<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mayo_san</id>
  <title>mayo_san</title>
  <subtitle>mayo_san</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>mayo_san</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2009-05-28T03:27:54Z</updated>
  <lj:journal userid="19017449" username="mayo_san" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/data/atom" title="mayo_san"/>
  <link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mayo_san:1110</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/1110.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=1110"/>
    <title>mayo_san @ 2009-05-28T11:25:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-28T03:27:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-28T03:27:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="storycontent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://chiqvictorino.blog.friendster.com/files/hyun_bi_hyul_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img height="300" width="226" alt="" src="http://chiqvictorino.blog.friendster.com/files/hyun_bi_hyul_19-226x300.jpg" title="hyun_bi_hyul_19" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-102" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;bihyul is sooooo kawaiii!! *_*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but enough of bihyul&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just got my hair cut last last sunday and I think this is the best haircut I ever had&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;its just that I don&amp;rsquo;t have to style it I just have to comb it a little and im free to go hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ive got this dimwitted exschoolmate that kept on copying me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;at first I didn&amp;rsquo;t mind it, I thought iw was just a coincidence&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but then I saw my missing keychain on her&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know she saw me looking at it cause she excused herself and went somewhere else and when she came back the keychain was gone&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I let it pass again kasi cool ako hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then 4thyr came&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she copied my poses in pictures like taking a picture of my shoe or ipod&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;my clothing style and my texts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I would never pay attention to her copying me but then someone said&amp;nbsp; the I was copying her and said something that I forgot now&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ofcourse all my blood went through my head but it was only a second&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then im back to my cool demeanor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just shrug it off&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then the next day&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I started making parinig to her&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know she know its her that im making parinig to&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;after that I think she stopped copying me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but then after a year I met her again&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but I don&amp;rsquo;t think she saw me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she&amp;rsquo;s still copying me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I looked at her fs&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she even copied my blog yea this little blog&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;she&amp;rsquo;s trying sooo hard to write in english&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im not saying that im good at writing in english&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;but if you could just read it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know you&amp;rsquo;ll understand what im saying&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;it&amp;rsquo;s annoying really&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;why could you just get herself your own style&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and stop stressing yourself copying me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;because even you tried so hard at copying me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;you would still never be me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;you&amp;rsquo;re always be a dimwit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mayo_san:848</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/848.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=848"/>
    <title>bust it baby hehe</title>
    <published>2009-05-09T07:07:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-09T07:07:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="storycontent"&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh what a lucky day for me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;my tire got busted, and I have to walk my bike to the nearest vulcanizing shop which is pretty far from where my stupid tire got busted&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thank God hapon na nun&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kundi&amp;nbsp; it would be so damn embarrasing&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyways also in that day nagbike ako sa mga pangarap kong puntahan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;my cousin was with me, we biked in area 1 and then we went in orchard&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;biking there is pretty much like suicidal&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;yea, there wasn&amp;rsquo;t that much car driving there but crap&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;puro trucks at buses&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was scared at first but yea its part of my dream&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can&amp;rsquo;t be a professional driver if im a scaredy cat&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so we biked there, yung mga trucks biglang na lang lilitaw parang di kami nakikita hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tapos yung bus oh shit grabe nagulat na lang ako hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so napilitan kaming mag rough road&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;we biked in the grass and rocks, maybe it&amp;rsquo;s the reason why my tire got busted&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;something sharp got into my tire&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;after our death defying bike ride&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;we went back home and my lil brother insisted that magbike pa daw kami&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so we biked in the subdivision near our place and stopped again to eat chicken skin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and then when we started to bike again, I noticed that it was a little bumpy eventhough the road was smooth there was no rocks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;then I remembered that it was like this when I got my tire busted before&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so I checked my back tire, yea&amp;nbsp; my tire got busted again crap&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;when I reached the vulcanizing shop, the guy there told me something that I forgot now and put my bike near the door of their shop&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and I waited, then I noticed that he was doing something else&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I thought that he had forgotten me and my bike&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so I talked to him and guess what&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;there were 5 tires that he would be vulcanizing too&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and not bike tires but truck tires&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;oh for Goddamn sake! hindi niya sinabi sa akin&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so kung di pa ko nagtanung I woukd be waiting there for hours&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;oh sh*t, I want to punch him but I don&amp;rsquo;t want my fist to be hurt&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so I snapped at him and mumble some curses and then snatched my bike and walked towards home (which is if you&amp;rsquo;re studying at my school is from gate one to gate three)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;when I was walking home I cursed the people who stared at me and throwed them nasty looks (you know like I death-glared them, like if you watch mai-hime it was the looks Natsuki always gives to Nao)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was so depressed and angry that time, yea sooo angry&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;im soo angry that when I reached the sign of our brgy some of the bystanders there offered some help and that time my brain was filled with so much anger I yelled at them I felt like I was so publicly humiliated because naawa sila sa akin and I dont want people to make awa at me cause im not that nakakaawa oh for God sake I just busted my tire&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so I yelled at them I want to beat the crap out of those dimwits but I still got a little self control so after I yelled at them I continued walking towards our street&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I felt good after I yelled at them hehe&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;channel your anger to something else that&amp;rsquo;s what my counselor told me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;so I thought that channeling my anger to them was pretty good idea and I wasn&amp;rsquo;t wrong it felt really good&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;when I got home my mother was worried about me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I told them what happened except the yelling thingy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and thank God my dad didn&amp;rsquo;t scold me for busting my bike&amp;rsquo;s tire again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and that&amp;rsquo;s the story of my busted tire hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mayo_san:709</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/709.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://mayo-san.livejournal.com/data/atom/?itemid=709"/>
    <title>so close yet so far</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T04:40:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T04:45:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it sucks to know that the one you love doesn't love you the way you love them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is dramatic for my first post but this is what I'm experiencing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my unrequited love for him will always be unrequited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we were so close we became best friends but some time later I noticed that I'm having strange feelings for him&lt;br /&gt;I started to get jealous at her ex girlfriend and became annoyed at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some time later he noticed that I'm getting cold at him&lt;br /&gt;and then he asked me why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to answer cause in that time I still don't know what those feelings are&lt;br /&gt;I just get annoyed at him and then get close with him again&lt;br /&gt;I started having mood swings when I'm with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until one day I started silent treating him&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but it feels right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our gap got wider and wider until we can't even look at each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know his hurt and sad&lt;br /&gt;but I dont know what&amp;nbsp; else to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've got to stop this feelings for him&lt;br /&gt;cause I know Im the one who will be hurt at the end</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
