published>2005-07-02T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:20:43.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 3 BITCHIOLOGY</title><content type='html'>This is a bullentin post in Downelink that i just want to share...&lt;br /&gt;Speaks a lot of how i usually feel when people think of me as a coldhearted bitch when in fact I'm the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;check this one out and hope it will enlighten you a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitchiology by Albert of Downelink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greatest things on earth have been done little by little&lt;br /&gt;BITCHIOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;When I stand up for those I love, they call me a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts or do things my own way, they call me a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Being a bitch means I won't compromise what's in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;It means I live my life MY way.&lt;br /&gt;It means I won't allow anyone to step on me.&lt;br /&gt;When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak against it, I am defined as a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happens when I take time for myself instead of being everyone's maid, or when I act a little selfish.&lt;br /&gt;It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to be who I truly am and won't become anyone else's idea of what they think I "should" be.&lt;br /&gt;I am outspoken, opinionated and determined.&lt;br /&gt;I want what I want and there is nothing wrong with that!&lt;br /&gt;So try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed.&lt;br /&gt;And if that makes me a bitch, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-112033906191299543?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/112033906191299543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=112033906191299543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112033906191299543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/112033906191299543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-1-3-bitchiology.html' title='Chapter 1 - 3 BITCHIOLOGY'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-111946450164596679</id><published>2005-06-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T09:20:19.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 2 Mushy...Mushy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dawson's Creek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v211/lucenzojean/dason.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Any Lucky Penny&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Baby, look around&lt;br /&gt;See that i'm nowhere to be found&lt;br /&gt;You wanna feel me near&lt;br /&gt;Then close your eyes, and i'll appear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream over me with a tear&lt;br /&gt;Anything it takes to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, magic and sweet lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Any lucky penny will do fine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're arms are open wide&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for me to run inside&lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;Please use your power to bring heaven down. . . and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream over me with a tear&lt;br /&gt;Anything it takes to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, magic and sweet lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Any lucky penny will do fine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;And when we're face to face&lt;br /&gt;The world just fades away&lt;br /&gt;So take me to that place&lt;br /&gt;Where it's just you and i&lt;br /&gt;Every single night. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream over me with a tear&lt;br /&gt;Anything it takes to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, magic and sweet lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Any lucky penny will do fine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream over me with a tear&lt;br /&gt;Anything it takes to wish me here&lt;br /&gt;Oh, magic and sweet lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Any lucky penny will do fine&lt;br /&gt;Oh, to wish me here. . .&lt;br /&gt;you wish me here, you wish me here.. . .&lt;br /&gt;oh, you wish me here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ready For A Fall&lt;br /&gt;PJ Olsson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sit there in my shadows&lt;br /&gt;And you call it your relief&lt;br /&gt;Don't be the one it matters for&lt;br /&gt;The things that I could see&lt;br /&gt;(Don't give me that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness has no honor&lt;br /&gt;Need protection from the air&lt;br /&gt;High hopes through time passing&lt;br /&gt;When I see I want you there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;You're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;If it was this easy to find you&lt;br /&gt;I should be ready for a fall&lt;br /&gt;I should be ready for a fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my warners rally&lt;br /&gt;Round the person ire(?) is worse&lt;br /&gt;Like a bird I keep on helpin, hope you're healin strong&lt;br /&gt;You never know when you might have to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after me&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after I set you free&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know you from a page in my book&lt;br /&gt;Though I should&lt;br /&gt;Though I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe&lt;br /&gt;You're the one for me&lt;br /&gt;If it was this easy to find you&lt;br /&gt;I should be ready for a fall&lt;br /&gt;I should be ready for a fall&lt;br /&gt;I should be ready for a fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after me&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after I set you free&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know you from a page in my book&lt;br /&gt;Though I shouldThough I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after me&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after I set you free&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know you from a page in my book&lt;br /&gt;Though I should&lt;br /&gt;Though I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after me&lt;br /&gt;Where will you go after I set you free&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know you from a page in my book&lt;br /&gt;Though I shouldThough I should&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-111946450164596679?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111946450164596679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=111946450164596679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111946450164596679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111946450164596679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-1-2-mushymushy.html' title='Chapter 1 - 2 Mushy...Mushy'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-111939203694360404</id><published>2005-06-21T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T08:48:28.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 1 - 1 Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Michael Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another summer day&lt;br /&gt;Is come and gone away&lt;br /&gt;In Paris and Rome&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Maybe surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel all alone&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;And I've been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you&lt;br /&gt;Each one a line or two"I'm fine baby, how are you?"&lt;br /&gt;Well I would send them but I know that it's just not enough&lt;br /&gt;My words were cold and flat&lt;br /&gt;And you deserve more than that&lt;br /&gt;Another aerorplane&lt;br /&gt;Another sunny place&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky I knowBut&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, I've got to go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too far from where you are&lt;br /&gt;I wanna come home&lt;br /&gt;And I feel just like I'm living someone else's life&lt;br /&gt;It's like I just stepped outside&lt;br /&gt;When everything was going right&lt;br /&gt;And I know just why you could not&lt;br /&gt;Come along with me&lt;br /&gt;But this was not your dream&lt;br /&gt;But you always believe in me&lt;br /&gt;Another winter day has come&lt;br /&gt;And gone away&lt;br /&gt;And even Paris and RomeAnd&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;And I'm surrounded by&lt;br /&gt;A million people I&lt;br /&gt;Still feel alone&lt;br /&gt;Oh, let go home&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I miss you, you know&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I've had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I’m doneI gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;It will all right&lt;br /&gt;I'll be home tonight&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-111939203694360404?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111939203694360404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=111939203694360404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111939203694360404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111939203694360404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/06/chapter-1-1-home.html' title='Chapter 1 - 1 Home'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-111939121488952711</id><published>2005-06-21T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:00:14.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Val&amp;Poy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks Val&amp;Poy!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y255/lucenzo/vnp4.gif" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank Val&amp;amp;Poy for creating the website for me....I know mahirap gawin ito and I saw the effort and I am so touched....Thank You So Much!!!! Viva!!!!Val&amp;amp;Poy FOREVER!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-111939121488952711?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111939121488952711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=111939121488952711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111939121488952711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111939121488952711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/06/thanks-valpoy.html' title='Thanks Val&amp;Poy'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-111885101110828251</id><published>2005-06-15T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:01:02.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just Wonderin if it is already working!!! Muah!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-111885101110828251?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/111885101110828251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=111885101110828251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111885101110828251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/111885101110828251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/06/testing.html' title='Testing'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-110460785452936438</id><published>2005-05-31T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T15:42:29.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Junville This Blog Is For You!!!!</title><content type='html'>Jun...since we value u as our friend...we made this blog to make you happy!!! Maglinis ka palagi haus ha!!!! Bantay!!! Muah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-110460785452936438?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/110460785452936438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=110460785452936438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/110460785452936438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/110460785452936438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/05/junville-this-blog-is-for-you.html' title='Junville This Blog Is For You!!!!'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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-8894911.post-110460788146200864</id><published>2005-01-01T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T15:02:12.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Late!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am Late again!!! As usual...kung hindi poor QA, at Overaux Late naman....hahay...I need to change this habit....its becoming a routine!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8894911-110460788146200864?l=petrifyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/feeds/110460788146200864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8894911&amp;postID=110460788146200864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/110460788146200864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8894911/posts/default/110460788146200864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petrifyme.blogspot.com/2005/01/late.html' title='Late!!!!!!'/><author><name>lucenzojean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293699971058704980</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></feed>
