<?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-12860027</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:46:24.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the lost side of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-115205115191208461</id><published>2006-07-04T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T15:12:31.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh my God! it has been such a long time since i have updated my blog. Since it's a boring day here at work then I might as well do something that would keep me from falling asleep. Anyway , there has been a lot of things that happened during the past 7 months. i quit school... yes, i did. I purposely dropped all my subjects since im still waiting for the approval of my immigrant visa. I've landed myself a job as a travel specialist over all i have met and bonded with some new friends and an old one if i might add which i know who will be there for me whenever i need them. And for the past month i have fallen in love again with the most wonderful person i have ever met all my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let's start from the very beginning on what happened to me for the past 6 months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met someone (well actually i met her last year but we weren't really close then, it was just a simple acquaintance). who has been my fag hag ever since. heheh Her name is &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Anna Marie&lt;/span&gt; but in reality her name is &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Richard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Allen&lt;/span&gt;, who is now one of my bestest friends. This month was the start of my internship and it is really stressful... however it was fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the love month, as usual i had no one to share it with except myself, however it was not that bad... me and anna were celebrating her birthday together, with our nursing uniforms still intact, and anna got herself drunk... TOO DRUNK if i might add. hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MARCH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this was the month that i decided to quit school, not to mention i started to miss all my classes 2 weeks before the final exams. (stupid decision huh) on the bright side though i didnt have to pay the 5,000 pesos+ since i purposely failed my health care subj because it was too tiring to go on extension duties, but i have decided to go back to school soon, but not soon enough. on the same month anna met this sorta kinda lika parang medyong may pagka cute deutch guy named &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jacques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;who we thought was gay. and right then and there they got each other's number and started going out 2 or 3 weeks later. &lt;/span&gt;this was also the month that i started to look for a job. i was able to apply in convergys but unfortunately failed the final interview. and on the same day i failed my interview i got a call from peoplesupport and right then and there i was interviewed, after that phone call i was scheduled for an exam together with my better fag hag half anna. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;APRIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the month when i turned 19. hehehe and this was also the month that i got into a fight with my ex-friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Francis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;since he was too IMMATURE to accept criticisms. its not just me who got into an arguement so is the rest of his friends. that's what you get for being an immature individual who cannot accept the truth about his attitude.... ANYWAY, moving on. this was the month i got hired in peoplesupport. it was a long wait but it was worth it. i waited for 3 weeks after my exam to take my final interview, and look where my patience got me... it landed me a JOB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the month that i started working for peoplsupport. i met a lot of new and exciting people in this company, not to mentioin our huggable trainer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Dia Ayate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;She is the best trainer for the travel agency that i am working for right now. i gained new friends namely &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ma. Anna Karenina Bacayo, Philamae Andaya, Cathy Escober, Helen delos Santos, Raech dela Cruz, Rohany Famador, Carlo Cañete, Honey Fe Bacus, Rita Florence Borja, Candie del Rosario, Tiny Anusuria, and my greatest competitor in the batch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sheila Lou Ceballos &lt;/span&gt;. this was also the same month that i met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Everett&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the person who made my heart beat again after a long year... unfortunately our story was cut short because he left for the states to be with his family. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the month that i started to take calls from lousy american people, this was also the month when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Everett &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;came back to cebu and we continued from where we left off. This was also the month that i fell in love with him. He is the only guy that has ever given me a &lt;em&gt;bouquet of flowers&lt;/em&gt; a stuffed toy named &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ashley &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and even more... no wonder i fell in love with him. he is the sweetest guy i have ever known who cares a lot about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so far the year has been great! i would'nt want it any other way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;expect to hear from me soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Hell Slayer is BACK!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" height="105" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/320/untitled.0.jpg" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joshua Rae "Mikhail" Calingasan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Operations - Travel Specialist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peoplesupport.inc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd Floor Skyrise Bldg. Asia Town I.T. Park&lt;br /&gt;6000 Apas Lahug Cebu City Philippines&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:jcalingasan@peoplesupport.com"&gt;jcalingasan@peoplesupport.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-115205115191208461?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/115205115191208461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=115205115191208461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/115205115191208461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/115205115191208461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2006/07/4th-of-july.html' title='The 4th of July'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-113548744140498151</id><published>2005-12-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T21:14:56.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A CHRISTMAS DISASTER, but yet....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;christmas has always been the most joyous time of the year..... but, sadly i never felt the spirit of chrismas this year... i really dont know why, hmmm.. maybe because the fact that i am getting older is already out to get me, my mom always nagging about my brother getting married and that she wants to get back with my dad, my friend that called me on christmas eve crying her eyes out because her ex-boyfriend which she never had a chance to settle past conflicts with is already getting married... man! give me a break, hey its supposed to be christmas everybody should be happy... there is also one thing that bothers me, i really dont know if i could also settle things with my ex marq. i really dont want to end my year with any unresolved conflicts... i dont know why he's still so bitter? i mean i did my part. i apologized as often as i could but it seems my efforts were worthless. yet, still i wont let that ruin my christmas spirit even if i dont have one. hehehehe. so i just hope that everyone is happy with their christmas and that they are still enjoying this season even if its soaking wet outside. by the way, i really had fun last tuesday.. hehehe i was able to score points with an american guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooopppppppppppppssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sorry kids this part is censored! hehehehe just kidding. :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/1600/merry-christmas114-1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/320/merry-christmas114-1024.jpg" width="656" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS Y'ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND HAVE A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLESSED NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-113548744140498151?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/113548744140498151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=113548744140498151' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/113548744140498151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/113548744140498151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-disaster-but-yet.html' title='A CHRISTMAS DISASTER, but yet....'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-113488740369645999</id><published>2005-12-17T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T22:30:03.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A DAY THAT WILL GO DOWN THE HISTORY OF MANKIND... HEHEHEH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FRIDAY (December 16, 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                       today is my brother's special day, all we ever wanted was for him to find the perfect woman that he would spend the rest of his life with, and he did. he is finally getting married!!! because of this event, for the first time in 18 years me and my family were finally complete. my dad flew all the way from manila to be at the wedding and my other brother came all the way from cagayan to witness it as well. it was so great, at least for the smallest period of time i was able to call our dysfunctional family a real family. my mom and dad has been separated for as long as i remember, and i grew up hating my dad to my very last bone. i only met my dad when i was 13 years, by that time i also met my other brother. it was really hard for me not knowing a father and as well as a brother. but its a good thing that my eldest brother stood up, and acted as my father figure. i'm really happy to know that he already found the woman of his dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                        so anyway, the ceremony started around 7-ish. the traditional wedding march occured, i was my brother's best man. (i was hoping to be the maid of honor) hehehehe just kidding, so anyway as my brother reached the altar, he gave mum and dad a hug and then bursted into tears.  man! i almost cried!!! but sorry i dont feel like it. and blah blah blah blah, you know what happens after the wedding march right? so just figure it out. heheheh so after that the reception came and i was the one assigned to formally open it. so i sang a song entitled "ikaw" and then afterterwards my brother (the one from cagayan) also gave a song number. then after that everybody had dinner, gave speeches to the bride and groom, the slicing of the cake, the distribution of giveaways. you know the usual wedding stuff.. and as a finale i gave another song and my dad joined me, and then later my brothers joined me in singing the song. man i guess that was the best moment of my life. knowing that my family was complete even just for a small period of time, i was really happy that night. and i know that my brothers, my mum and my dad was also happy as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-113488740369645999?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/113488740369645999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=113488740369645999' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/113488740369645999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/113488740369645999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-that-will-go-down-history-of.html' title='A DAY THAT WILL GO DOWN THE HISTORY OF MANKIND... HEHEHEH'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-113368036061073585</id><published>2005-12-03T22:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:12:40.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A GREAT WEEK</title><content type='html'>and so it began,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was a really boring day, i just came from church and everything seemed so lonely. so i decided to chat around 4-ish and i bumped into someone who is really great. i really enjoyed talking to him, you know the type of guy who you could just talk to about everything. we stopped chatting around 9-ish it was really great. we exchanged numbers and started to text each other that night, and we decided to meet up the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;classes were suspended because of bonifacio day, i woke up around 11 am and ate my brunch, a little later after that i took a bath and then took off. i went to ayala bumped into some friends and finally met up with miguel. then from ayala we went to marina mall in mactan, had coffee and a really great conversation. then after that we went to the seashore and watched the sunset together, it was really great. then after that he dropped me off at the office cause i had work to do, and the sweetest thing is that he gave me a kiss before i got off the car, it was really sweet. it was definately the best date that i have ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;school resumed and it was really boring and tiring at the same time, eversince i got my job it seems like school is not really an option for me but, as they say that education is the only thing that our parents could inherit to us when they leave this earth. but nevertheless it was fun to see all my classmates again after being absent fo 3 days. hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i woke up around 6:30 and my class was goin to start around 7, man i was in a fucking rush! i brushed my teeth and took a bath the same time. and instead of taking the usual jeepney, i immediately took a cab, its a good thing that i was only 5 minutes late, so it was no biggie. it was also really tiring cause we had to do a return demonstration on bedmaking and i screwed up big time. but anyway ill try my best to catch up next week. andn then after my classes ended me and miguel met up and ate dinner at roma mia and then after that we strolled around the city and then to mandaue, and then to mactan. it was quite an adventure cause we were tracing the roads in mactan and got lost but we eventually found our way out. hehehe after that we parked at the reclamation area and stargazed until the night was finished. then he dropped me off at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;B-O-R-I-N-G!!!! that pretty much spells my thursday but there was a big twist we were goin to surprise our classmate who was goin to celebrate here birthday on friday. so after class my usual groupies, 2 straight guys and me the gay one decided that we were not gonna sleep that day cause we were meeting our friends around 3 am so what we did was what every guy does, we let the time fly by drinking and playing cards as well as getting to know each other better by telling stories of our usual heart breaks and stuff. heheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;it was 2:30 in the morning and our friends were already texting us that we should go, so we rushed things up, first off we had coffee to wash down the alcohol that we just drank earlier and then there was not enough time so we decided to take a shower together it was really hillarious. damn! so after that we got dressed and went to meet our classmates. we individually fetched them cause 2 of them were already having a major BAYOT symdrome, they almost bailed out on us but its a good thing we got to them,so around 4 we all met up at mcdonalds jones and rode 2 jeepneys to lapulapu city, damn i was really sleepy. so we arrived and the surprise began. hehehe after that we went to school without any sleep! i had p.e. class that day, i usually dont enter p.e class but i had to show up this time cause i havent been showing up for the p[ast 3 weeks .. heheh it was plain booring cause we were just painting the whole time. after that me and my classmates had lunch and i immediately went to usc-tc cause i had some work to do with my networking and stuff. so i was really stressed out!!! we were supposed to go back at our friends house for her birthday dinner but i bailed cause my eyes were litterally falling down, so i got home around 4 and the first thing i did was sleep. i woke up around 8 and had my dinner and then went back to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;when i woke up, i realized that my wallet was already in my closet, i usually leave my wallet in my pants, and then i found out that the money that i had there was gone and there was only one person that could've stolen my money, so i went downstairs and gave her a piece of my mind. i was about to beat the crap out of her but i cant cause my grandmother was there. my other grandma was arriving that day so i decided to tag along and fetch her cause i dont have any money, because my cousin stole all of it. so we were off to the airport fetched my grandma and i asked for money, we had lunch around 3 and then i took off. i went to ayala after that. played some video games and i was also cruising around for hot boys! heheheh after that i went to the office conducted a seminar and then after miguel picked me up around 9. we had dinner at dimsum break in btc and then his friend texted because he met up with a guy which he obviously didnt like. so we decided to pick his friend up at ayala then much to my surprise, he opened the car and i found out that his friend was my ex bf DEAN!!! i was fucking shocked it goes to show that the world is really small! i later found out that miguel was phillip's (dean's ex bf) bestfriend. and i could only imagine that i was the one that broke up dean and phillip. damn the world is so small and you wouldnt really know who you would bump into. so anyway after ayala we went to 22nd st. only to find out that it was full, so we decided to head to mango square had a few drinks... well i actually i had few drinks they just drank 1 bottle each, i finished about 3 bottles of red horse. eheheh after that dean was meeting up with this guy bong, so me and miguel decided to go to 22nd st. it wasnt that crowded anymore so we got in, and then had another round of beer. heheh i decided to sing on stage and one of my friends from highschool messaged me that she was there, she saw me when i was on stage, i was about to sing when i got her message. i sang 2 songs crazy for you and rainbow. after that i talked to my friend and then miguel texted me that he was downstairs so i decided to go. we were driving along the streets of cebu and made a stop in mandaue to make out. after that he drove me home, i was really tired and i told him if we could stop at a convenience store so that i could fetch some ice tea,i fell asleep and i didnt know that we were already at the convenience store, he didnt wake me up he just got off and got me the iced tea that i was supposed to buy, it was really sweet. :) he dropped me off at netx cause i couldnt get it the house cause no one would open the door for me. so i was just at netx playing my usual game (diablo) and then it was already 5 so i decided to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;man what a week. stressful? i dont think so cause i had a really good time at the same time shock! hehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-113368036061073585?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/113368036061073585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=113368036061073585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/113368036061073585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/113368036061073585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/12/great-week.html' title='A GREAT WEEK'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-112946588229444435</id><published>2005-10-16T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T05:31:22.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OUR LOVE WILL NEVER BE GONE</title><content type='html'>*** MarQ has quit IRC (Quit: in this cold empty heart of mine, you will always have a place. I hope that I have a place in your heart too. "tak")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will always have a special place in my heart, and when the perfect time comes i will find you again.. and i dont have any intentions to let that promise go, because our love never ended. we are both hurt right now, and all it needs is just time. let's remember that time is a friend and it heals all wounds, i just hope that it wont heal my wounds until i fulfilled my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you mr. marq francis tudtud bernardo... you will always have a place in my heart too haps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112946588229444435?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/112946588229444435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=112946588229444435' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112946588229444435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112946588229444435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/10/our-love-will-never-be-gone.html' title='OUR LOVE WILL NEVER BE GONE'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-112856881589190338</id><published>2005-10-05T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T20:27:36.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM IN A LOT OF PAIN BUT AS OF NOW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I don't wanna see your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I don't wanna hear your name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I don't wanna thing Just stay away baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't wanna know if you're alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Or what you're doin' with your life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't wanna hear you say you'll just stay in touch baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'll get by just fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And if you're goin' then darlin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Goodbye, goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't call me in the middle of the night no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't expect me to be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't think that it will be the way it was before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't think that I care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm not over you yet And I don't wanna be your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'll forget we ever met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'll forget I ever let &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Ever let you into this heart of mine baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You just gotta let me be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You gotta keep away from me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;'Cause all I want is just to be free from you baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't you come around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And say you still care about me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Just go now, go now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't call me in the middle of the night no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't expect me to be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't think that it will be the way it was before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't think that I care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm not over you yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I don't wanna be your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;You take it casually, baby it's killing me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't call me in the middle of the night no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't expect me to be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't think that it will be the way it was before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;No baby Don't call me in the middle of the night no more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm not over you yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I don't want to be your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I don't want to be your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't call me Don't come around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I don't wanna be your friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;my heart is so broken right now and i cant help but wallow in self -pity. i know im young but hopefully if you really did love me you would accept that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i just hope that you will be happy, you know who you are. just dont try to shcw me how much you care cause it just gonna hurt me more, i know you mean well but i just cant handle the fact that you are no longer mine. im so miserable without you and i dont know how im gonna live life without you by my side. its like everywhere i go, somehow there's always something that reminds me of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;we both know that im not the only one who commits mistakes, i just hope you could see that. goodbye, and ill try to be happy with my life even if it kills me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112856881589190338?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-112844749370229590</id><published>2005-10-04T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T10:38:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT FUCKIING HURTS!!!</title><content type='html'>i dont know what i did wrong. at first we were so in love but then everything changes. i dont know what i did wrong. all i know is that my age is the only factor that made him let go, and i cant take it. it is such a shallow reason. i know we are not at the same wave length but does that matter? all that matters in a relationship is how much you love each other and you will accept and conquer whatever obstacles together.  i really dont know what i did wrong, was it because i was loving him too much without leaving any for myself? or was it because i had to give him all that i am. i know i cant give him anything financially cause i am only feeding on my allowance but all i could ever give him is all the love that i have in my heart, but sadly that wasnt enough. no matter what happens, he will always have a big space in my heart and if ever the time comes that he finds someone else, i just hope that he would be happy and i also hope that that certain someone would give him whatever he really needs and deserves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just in a lot of pain right now and i dont ever wanna think what is gonna happen next. its hard to fall in love because in the end, we would only end up getting hurt. im so fucking tired.... i need to get away from cebu as soon as possible to escape all the fucking pain!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112844749370229590?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-112588882547854345</id><published>2005-09-04T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T19:53:45.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A DAY.....</title><content type='html'>last saturday i was devastated, cause  i found out something that would really make me unhappy for a very long time. i might as well not talk about it cause i promise to make it a secret.  but one thing is for sure... im gonna find all the possible ways to solve this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dawn of sunday came and i was again broken... its best for me to keep the details to myself but please baby, dont do anything that would push me away again... i love you too much, and i dont wanna lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday afternoon, was so far one of the best afternoons i have ever had. i spent the whole day with my special someone and we took a nap together ( which i always enjoy ) and talked about a few things, but still we both manage to survive the storms that we go through everytime. not to brag but our love is much stronger than anything and it cant break us apart!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112588882547854345?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/112588882547854345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=112588882547854345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112588882547854345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112588882547854345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-day.html' title='WHAT A DAY.....'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-112571737549878338</id><published>2005-09-02T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T20:16:15.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE FUCK??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I really dont understand why people are trying to break us up... and stupid me for being so gullible fell into a trap that almost jeopardized both our happiness... i really hate the fact that sometimes i feel so inferior. being 18 is nice but it has lots of ups but a lot more downs. for that fucking bitch who tried to trick me... i hope you burn in hell.... and when you do ill see you there and burn you some more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway let's not talk about that... last night was the first major play i starred in... and when i say starred in i mean i was literally the STAR of the show.... it was a nice experience to be in that play, even if my character is soooooo not me, but hey, it was still great! i was able to show off what God has given me. i was dancing, singing and of course acting my heart and lungs out. there were ocassional breaks where i had to exit the stage and there i had a few smokes to get the nervousness out. the best part of it was my baby was there. despite of the things that happened to us earlier that day, he still came and it made me really inspired. i was really happy that he came, even if i am really really really really really stupid, i know that deep inside he really does love me soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much !!!! and for that i am really thankful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;baby, it meant so much to me that you came to the first play i ever starred in. you are such a great inspiration to me. i know people are currently trying to break us up, but i know that their efforts will be for nothing. what we feel for each other is stronger than anything, i love you so much and i really hope we spend the longest time together. you are my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;INSPIRATION&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ANGEL.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;so for you guys who are still trying to break us up, the only thing im gonna say to you is this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK YOU SORE LOSERS!!!!!!!! BURN IN HELL!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;*now you saw the other side of me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112571737549878338?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/112571737549878338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=112571737549878338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112571737549878338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112571737549878338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-fuck.html' title='WHAT THE FUCK??!!'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-112481232832754502</id><published>2005-08-23T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:52:08.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/1600/crazy%20for%20you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/320/crazy%20for%20you.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I love the way you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;Its like every breath you take makes my existence worth while&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;Cause every time you do I feel like I can be the man that I wanted to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make me feel inside&lt;br /&gt;Its like I don’t have a care in the world and nothing to hide&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you kiss&lt;br /&gt;Cause each moment you touch your lips to mine it feels like a never ending bliss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Cause even if something is wrong you always seem to make it right&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you say “I love you”&lt;br /&gt;Cause no matter what no one can ever take these words away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you make me feel complete.&lt;br /&gt;Complete in every single way that I would even drop to my own two feet&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens, no one can ever take what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that my feelings towards you are true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share something strong&lt;br /&gt;And I do hope that it would last really long&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby, with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making a whole from a very broken part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112481232832754502?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/112481232832754502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=112481232832754502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112481232832754502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112481232832754502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-i-love-about-you.html' title='WHAT I LOVE ABOUT YOU'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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-12860027.post-112334383706588440</id><published>2005-08-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T08:57:17.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY YOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/1600/marq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6708/1108/320/marq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you, i could never imagine life&lt;br /&gt;without goin through strife.&lt;br /&gt;we never really got to know each other well&lt;br /&gt;until that one night we met. wasnt that swell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you, i could never imagine we would end up like this&lt;br /&gt;until you reached out to give me that first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;you turned my world upsidedown&lt;br /&gt;and transformed a smile from a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you, everything seems so fine&lt;br /&gt;when we both decided to call each other "mine"&lt;br /&gt;there maybe ups and downs in this relationship&lt;br /&gt;but hey, every couple had to go through hardships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey you, being loved has never felt this good&lt;br /&gt;until you came in and took me under your hood.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to you, i now have a reason to go on living&lt;br /&gt;full of love, sharing and receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you hon..... and i mean it with all of me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-112334383706588440?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/112334383706588440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=112334383706588440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112334383706588440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/112334383706588440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-you.html' title='HEY YOU.'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-111604873985120761</id><published>2005-05-13T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T01:40:24.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>through the fire.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i look in your eyes and I can see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We've loved so dangerously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're not trusting your heart to anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You tell me you're gonna play it smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We're through before we start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I believe that we've only just begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When it's this good, there's no saying no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want you so, I'm ready to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHORUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, to the limit, to the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For a chance to be with youI'd gladly risk it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fireThrough whatever, come what may&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;For a chance at loving youI'd take it all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Right down to the wireEven through the fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know you're afraid of what you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You still need time to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I can help if you'll only let me try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You touch me and something in me knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What I could have with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now I'm not readyto kiss that dream goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When it's this sweet, there's no saying no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I need you so, I'm ready to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the test of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CHORUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, to the limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, through whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, to the limit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, through whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, to the limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the fire, through whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;im pretty much in the same situation.... now i can definately relate to this song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-111604873985120761?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/111604873985120761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=111604873985120761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/111604873985120761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/111604873985120761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/05/through-fire.html' title='through the fire.'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12860027.post-111595155155284727</id><published>2005-05-12T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:32:31.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am i cursed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;am i cursed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;will i ever find love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;am i bound to be alone forever? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i always ask those questions to myself. i mean really, everytime i fall in love with someone its always hard to keep up with a lot of things, and that person i always fall in love with is either loving someone else or someone who has to leave the country. why can't i be happy even just for a little while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;but you know what? i've learned something. its not how long the relationship lasts but its how good it was. it doesnt really matter anymore! i mean, even if you only had a relationship for one week or one month or even one year its still would be worth it if you just knew how good the relationship was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;"LOVE is always patient and kind; it is never jealous. LOVE is never boastful nor conceited; it is never rude nor selfish. It does not take offense and is never resentful."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;1 cor. 13:4-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i guess this verse says it all....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12860027-111595155155284727?l=thelostvertigo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/feeds/111595155155284727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12860027&amp;postID=111595155155284727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/111595155155284727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12860027/posts/default/111595155155284727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelostvertigo.blogspot.com/2005/05/am-i-cursed.html' title='am i cursed?'/><author><name>the lost vertigo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14174805626892294758</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>
