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    <title>Saint of Sins</title>
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      <title>When you're a bum</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 04:09:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I don't know what the date is today.&lt;br&gt;I just know it's Thursday and that Christmas is nearing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is it me or is December colder this year?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Just a thought</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 08:09:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>It's incredibly difficult to stand up while you're in the process of falling. &lt;br&gt;At times like these, how do should one cope?&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Coo</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 28 Nov 2009 03:06:16 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Jogging.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who would've thought I'd make it up the hill? :3&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've got blisters on my feet and I don't mind one bit!&lt;br&gt;It's nice to be doing different things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crap, it's almost December.&lt;br&gt;I can't stop feeling nervous.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I was thinking... If a vampire's fang were to come off, would the tooth fairy take it?&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>New person, old reflection</title>
      <link>http://saintofsins.blogdrive.com/archive/115.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 10:42:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Maybe they were wrong about this person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;A world without trust just means you're alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's wrong with finally seeing good in others?&lt;br&gt;To be honest, I don't wanna see the bad anymore.&lt;br&gt;I'm happy with what I choose to block out.&lt;br&gt;Sometimes it can be a bad thing...&lt;br&gt;But really...&lt;br&gt;I'd rather live oblivious to the negatives than have it rule my emotions all the time.&lt;br&gt;I've been there.&lt;br&gt;I've done that.&lt;br&gt;And it's HORRIBLE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This weekend, I tried to go back to the pessimist I used to be.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And I hate myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Truly. Hate. Myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
 
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      <title>Bleeeeeeeeeeeep</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 07:25:51 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I recently tried my hand out in editing videos.&amp;nbsp;So far, I've got no complaints. &lt;br&gt;It's fun. :D whoo hoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I won't be enrolling this semester.&lt;br&gt;What a strange feeling...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm scared, to be honest... What if things don't work out and I'm stuck here---unenrolled and without a chance to get back to school? :| omg.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I drown myself in the internet pool til my eyes turn red. I breathe laughter out of every corny jokes my friends text me. I distract myself by generating ideas I can do in the meantime. So far, it's working. :]&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/399598/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/399598/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fsaintofsins.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F114.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>Malice</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 15:41:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>A picture says a thousand words.&lt;br&gt;A picture turns you on.&lt;br&gt;You're the one who thinks of dirty things&lt;br&gt;yet the blame is on the uploader.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Funny world.&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>Honestly,</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 12:36:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I have no idea what to post these days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I've got too many things to say...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And they're all jumbled up...like a huge ball of rubber bands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;rubber bands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i like rock bands.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
 
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      <title>I'm going to</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 14:06:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman,Times,serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;BATAAN&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;...tomorrow.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
 
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      <title>Reality, will you relax?</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 26 Jul 2009 08:54:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>I can't shut up these days.&lt;br&gt;I could tell you stories about my childhood, my opinions, my plans...and none of them would be real. But it still feels real to me.&lt;br&gt;My imagination is going haywire these days.&lt;br&gt;My brain is on steroids....that is a lie. But it sure does feel like itttt.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh I don't like reality too much. I am too serious and it's drama after drama. I am done. I don't wanna be sad. K? K.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'd rather believe my lies and my stories for a while. 'Cause I sure feel a helluva lot better than carrying stress and whatnot all the time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So Tito Al died this morning.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am numb. I never liked that guy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But yeah. RIP. :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Facebook is like Friendster meets Multiply and Twitter. Kinda awesome, really. Them applications are kinda nice too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have been hanging out with my subdivision friends a lot these days. They're really nice and all. They drink a lot, though... 0_0 Hahaha. But yeah, they're real awesome. It's easy to just hang out with them.. Sometimes I don't even need my imagination to forget I've got issues. They're THAT great.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;School is chaotic. It's one paper after another, HW after HW, field test after field test, practice after practice... OMG. I forgot to breathe. :| HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There's something wrong with my appetite. I am very easily full lately.. :|&lt;br&gt;I could be hungry right now and then 3 spoons later, I am FULL! 0_0&lt;br&gt;I know it's not healthy. I am NOT anorexic or bulemic. Ew.&lt;br&gt;But I can't force myself to eat. :| crap... I always feel like throwing up after eating..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ORTIGAS! I LOVE YOU.&lt;br&gt;Ever tried just to take a walk there?&lt;br&gt;I did. And I didn't even know the place... Didn't know where the hell I was going..&lt;br&gt;Nicest time I've ever had.&lt;br&gt;Carefree.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I liked that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
 
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      <title>I wasn't kidding when I said I was busy</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 11:04:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; was okay. I slept kinda late...or &quot;early&quot;. haha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;? Filipino paper got me busy... Didn't get to sleep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;; another Filipino paper. Another sleepless night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, I feel like popping a Valium and just sleep that day away... We pissed off our SPED professor... but my entire block was too sabaw to care. We are zombies now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;! I go to Ortigas after school and head to PhilSpada. I get home late...and then work on the reaction paper til 4:30am to be passed on&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. Wake up at 6am, be at school by 8am, print my shit, head to class at 9am. By 2:30pm I am in my friend's car heading to Laguna. I get little sleep but that didn't matter to me by then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;- 6am, I wake up. 7am, I head back to Quezon City. I get dropped off at Philcoa and I make my way to Espanya. I arrive at school by 9:30am. By 12pm, I was home. The next thing I knew, it was 5pm and I had more paperwork to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;- it's 1:30am...I finally finished that stupid script and my edtech paper. Sleeeep...til 4:30am. Then I'm off to school.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br&gt;
 
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