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  <title>102 Social Contretemps</title>
  <subtitle>by.. whoelse?</subtitle>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2009-11-03T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-02T17:35:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-02T17:35:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so this is what it feels like. loss. permanent and steady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;today, there is one less person in the world who loves me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;but  i am unwaveringly selfish. today is not about me, it’s about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i wonder what it's like. leaving, knowing it's for the last time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, there is one less person in the world who loves me. still, i am thankful for the time i had one more than most others do. the tears i shed for you will never be able to return the seemingly countless moments i had with you. forever a lost cause, regret seems to be the wrong road to head down so i choose instead to remain thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for the unconditional nature of your love. for the untainted way you saw me. a little naive, simply yet honestly, and without judgment. no one will ever care for me in the same way you did. i will miss that. i will miss you. even for that i am thankful.</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2007-02-03T01:07:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-02T17:07:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-02T17:10:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah, it's late. I somehow landed in this lj account that supplies weird-ass, middle-age-sounding names. WAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellspacing="8"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/minicrest.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt; &lt;font color="black"&gt; My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="4" color="black"&gt; Her Eminence the Very Viscountess Camille the Bloody of Much Madness upon Avon &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/peculiartitle.php"&gt;Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:102_contretemps:14089</id>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2007-02-02T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-02T14:41:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-02T14:41:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's sad you've lost your sense of humor.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:102_contretemps:14056</id>
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    <title>Shoo, fly.</title>
    <published>2007-01-25T10:43:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-25T10:43:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Random thoughts for the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoopee for this new-found freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a socsci paper, socsci quiz, chem test, noli presentation and noli talakayan to prepare for for tomorrow but I'm here ranting about it instead of working away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second dress fitting was yesterday. I still haven't decided if I'm happy with it. It was pretty, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday will be a busy-ass day too. Gotta love junior year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say we're learning the same thing the seniors are in algeb. "Di ba kayo masaya? You're advanced in advanced algebra." Bwahaha! &lt;b&gt;Gee, maybe &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; why we're dying.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a geom session test the monday after prom. &amp;gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shoo fly, don't bother me.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2007-01-17T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-17T14:36:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-17T14:42:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Let us mark a seemingly irrelevant day in this junior year with a post! :)) But first, a line from a very heart-warming song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I SEE YOU WHINING AND GRINDING UP ON THE FLOOR&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my prom dress fitting. HAHAHA. Yeah, yeah, how ditzy. But shit, I am excited. Okay, so we walk into the dress shop and I see this bright yellow dress thing on a mannequin. Mind you, it looked pretty but nooo, this could not be my dress. &lt;i&gt;The&lt;/i&gt; dress. It was. I didn't know that gowns are based on a slip dress first, okay. Anyway, I panicked and after mother consoled me saying this wasn't all that my prom dress was ever going to be, I chilled out. Haha, stupid. It fits really good, yo. I am so freaking excited. AAAAAAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................and CHILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In commemoration of how prom-obsessed everyone has gotten, here are some funny comments &amp; frequently said lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; •Friend! What colour is your dress?&lt;br /&gt; •Hey, prom date?&lt;br /&gt; •Just give me the damn green peas, I need to eat something.&lt;br /&gt; •OMG, I shouldn't eat lunch, I already had a cracker. &lt;br /&gt; •If he forgets to get me a corsage, I will stab him with his boutonniere.&lt;br /&gt; •Oh, you're doing green? Friend, I don't think green's exactly your best colour. (translation: I will &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; have a ka-terno colour come prom night. &amp;gt;:|)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;And my all-time favorite:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; •Shit, nahihilo nako. (Lack of food. &lt;i&gt;Oh, anorexia, you are a bitch.&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and. I think I might go off and become a corporate lawyer. What fun (?). That speaker lady we had today was loud, I loved her. WAHAHAHA. She was so aggressive, &lt;b&gt;I was so amused.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-12-07T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-07T11:31:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T05:28:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Save Room - John Legend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• I really want that E in SocSci.&lt;br /&gt;• I &lt;b&gt;will&lt;/b&gt; finish five IW cards on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;• I'm scared for &lt;strike&gt;my prom dress&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;i&gt;the person who will make my prom dress.&lt;/i&gt; I might just stab someone if it's ugly.&lt;br /&gt;• Please don't be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;• There's still no better band-aid than shopping. &lt;br /&gt;• I failed my Algeb test today. Oh sweet VG, don't leave.&lt;br /&gt;• It still hasn't hit me that trimestrals are next week.&lt;br /&gt;• I'm gonna miss my RG3.&lt;br /&gt;• 3A soccer, I swear to Buddha, was the funnest time I’ve had in PE. Chaos soothes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;I live for December.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; exams.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, I'm afraid that I&lt;br /&gt;Well, I may have faked it &lt;br /&gt;And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:102_contretemps:12618</id>
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    <title>Could you do me a favor</title>
    <published>2006-11-09T17:35:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-09T17:35:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And maybe get out of my head? Like I don't have enough chaos going on around in there.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:102_contretemps:11880</id>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-10-21T05:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-21T06:25:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-21T06:29:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Walking to the classroom yesterday, half asleep, I tripped and fell &lt;b&gt;up&lt;/b&gt; the stairs. Goddangit. Who does that? That was funny, though. It was the more exciting part of this shitty &lt;strike&gt;year&lt;/strike&gt; week. Everything's either boring me to death or confusing me like hell and my little conflict with gravity is one fitting metaphor for this. Since that's pretty much all I'm doing these days. Falling up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/camille003/victory.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;HAHA! The ditz has conquered the cube.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Atepoopar for the lovely gift. &lt;b&gt;SEXY BACK.&lt;/b&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding so many things pointless. &lt;br /&gt;Blogging, logarithms. &lt;br /&gt;Fixing that final phase of the Rubik's cube. &lt;br /&gt;But they're still there. I still do them. &lt;br /&gt;I don't get it. &lt;br /&gt;I don't get you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-10-17T19:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-17T11:21:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-17T11:21:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMG. I am breaking out. This is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie and Casi, don't let me catch you laughing at this. :S (I &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; know you are.)</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-10-09T10:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T10:36:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T10:38:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="And now, an update about last week."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've now met our new Spanish teacher. It is still to be agreed upon whether or not we're calling him Señorita. He waltzed into the classroom and started playing these Spanish love songs and I must say that the lyrics to Bubbles of Love definitely freaked me out. &lt;i&gt;"I want to be a fish so I can spend all night immersed in you."&lt;/i&gt; HAHAHA. :S And, dude, those are the tightest-ass pants I have ever seen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had some weird sharing session for English. I dislike anything that requires me to open up. Please. She seems unstable though, I feel bad that people have given up trying to look like they're listening to her make drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday! Oh so magical Friday. (No, not really.) I slept at 3 to finish my IW and tried my very best to make them bongga. I am not a creative person. Agh. We had three straight hours of math today. Add the hour or so of lunch spent on cramming geom definitions in my head and you've got yourself a big bag of Wonderful. My seatmates and I were so freaking sabog already, and I quote, &lt;b&gt;"Cows don't moo, they NGUH!"&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-09-21T21:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T13:08:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-21T13:17:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>un-cry these teaaaaaars, i cried so many niiiights.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I couldn't resist. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table background="#000000" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;" width="410" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;
&lt;tr height="200" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;td width="183" align="left"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/crystalball.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy.com!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Quiz Galaxy Predicts that Camille's Last Words Will Be...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr height="50" bgcolor="#000000" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'll kill you"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr height="20" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;td align="center" colspan="2" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #00ee00;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=134"&gt;'What will your last words be?'&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;at&lt;/font&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #00ee00;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole idea of a quiz foretelling what your last words will be is hella creepy and Mommy'll get annoyed if she sees some manghuhula's glowing ball in her daughter's blog (when &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; she, though?) but it's not the picture; &lt;b&gt;it's in the text, man, the text. &lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAHAHA.</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-09-21T18:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T10:13:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-21T10:13:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn this song. It's stuck in my head. Again and again and again, I'm gonna go insane. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Strange, but it actually applies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-06-07T21:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T14:13:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T14:38:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>memories all alone in the moonlight.... (no, not really)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Someone's getting their mutant X-gene-fixing shot tomorrow. So this shall be a tribute to &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; freak. This won't be pretty (can't believe I'm putting this in my beloved, cheery LJ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/camille003/shark-mouth.jpg" width="201" legth="301"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open wide.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun, poopy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a lifetime of wanting an A boy, I am now an A girl. HAHAHAHA! Gosh, that doesn't sound right. 3A; everyone's complaining about missing their previous classes blah blah, I'm no different but I won't do that here, it's too depressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 2C, you treated me well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanted Perez and Borja, damn it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-05-20T01:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T17:06:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-19T17:06:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>toenails being clipped (from some distance, i hope)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">whoaman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am victorious. that damn obsession is done. am over the hill! (that hill at least) ahahahahaha. being fifteen is a lot more baffling than i thought it'd be. still not getting it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;'s outta my mind, i have gone back to fantasizing about shopping. lord, i really am psychotic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as with the rest of the world talking non-stop about the da vinci code (it's getting old, man): i shall get in, watch me.</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2006-05-18T17:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T09:47:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T09:47:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kanye's words of wisdom</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Holy hell. Summer's running out, third year's coming and with it, insanity. Wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, I missed blogging. I figured that you don't need to filter what you say here since well, it's your space, you are not obliged to please whomever chooses to visit it. Yes, I've learned that in most of the world, while they claim to have garnered us freedom of speech it is all a lie!! :/ Whahahahaha. I am a bitter child --a boy says I intimidate him; I find that funny (too bad he's cute)-- so sue me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People must learn to not take me so seriously, I swear. :P</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-09-19T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T13:54:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T13:54:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whahaha. i usually dont blog about this stuff but since i know only a selected few and a few not so selected know about this blog, i wanted to remember when i adj-ed (how the hell do you spell that?) for the very first time. lol. i didnt even bother blog about my first debate but why first adj..? no idea. anyway. that was-as daddy put it-very challenging. :P messy messy notes. :S as always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was whoaing. very unexpected and no. am not only speaking of a certain time of the day. each hour proved to be freaky. i sat on a &lt;b&gt;fudging ass&lt;/b&gt; [dual purpose] chocolate fudge of some sort. how extremely annoying. it was BIG. &amp;gt;:I &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not looking forward to tomorrow. :s</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-09-03T14:17:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-03T06:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-03T06:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whao man. haven't updated in a looooong time. anyway, trimestrals are coming! shit shit shit. [is it obvious im sick of xanga and all its annoyingnesses? :P] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have no idea who this guy is but he is, as of now, part of my "husbands" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/camille003/TysonBallou2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky number twenty-something.......?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:102_contretemps:7788</id>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-05-05T22:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T14:54:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T14:54:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel bad for neglecting my lj. [since it soo very beeyouteafull. being designed by my ate. :P]so i shall update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now eating salt and vinegar pringles. Ü happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, since i know only ate reads this daRn thing i shall make a shout out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATE, wahahahahaha. the score's now camille: 12 bianca: 3. im catching up. im catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN YOW PACE, &lt;font size="4"&gt;DONKEE.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-04-18T11:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-18T03:44:06Z</published>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-04-12T15:49:00</title>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-04-03T13:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T04:58:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T04:58:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">got a new shirt. whooopeee. Ü am happy now. i love it. i love it. i love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched ms. congeniality 2. its nice.. i like her outfits.. very preppy. :P and ponny black. yes, ponny black.. she freaked me out a lot. but shes funny. :P you go, tina! ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new shirt. watched a new movie. wore a cute outfit. ate a bag of candy. perfect. Ü last night was very fun. Ü</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-04-02T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-02T06:09:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-02T06:09:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am in serious need of an obssesion. its like irc was summer of 2003.. YM was last summer.. friendster was everywhere in between and now that the friendster flame is going out... whats coming in next to cure boredom??? hwah.. [mommy's making me fix my room.. NooooooooOOOOooooooo. i dont wana.] i think while everyone's waiting for that whole new obssesing thing out there were all stuck answering surveys. i dont get why they call em surveys anyway! theres no one waiting to collect your answers or anything. but they're.... fun. in a weird satisfying way.. haha.. ü [buncha crap]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooh. i just realized it so much fun to live by the beach. its like anytime you can just go "oooh. i think im going to swim with the fishies now." how fun! Ü i looooove watching those fishes but i kinda felt like a stalker at some point.. lol. im all tan and pretty now.. :P i use to super despise getting darker.. but now its nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored and i wana go out! kakainis.</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-04-01T19:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-01T11:54:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">im back from the beach! :P fun. fun. fun. Ü thats it. im too lazy to say more so here.. i took a quiz! oooh-ey. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-03-24T16:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-24T08:21:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ooooookay. i finally have the damn computer. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camille: NOOooooOOOooooOO. how did &lt;u&gt;you&lt;/u&gt; get the computer.. &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;??? *grunt* *grunt*&lt;br /&gt;bianca: im booooored. theres nothing to do. *innocent smile*&lt;br /&gt;camille: well are you using it forever?&lt;br /&gt;bianca: me? NOOooOO. *shake shake head*&lt;br /&gt;camille: fine fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; --------------------------------------------nine hours later----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wake up and guess what?! she's ALREADY using the computer. &lt;b&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooOOOOOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOO.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i love you, ate. ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... what happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YESTERDAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to shang with some friends... finally! haha.. first we ate at Bon Appetit then we watched the Pacifier. :P funny, man. i super expected it to be corny but nooooooooo. it was cool. Ü and and! Max Thieriot is MINE. no stealering please. ü after, we just went around stores window shopping.. aww.. no moneh. joke.. and then we stayed a SUPER long time in national bookstore... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TODAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt; weird dream. but it was nice.. Ü and now i am bored... ü&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. thats it.</content>
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    <title>102_contretemps @ 2005-03-20T13:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-20T05:49:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">halata ba na i was bored? ü [i answered this last night.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Starting time: 8:40 pm&lt;br /&gt;2) First name: Hanna&lt;br /&gt;3) Nicknames: Camille, Camileon, Chic, Crazy Camille..?, Ca-mil-le, Penipplee Pikon, Camilce Dulce.. ü, Bread, Gwen, Camilleeeeee, Enca, Hanky… gawsh man.. theres so much more. :P  &lt;br /&gt;4) Nationality: Filipino.. woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;5) Email: camille_enca@yahoo.com and tripper_1002@yahoo.com [im not sure if my hotmail still works]  &lt;br /&gt;6) Eyes: black&lt;br /&gt;7) Age: fourteen&lt;br /&gt;8) Siblings: 2: Kuya and Ate [I think they’d kill me if I put their names here so nevermind..]&lt;br /&gt;9) Been drunk before: uh.. how can you tell? ü&lt;br /&gt;10) Cheated: bwahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;11) Missed school cause of rain: nope&lt;br /&gt;12) Set any body part on fire for amusement: nah man.&lt;br /&gt;13) Kept a secret from everyone: yea&lt;br /&gt;14) Had/have a boy/girlfriend: no.. aww.. still waiting for my hot mestizo to come. :P&lt;br /&gt;15) Wanted to hook up w/a friend: nooo&lt;br /&gt;16) Had a crush on a teacher: ack no.&lt;br /&gt;17) Tea or coffee: coffee&lt;br /&gt;18) Ever owned a 'New Kids on the block": what the hell is that?&lt;br /&gt;19) Ever prank called someone: ugh..?&lt;br /&gt;20) Been on stage: yeap.&lt;br /&gt;21) Cried: yeba.. ü&lt;br /&gt;22) Been mean: everyday.. :P&lt;br /&gt;23) Been sarcastic: ay grabe no.&lt;br /&gt;24) Met someone new: yes.. what a stupid question.&lt;br /&gt;25) Talk/text someone you had a crush on: before.. as in a looong time ago. ü&lt;br /&gt;26) Missed someone: yes.. “we’re only going to be gone 2 days.” Lol.&lt;br /&gt;27) Hugged someone: yea&lt;br /&gt;28) Fought w/parent(s): fought..? not really intense.. more like argue.. ü&lt;br /&gt;29) Wished upon a star: YEAH MAN! On a &lt;b&gt;real shooting star!!! &lt;/b&gt; Ü&lt;br /&gt;30) Laughed until you've cried: yeah… fun!&lt;br /&gt;31) Watched sunrise/sunset: sunset lang coz im not pleasant in the morning. :P [my motto: “go and kick the idiot that woke you up for &lt;u&gt;no valid reason&lt;/u&gt;”] &lt;br /&gt;32) Went to the beach at night: yeah&lt;br /&gt;33) Read a book for fun : YES thanks to ate and bea.. ü&lt;br /&gt;34) Ate meat: dude, I am a carnivore. [okay not really.. but I love mah meat!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**ARE/DO YOU:** &lt;br /&gt;35) Are you lonely: not really..&lt;br /&gt;36) Are you happy: yeah.. mommy finally let me order yellowcab.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;37) Are you talking to someone online: just went offline but kanina yeah..&lt;br /&gt;38) What are you listening to at this moment: kuya’s friends making noise.&lt;br /&gt;39)Do you drive: nope.. I wana learn!&lt;br /&gt;40)What do you drive: -----&lt;br /&gt;41) Do you enjoy concerts: I don’t think I’ve even been to a real one&lt;br /&gt;42) Do you always decline when invited to &lt;br /&gt;parties: NO. I looove to party. :P&lt;br /&gt;43) Have you ever been to an ER: don’t think so&lt;br /&gt;44) If you were a month, you'd be: December or maybe March&lt;br /&gt;45) Who named you: my parents&lt;br /&gt;46) Backstreet Boys or Nsync: Backstreet Boys, definitely. Ü [get down get down!] &lt;br /&gt;47) Last time u showered: uhhh.. joke lang! just did.. ü&lt;br /&gt;48) Last thing u said when u talked online: “I want a jojo jacket, damnit!”&lt;br /&gt;49) Whats right next to u: the other computer chair&lt;br /&gt;50) Whats on your computer desk: [besides the computer itself?] my phone&lt;br /&gt;51) Last thing u ate: &lt;b&gt;YELLACAB&lt;/b&gt; woot woot… Ü&lt;br /&gt;52) Where would you want to go on your &lt;br /&gt;honeymoon: Europe.. I know.. common but its romantic and purty there!&lt;br /&gt;53) Who do you want to spend the rest of your &lt;br /&gt;life with: a no-need-to-pay-but-go-ahead-charge-all-you-want credit card.. Ü&lt;br /&gt;54) Weather right now: cool.. even if its summer&lt;br /&gt;55) What did you do last night: read my new book&lt;br /&gt;56) How do YOU eat an Oreo: i personally don’t believe in that whole *twist* *lick* *dunk* thing.. just stuff the damn oreo in your mouth and get it over with. [haha.. galit eh.]  &lt;br /&gt;57) All time favorite tv show: Frasier, Grounded for Life, That 70’s Show, Arthur, was that Filbur of Filbert... basta that cartoon, MG [bwahahahaha, ate.]&lt;br /&gt;58) Dream car: one of those sexy black cars with beige leather interior.. ooee. Ü&lt;br /&gt;59) What do you want to be: I seriously have no idea.. help.&lt;br /&gt;60) Party animal or homebody: ugh.. both? lol&lt;br /&gt;78) Music or television: TV! That way you can always turn to Mtv or Myx if you feel like some music. ü&lt;br /&gt;79) Fav food: damn this is a hard question. fries, pizza, chocolates, candies………Ü&lt;br /&gt;80) Fav day of week: when theres school Saturdays but when its vacation time MONDAYS baybeh. Ü&lt;br /&gt;82) Parlez vous anglais?: watchu tawkin bou? I aint no comprehendin’ [wtf?]&lt;br /&gt;83) If u could change your name, what would it &lt;br /&gt;be? I like my name.. though I’d change everyone else’s whose named Camille&lt;br /&gt;84) Do you sleep w/stuffed animals: nope&lt;br /&gt;85) Who and what do you always pray for: *said in a thick western accent* world peace. Haha.. my family mostly. Ü&lt;br /&gt;86) First daughter's name: if ever I get married and have a kid im gonna name her Cali! Oh yeah! very.. alcoholic.. no that’s not it.. :P &lt;br /&gt;87) Wife/Husband: ------ &lt;br /&gt;88) First son: ------&lt;br /&gt;89) Fave drink: apple juice is my water! I love root beer too. :P&lt;br /&gt;90) Fave colors: pink, yellow, aqua, black, white. Ü&lt;br /&gt;91) time finished: 11:25 pm.. hahaha.. I stopped for a loooong time.&lt;br /&gt;92) what is your comment about this question? Whaaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was ate's prom last night.. yikee, ate! porridge. :P [dont kill me]</content>
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