<?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-14831051</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:26:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever... Kung Ano Man... Yun yun!</title><subtitle type='html'>Hay naku... ano na kaya ang nangyari sa "internet novel" ko? Inabot na ako ng siyam-siyam... Hindi ko na itutuloy yun! TINATAMAD NA AKO... Ngayon, this is a whatever blog...

Nga pala, ang isa ko pang blog sa wala na ring nangyayari &lt;a href="http://bosesngakingpuso.blogspot.com"&gt;bosesngakingpuso.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;

j2ns_hehe@yahoo.com ang email add ko.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-1895640975443585270</id><published>2007-01-16T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:08:42.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahahaha.... grabe.... sobrang tagal ko na hindi nagsusulat dito... haha... la lng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what do I wanna talk about? Hmm... Hehe... ABLAZE IS BACK!!! Hehe... it's so fun... maybe you don't understand me... well, sorry... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La lng... I just wanted to write something here... it might get expired or something. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! The Chronicles of Narnia series is awesome! Grabe! Ang galing ni C.S. Lewis magpahayag ng Christian truth... you might not see it, but there is meaning behind every story... And if you've ever read book 5, I would like to tell you what Aslan meant when he said that he went by a different name in this world... He goes by the name Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... that's that. bye? bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-1895640975443585270?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/1895640975443585270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=1895640975443585270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/1895640975443585270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/1895640975443585270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2007/01/wahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-115356259670214469</id><published>2006-07-22T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T18:03:16.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello! been a long time... as in.... a looooooooong time........ well, here's what's up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now a BS Pharmacy freshman at UST (grabe! BLESSING ito... i'll tell you later...) and we're having a Missions fair next weekend (July 28-30).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahahaha! Masaya ung Missions fair! Maraming activities... tpos marami ring mga mission orgs na magpaparticipate... punta lng kau ng UP-CRL.... J.P. Laurel St., UP Diliman, Q.C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko memorized ung schedule ng activities eh... bsta alam ko friday to sunday yan... f ur interested email nyo lng ako... or IM nyo ako.... nakasulat sa taas ang email add ko. yan na rin ang YM ID ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tungkol nmn sa aking course... ganito kasi ang nangyari.... dapat medtech ako. Sa BS MedTech na ako enrolled eh... well, not really, i already confirmed to enroll in that course. Then, I went to MedExpress with my parents. Meron dun touch screen na computer... tpos sabi ng dad ko maganda rin ang pharmacy. Isip ko naman, "Eh... nagapply na ako sa medtech eh...". Anyway, binasa ko dun kung ano ang ginagawa ng mga pharmacist... and it turns out... parang doctor na rin.... kc alam nila kung para saan ang gamot... hnd lng cla mga salespeople. hehe.... so un... nagsend kmi ng letter to UST requesting for my changing of course. Kaya nga lang, sabi nila wala nang slot sa Pharmacy... wait daw kung may lilipat sa medtech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my dad prayed about it. If it was God's Will for me to be in Pharmacy, He'll make a way. So, we waited... and waited... and waited no more for an answer came. Tumawag ang UST telling us that there was one who wanted to change to MedTech from Pharmacy! Miracle hindi ba? Grabe! Galing ni Lord noh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so yun. That's how I ended up with my course.... now, I have the security that my course has a purpose for me... and I have a purpose in this course....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, guess what? It's pretty hard... Ngayon lang ako nagreview buong school life ko.... as in yung review na seryoso a... nung HS ako hnd ako nagrereview ng seryoso eh... kung ano lang ma scan ko un na... tska kung ano na marinig ko na pinaguusapan ng classmates ko un na. Eh ngayon, pati sa jeep nagbabasa na ko! GRABE!!!! Puro memorization pa! Isa sa mga weaknesses ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least, I have the passion for this course kasi it's an answered prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... un! Just wanted to share that to you all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-115356259670214469?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/115356259670214469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=115356259670214469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/115356259670214469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/115356259670214469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-114468080389793277</id><published>2006-04-10T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:53:23.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahahaha! hello! natutuwa lang ako kasi 'yung binabasa kong book ngayon ay napakaganda! ang galing ni max lucado magsulat! he can really make his text show deep and strong emotions. The book I'm reading now is "He Chose The Nails", by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's really nice because the book is all about Jesus' crucifixion, and ressurection, and what it really means... what each act means. He talks about God's promises in each and every thing that happened. What God promised in the soldier's spit, in the crown of thorns, and many more... up to the promise in the empty tomb. But, what's really nice about the book is that Lucado also puts in some poetry which, I think, are made by him. And, he starts the book with what Jesus did... the reason behind His death. A great book for both believers and non-believers.... it's really touching and it's really a blessing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's an excerpt from chapter 1... last page of chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt; The diadem of pain &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which sliced your gentle face,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three spikes piercing flesh and wood&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hold you in your place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need for blood I understand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sacrifice I embrace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bitter sponge, the cutting spear,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spit opun your face?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it have to be a cross?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not a kinder death exist&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than six hours hanging between life and death,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all spurred by a betrayer's kiss?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Father," you pose,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart-stilled at what could be,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry to ask, but I long to know,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you do this for me?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare we pray such a prayer? Dare we think such thoughts? Could it be that the hill of the cross is rich with God's gifts? Let's examine them, shall we? Let's unwrap these gifts of grace as if - or perhaps, indeed - for the first time. And as you touch them - as you feel the timber of the cross and trace the braid of the crown and finger the point of the spike - pause and listen. Perchance you will hear him whisper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I did it just for you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Wasn't that great? It proves that God really does work in mysterious ways... that small excerpt was such a blessing for me. It really opened my eyes... the fact that He did it just for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's pretty much what I really liked to write about.... how I can really see that God speaks through His children also... He has His own ways of showing His love for us... Go God! THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... to those who are reading this... I hope that the excerpt would tickle your curiosity to delve, maybe for the first time, to who this Jesus really is... to this crucifixion... to this God who dwelt among us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;~JUSTIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-114468080389793277?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/114468080389793277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=114468080389793277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/114468080389793277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/114468080389793277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2006/04/wahahahaha-hello-natutuwa-lang-ako_10.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-114468076356239957</id><published>2006-04-10T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:52:52.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahahaha! hello! natutuwa lang ako kasi 'yung binabasa kong book ngayon ay napakaganda! ang galing ni max lucado magsulat! he can really make his text show deep and strong emotions. The book I'm reading now is "He Chose The Nails", by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's really nice because the book is all about Jesus' crucifixion, and ressurection, and what it really means... what each act means. He talks about God's promises in each and every thing that happened. What God promised in the soldier's spit, in the crown of thorns, and many more... up to the promise in the empty tomb. But, what's really nice about the book is that Lucado also puts in some poetry which, I think, are made by him. And, he starts the book with what Jesus did... the reason behind His death. A great book for both believers and non-believers.... it's really touching and it's really a blessing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's an excerpt from chapter 1... last page of chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt; The diadem of pain &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which sliced your gentle face,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three spikes piercing flesh and wood&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to hold you in your place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The need for blood I understand.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your sacrifice I embrace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the bitter sponge, the cutting spear,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the spit opun your face?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it have to be a cross?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not a kinder death exist&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than six hours hanging between life and death,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all spurred by a betrayer's kiss?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Father," you pose,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart-stilled at what could be,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm sorry to ask, but I long to know,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you do this for me?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dare we pray such a prayer? Dare we think such thoughts? Could it be that the hill of the cross is rich with God's gifts? Let's examine them, shall we? Let's unwrap these gifts of grace as if - or perhaps, indeed - for the first time. And as you touch them - as you feel the timber of the cross and trace the braid of the crown and finger the point of the spike - pause and listen. Perchance you will hear him whisper:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I did it just for you."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Wasn't that great? It proves that God really does work in mysterious ways... that small excerpt was such a blessing for me. It really opened my eyes... the fact that He did it just for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's pretty much what I really liked to write about.... how I can really see that God speaks through His children also... He has His own ways of showing His love for us... Go God! THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... to those who are reading this... I hope that the excerpt would tickle your curiosity to delve, maybe for the first time, to who this Jesus really is... to this crucifixion... to this God who dwelt among us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;~JUSTIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-114468076356239957?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/114468076356239957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=114468076356239957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/114468076356239957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/114468076356239957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2006/04/wahahahaha-hello-natutuwa-lang-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-114278202115260321</id><published>2006-03-19T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:27:01.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well.... grabe! sobrang tagal ko nang hindi nag popost... anyway... the reason i'm posting now is that I just feel sooooo blessed!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been so great! Really! The Lord knows what You need.... He'll answer your prayers in His own mysterious ways. He even answers your prayer even before you pray it... minsan naiisip mo pa lang kung ipagppray mo nga tpos biglang sasagutin niya na! grabe! galing noh? yan ang God ko! San pa kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tska... ang ganda ng ablaze namin kasi we, the worship team, are having devos every wed and sat b4 practices.... and that makes our worship leading true... as we lead the people we too are having our worship... galing tlga ni Lord! He'll fill you with His Spirit.... galing Niya! Tska yung song sa Rescue sobrang ganda pa.... the lyrics are posted sa isa kong blog...  &lt;a href="http://bosesngakingpuso.blogspot.com/"&gt; ito un... click here! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tska I feel so great kasi finally may mga friends na ako from school na umattend ng Ablaze! Si Ally, Julius and Celina... si ally two times na! They're answered prayers... it's been so long since I've prayed that my friends would come to know Jesus... tpos exact pa na ung message nung pumunta sina Julius at Ally ay evangelistic... The Lord really knows everything... alam niya na pupunta cla kaya ganun ung msg! Galing tlga!!!! LORD I LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yun lang... bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Justin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-114278202115260321?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/114278202115260321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=114278202115260321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/114278202115260321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/114278202115260321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2006/03/well_19.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-113535009506625923</id><published>2005-12-23T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:01:35.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hay naku! Ano na ang nangyari sa aking blogging side... wala na! Wala na akong nararamdaman na excitement sa paglagay ng aking weblog! Hehe... pero ito ako... naglalagay. Wala nga lang excitement. Gusto ko lang mag type dito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumusta na kaya ang mundo? Sa dami dami ng dumaang mga gulo - bagyo, corruption, whatever... buti na lang buhay pa ang mga tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh ang mundo kaya? Buhay pa kaya? Unti-unting nauubos ang mga puno... ang daming batas laban sa illegal cutting of trees pero hanggang saan kaya yun? Puro salita at dada wala namang ginagawa... parang ako. Nandito nag susulat tungkol sa mga bagay na ito ngunit wala namang magawa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At kung napapansin niyo ako ay nagfi-Filipino hanggang sa kaya ko. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ngunit parang ang ganda kasi pakinggan ang Filipino. Totoong maganda ang ating sariling wika! Tunog pa lang maganda na... kahit hindi gamitin sa pangugusap ay parang alam mo na kaagad ang ibig sabihin... kung maganda ba o pangit. Tulad ng dalisay, paslang, tugis, hawi, at iba pa. Diba? Kung pinoy ka talaga... parang alam mo na ang ibig sabihin diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yun lang. Paalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-113535009506625923?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/113535009506625923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=113535009506625923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/113535009506625923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/113535009506625923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/12/hay-naku-ano-na-ang-nangyari-sa-aking.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-113084941960869670</id><published>2005-11-01T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T16:39:52.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt; UPDATES!&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;I Feel Like Blogging Now...&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates... about what I've done/am doing/will do... Ü&lt;br /&gt;1. I went to Marvin's church's REVELATION TRAIL. (It was fun! Hehe...)&lt;br /&gt;2. Jesus Revolution Convergence tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;3. My assignment for Filipino, Social Studies and Physics... (hopefully I won't cram until Nov. 7 -- which is the resuming of classes... and cards day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates... about this blog...&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm planning on building a new look for this blog! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much the updates! Thanks! Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-113084941960869670?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/113084941960869670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=113084941960869670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/113084941960869670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/113084941960869670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/11/updates-i-feel-like-blogging-now.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-113042034141925760</id><published>2005-10-27T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T21:39:01.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAHAHAHA! Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back... Well, here's news:&lt;br /&gt;I won't be writing my internet novel anymore... awww, sorry! I got bored and couldn't find the right mood for it... but, if you want the story here it is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack and Anna got back together but later on, Jack is called to war. He gets injured, especially his face, and gets ashamed of himself.  He didn't return to Anna but, everyday, he goes to Anna's house and just stays beside the gate. One day, Jack sees Anna and they get eye contact. Anna gets near him and says, "Your eyes look ver familiar..." and while she's saying this, tears are overflowing in her eyes and falls down. Jack holds back his own tears and quickly walks away. But, Anna quickly grabbed Jack's arm and tells him, "Why?... Why didn't you come back?". "I... don't know..." was the reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With tears flowing down her face, she let go of his arms and whispers, "I still... love you..." and rain pours down on them. (What a dramatic atmoshpere, eh?) Jack walks to her and embraces her and whispers, "I know... and I still love you... more than you can ever imagine..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww! It's sweet, yah? Hehe... Anyway, I'll be writing for &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org"&gt;nanowrimo.org&lt;/a&gt; and it's gonna be tiring! Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, guess what? I have a discipler! Wahaha! That's pretty much everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-113042034141925760?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/113042034141925760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=113042034141925760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/113042034141925760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/113042034141925760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/10/wahahaha-guys-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112521030213158664</id><published>2005-08-28T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T14:29:36.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys, sorry for the delay... ito na yung 4th chapter.... enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 4: An Unexpected Event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Anna and Jack met. Anna told Jack that she wanted to tell him the whole story about her sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack, I haven't finished my story yet... last night..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh that, that's okay. It's really none of my--"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, I have to tell you this because... Never mind the reason. I just want to tell you the whole story. Here goes... That night, my sister fell unconscious after being hit by the car and she rolled to the river. She was just lying there... So, I started to call for help. I went to my house and I called my dad and mom. Of course, we all hurried to the river... But, when we arrived... We were too late.... I was so stupid that I didn't see that my sister couldn't breathe because her... she... she was drowning.... But, still we rushed her to the hospital." and Anna's eyes were filled with tears by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anna, it's okay..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's not. It's all my fault. She died in the ambulance so they told us she was dead on arrival... So, dad got really mad at me... Up to now, he still reminds me of how stupid I am...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anna...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack held Anna's hands and they both smiled with a blush on their cheeks. So, now, the story about her sister was finished. The days went by and they grew closer to each other. They both... liked each other a lot. But, one day, a moving van came to Anna's gate. Jack rushed up to meet Anna who was putting her luggage in the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Anna, wh-what's happening? You're moving?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I-I'm sorry... Jack. It's my parent's--"&lt;br /&gt; And tears fell from Anna's eyes but with a smile, Jack held her hands and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry... It's all right. We're gonna meet again, someday...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's all right...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack... I have something to tell you..." and she felt as if her heart was going to get out of her chest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I-I..... really.... like you..." and a great feeling of relief was felt by Anna when Jack replied with a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know what?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I.... um... I-I also.... like you..." and Jack's face turned red as a tomato!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Anna hugged Jack and kissed him on the cheek and ran to her family. Jack was surprised but he was smiling and touching his cheek which was just kissed by Anna. As the moving van was getting ready to go Jack shouted, "Anna! Wait! I have something to give you!" And Jack ran as fast as he could to his room and got a picture- a picture of him and Anna. He ran back to Anna and gave her this and ran off. A smile was on Anna's face as she was going inside the van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some days, a letter came to Jack's house. It was from Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi Jack,&lt;br /&gt; How are you? I'm fine. Well... I hope this would be our form of communication from now on since I'm away and I know you don't like talking over the phone.&lt;br /&gt; Well... I miss you... That's all...&lt;br /&gt;     -Anna."&lt;br /&gt;This exchange of letter went on for  a long time. At first, they exchanged letters every day, then every week, then occasionally then the time came when they almost didn't exchange letters anymore. But, sweet memories remained in their hearts and these were often reminisced by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then, we're back to the present. Anna just read the letter from Jack with tears flowing from her eyes and a class picture in her hand. She went upstairs and took her old journal where she found an old picture of her and Jack- the picture given to her by Jack when they last met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna took a pen and a paper and wrote to Jack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack... I think,&lt;br /&gt; Well, I got your letter.. obviously. And I think I know who you are... Jack. It's been a long time since we last mailed each other. I still have all of the letters you sent to me and the last one is attached on this mail. I'll send it to you. I still remember the last time we met...&lt;br /&gt; So, anyway, how are you? Me, I'm fine. Well, I'm still sad because my dad just passed away last month. But, at least my dad eventually forgave me about what happened years ago with my sister.&lt;br /&gt; And I still remember the times we got scolded by the principal because of me. Hahaha! And, by the way, do you still remember Pam? Pam's now married to this guy... his name is Jeralph. The SA guy in our library years ago whom Pam was do in love with. They finally got together. Marie's now working as a lawyer. She's very famous you know? And Justin, he's married. I didn't get the name of the girl but they have 2 children now... twins- a guy and a girl.&lt;br /&gt; I don't know if Erica's married but last time we met she was very busy. She's now the president of a huge accounting firm. So, that's it... By the way, you live near here... Let's grab a drink sometime.&lt;br /&gt;          Been a long time,&lt;br /&gt;           Anna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... yun... yun na ung chapter 4.... cge. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112521030213158664?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112521030213158664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112521030213158664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112521030213158664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112521030213158664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/08/guys-sorry-for-delay.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112498373310157859</id><published>2005-08-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T23:28:53.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;UNFORTUNATELY...&lt;/H2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry... This site will not be having any posts of any sort except for this one at the time being because I'm not allowed to do anything else with the internet except reasearching and stuff.... y'know, school stuffeys only..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it- meaning, no next chapters for the time being. But, worry not! I've already typed Chapters 4 to 5 of my internet novel. I'll post them when I have the time... allowed the time. So, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112498373310157859?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112498373310157859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112498373310157859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112498373310157859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112498373310157859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/08/unfortunately.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112340703514278833</id><published>2005-08-07T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T17:30:35.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guys, here's the 3rd chapter of my internet novel... Hehe... Hope you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 3: "A Shocking Truth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, they all played - Jack and Anna with their friends Justin, Marvin, Erica, Marie and Pamela. They all went to one place to another the whole day, only stopping for short rests and meals. Of course, they went home for meals. A quick break after a meal and off they go again to turn on every block they pass by, run as fast as they could when playing tag, going to the grassy field by the river, throwing little pieces of rocks to the river, and many more I tell you. They have not stopped laughing, talking, shouting and playing since the morning. But, what do you expect, these are kids in a very safe community. But, as the sun set and the sky got dark, little by little stars began to appear. The clouds moved so that the bright moon could be seen in all its wonder. The river sparkled as if it had pearls under it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all went to the field by the river and just sat there... amazing how they could finally stop playing. They all just stared to the sky, amazed. As time passed by, faint sounds of parents calling their children could be heard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A faint "Marvin!", "Justin!", "Marie!", "Erica!" and "Pam!" could be heard from the houses behind them. And, of course the children who were called said their goodnights and went home. Jack and Anna didn't worry why their names wasn't called because they were too mesmerized by the beauty of nature, even at night, that lies before them. The night which they were so afraid of when they were little now seemed so beautiful that they didn't want it to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey... this day was fun... yet tiring... haha..." whispered Anna looking at the river now being glided upon by bright fireflies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah... it is... but, it was all because you were there..." whispered Jack in a voice which was extremely hard to hear. And, he stood up and walked towards the river. He slowly put his hand above the water and slowly a few fireflies got near it. He held the fireflies loosely in his palm and walked towards Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow... a firefly! I never seen one this close before... Teach me how to catch them!!!" said Anna excitedly and Jack took her hand and put the firefly on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hold it carefully... Don't squeeze them, okay?" smiled Jack. And a loud "ANNA!" was heard from the house nearby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coming! Jack, teach me how to catch them tomorrow, okay? I've got to go home now... My dad's pretty upset, now... Sorry, good night!" And off she went with her hand holding the firefly given her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh... okay... bye! goodnight..." whispered Jack and he walked back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jack was getting near his house, shouts could be heard from Anna's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHY WERE YOU OUT SO LATE!? WHY COULDN'T YOU BE LIKE HER FOR ONCE?! BE RESPONSIBLE LIKE YOUR SISTER FOR ONCE!!!" was the shout he was able to hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wondered why someone in Anna's house would be this mad and he also wondered if Anna had a sister because he has never seen her before. He crept to the side of the house's gate and peeped to see if he could see something. He looked at the windows which were revealing brightly lit rooms inside, but they were all covered with curtains. So, he saw nothing but silhouettes moving. With a curious mind unsatisfied he went home and found that the shouting have stopped. He went up to his room and looked outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To his surprise, Anna's room was lit and a sobbing Anna came in. He never saw this extremely happy girl cry (he didn't even imagine that this girl would cry like that). Anna had eyes flowing with tears making her happy face look so sad and dull. Jack just looked at her and could do nothing because of his fear that the crying would become worse. This greatly troubled him up to the second he fell asleep. And in his dreams he could still see this girl weeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, morning came, and Sunday it was. A supposedly fine day for leisure. A voice called out from outside the room, "Jack, wake up! Time to go to church!" was the call. He stood up, took a bath, ate breakfast and got ready for church. When he went outside his room, he saw his parents were all ready to go. As they went to church, Jack still wondered what the shouting last night was all about, and why Anna was crying like that. He didn't forget it until they got to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To his surprise, he saw Anna there in a very simple yet elegant attire. She wore a blue dress with a white belt tied around her waist. Her hair was tied up very neatly with a light blue ribbon. She wore earrings of simple design in a greenish-blue color. But, to Jack's surprise, she didn't have any evidence of being sad on her. She was still smiling to everyone and happily went on her way through the service. After the service, Jack greeted Anna good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning, Anna. You look nice today..." said Jack in a very embarrassed tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning, too! I didn't know you were going to this church too... This is very queer, don't you think? Looks like God wanted us to meet..." was her reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah... hey, what happened..." and Jack cut his sentence thinking if it was good to bring that up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"About what?" asked Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Anna! You look very pretty today! You really look like your mother... and you remind me very much of your sister... Oh, how she smiled at people, talked to people and made everyone around her comfortable..." said a voice from behind them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, thank you..." was Anna's reply and she was called by his father. It was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, um... Jack, see you later, then?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah... later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off she went. Again, this Anna's-sister thing came up. "Anna has a sister? Where is she, then? Maybe she's working abroad?" Jack thought. Later on, Jack also went home with his family and found that Anna was not home yet. He slept the whole day, until he was called by his mom because a girl was looking for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack! Our neighbor's here to see you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Coming!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he went down with his messy hair and saw Anna waving at him. She invited him to go somewhere she wanted him to see. So, they went to the riverbank again that night. Like before, the sky was as amazing and the river was as beautiful. Anna took out a picture of her and a woman. They looked very happy together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I suppose you heard my dad shouting last night... so, I figured you might be curious..." said Anna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack cut her sentence and said, "Huh? No, it's alright... It's none of my business, anyway... Hehehe..." and he chuckled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No... I want to tell you this..." and Anna held the picture in front of them. "This is my sister. I really loved her... but..." and tears flowed in her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but... last year... she... she was hit by a car around here. It was very dark that night and it was raining so the driver didn't see us walking. We were walking from this store because I wanted to buy something... so, I asked my sister to accompany me. But, when we were going home... I tripped and a car was coming. She pushed me away from the road but she was hit by the car.... she didn't die yet.... that time." and Anna was now crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I'm sorry... But, you don't have to tell me this..." and Jack held out his hand and helped Anna get on her feet. They walked home together with Anna crying all the way. As they were nearing their homes rain slowly poured down on them. They ran as fast as they could to get home and Jack slipped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anna laughed at how Jack looked with mud on his clothes and on his face. Jack laughed along. She helped him stand up and they went home. They got home safe and sound and proceeded to their rooms to wash up and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's mind was now a little at ease because at least he now knows Anna has.. had a sister. But, Anna said, "she didn't die yet... that time." gave him a real thing to think about. What does she mean? He slept anyway and the next day came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... That's all of it! Hope you liked it! The next chapter will be more exciting... It'll be about how they... should I tell you? I should. It's not really a spoiler, it'll be more of a cliffhanger, I think... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be about how they'll seem to fall in love... Yikee!!!! And how Anna's sister really died... Mwahahaha! It'll be sad and nice, I hope! hehe... so, watch out! Hehe... bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112340703514278833?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112340703514278833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112340703514278833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112340703514278833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112340703514278833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/08/guys-heres-3rd-chapter-of-my-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112281884335943243</id><published>2005-07-31T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:07:23.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wanted to write something... Missed church today... Feeling super empty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;I FEEL BLANK!!!!&lt;/MARQUEE&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm kinda restless now... I don't think I'll be fine... I feel so tired too... Does that make sense? Restless yet tired? Haha... I don't even have the energy to be funny... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I want to share my feelings to you... It's not really bad... It's just like being away from someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you betrayed someone you love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like it's been so long since you talked with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like your parents are giving you everything they can but you don't seem to notice it?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt so alone... even when there are people who love you surrounds you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are what I feel right now... It's not really about my parents... but, kinda... I don't seem to recognize how much they love me 'til today. I don't seem to feel the love around me 'til today. Wanna know why? It's because I've missed church... Suppossedly, a Christian is not measured by his/her attendace in church... But, right now, it's the only thing keeping me attached to God... I am pushing myself away from Him... I don't know why... I'm not really sure if it's me who's pushing or if it's the world thats pulling me... Good thing I have friends who know me... and knows what I should do... Thank You, GOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now feeling so empty... like a glass with no liquid in it... Just air... Invisible, tasteless air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it... Just wanted to share my feeling to you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112281884335943243?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112281884335943243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112281884335943243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112281884335943243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112281884335943243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-wanted-to-write-something.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112268963864605825</id><published>2005-07-30T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:52:52.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;CHAPTER 2&lt;/H3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ei guys.... ito na ung 2nd chapter... hope u enjoy it... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 2: "THE REAL BEGINNING"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'll be time travelling to see who this "Jack" is... We'll go to their elementary school. It's already 7:59 and the gate is being closed. A boy is running towards the gate and shouts, "WAIT!!! It's not yet 8:00!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, the guard closing the gate stops and looks surprised at this kid who's running in an unbelievable pace. The boy made it just in time and tries to catch his breath. After catching his breath, he walks to find his classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let's see... Grade 6 Class C... where could this be?" He asks himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You go inside that building and turn right. Go up the stairs up to the 3rd floor. There, turn right and you will see all the Grade 6 classrooms- from Class A to Class F. Just find Class C" says the guard pointing to the big building in front of the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks you... By the way, I'm Jack. Thanks for not closing the gate on me. Hehe..." And off he goes to find his classroom. He checks his watch and sees that it is already 8:02. He runs towards the building, turns right, goes up the stairs to the 3rd floor and turns right again. He saw his classroom and knocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on in." says the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack comes in and is greeted by the giggle of his classmates. He was still catching his breath when he was called by the teacher to stand in front and introduce himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack, come here. Class, this is Jack. He just moved into town so be nice to him, okay?" says the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um... Hi. I'm Jack... Nice to meet you all!" and with a stiff bow proceeds to a vacant seat to the back. He sits down and looks around. He looked left and sees the window. Right and he sees beauty incarnate. This girl he sees was looking at him with a smile that could take your heart away. She giggles a little and turn to the blackboard. Her turn made her straight and majestic hair follow her. Jack was mesmerized by this girl he saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Likido, Jack?! Hey! Mr. Likido! Pay attention! Say present!" shouts the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack quickly looked at the teacher and shouted "present!" The class giggles again and the girl sitting beside him leans toward him and says, "Don't be too insecure. It's okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class went on alright. It was now recess time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Anna, by the way." says a voice beside Jack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh... H-hi! I-I'm Jack..." stuttered Jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know that... So, you wanna come with me? I'll introduce you to everyone I know. That okay with you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh... S-sure... T-thanks."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they went out the classroom and Anna said hi to every person they passed by. And after every hi she introduced Jack. Anna was acquainted with almost everyone in the school. Maybe it's because of her beautiful face, mesmerizing smile and wonderful eyes. Everything about her was nice. Plus, she had a good heart. She didn't seem to be hiding anything evil either. So, the day went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class is dismissed and Jack finds himself being with Anna again. They said hi to everyone they passed by. They walked past the gate and Anna asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where do you live?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Near the bakery 2 blocks away. I believe the bakery's name was...---"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet Confetti!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh?! That's right... How'd you know? You live around there too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah! We live in front of the bakery and the bakery is my Aunt's. So, you must be the family who just transferred to the house beside the bakery."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah... Hehe... What d'you know? We're neighbors! Hahaha!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after their conversation, they find themselves in front of the bakery. They ate some bread there and went home. It was a Monday that day... So, they still had 4 more days until Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's skip that 4 days and proceed to what happens on Saturday. So, it's Saturday... Aah, weekends. A day for leisure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jack!!! Wake up already! It's 10:00 in the morning! Let's play! I've invited your friends and mine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since, they have been in school for 5 days already, they have made friends. Jack, as all boys do, often get stuck with male friends. While, Anna, is not like any other girl, she gets along with anyone. They were a happy bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's it for this Chapter. We'll go on to the next and see what happens after a few days, weeks and months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo wla itong feelings kasi ganun tlga... bsta... basahin nyo n lng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tska, comment kyo... tnx. bye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;h2&gt;BYE!!!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112268963864605825?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112268963864605825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112268963864605825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112268963864605825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112268963864605825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-2-ei-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112255833344912687</id><published>2005-07-28T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T10:30:55.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ei guys... this is a super touching story! grabe... paluha na aq nung nabasa q to... received it through email... anyway, here it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minister passing through his church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the middle of the day, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to pause by the altar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and see who had come to pray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the back door opened, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man came down the aisle, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister frowned as he saw &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man hadn't shaved in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His shirt was kind a shabby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and his coat was worn and frayed, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man knelt, he bowed his head, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then rose and walked away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the days that followed, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each noon time came this chap, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each time he knelt just for a moment, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lunch pail in his lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the minister's suspicions grew, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with robbery a main fear, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He decided to stop the man and ask him, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing here?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, he worked down the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was half an hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime was his prayer time, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For finding strength and power. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stay only moments, see, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the factory is so far away; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I kneel here talking to the Lord, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is kind a what I say: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS JIM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECKING IN TODAY." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister feeling foolish, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told Jim, that was fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told the man he was welcome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To come and pray just anytime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go, Jim smiled, said "Thanks." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hurried to the door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister knelt at the altar, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'd never done it before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cold heart melted, warmed with love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and met with Jesus there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the tears flowed, in his heart, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he repeated old Jim's prayer: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, LORD, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I'VE BEEN, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND EACH OTHER'S FRIENDSHIP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOU TOOK AWAY MY SIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW MUCH OF HOW TO PRAY, BUT &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ABOUT YOU EVERYDAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, JESUS, THIS IS ME CHECKING IN TODAY." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past noon one day, the minister noticed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that old Jim hadn't come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As more days passed without Jim, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he began to worry some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the factory, he asked about him, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learning he was ill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hospital staff was worried, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he'd given them a thrill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week that Jim was with them, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought changes in the ward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His smiles, a joy contagious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed people, were his reward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The head nurse couldn't understand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why Jim was so glad, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when no flowers, calls or cards came, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a visitor he had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minister stayed by his bed, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He voiced the nurse's concern: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No friends came to show they cared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had nowhere to turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking surprised, old Jim spoke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up and with a winsome smile; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the nurse is wrong, she couldn't know, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that in here all the while &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday at noon He's here, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dear friend of mine, you see, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sits right down, takes my hand, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leans over and says to me: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I JUST CAME AGAIN TO TELL YOU, JIM, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW HAPPY I HAVE BEEN, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINCE WE FOUND THIS FRIENDSHIP, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I TOOK AWAY YOUR SIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS LOVE TO HEAR YOU PRAY, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK ABOUT YOU EACH DAY, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO JIM, THIS IS JESUS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECKING IN TODAY." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grabe... un lng... btw, i'll be posting the 2nd chapter of my internet novel tomorrow!!! yehey!!!.. hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cge. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112255833344912687?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112255833344912687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112255833344912687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112255833344912687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112255833344912687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/07/ei-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112245711881315206</id><published>2005-07-27T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T19:52:33.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;CHAPTER 1&lt;/H3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha! ang saya!!! mron n aqng naisip n plot for my intrnet novel!!! mwahahahahaha! ang saya.... tnx to PAM!!!! woohoo! Sorry sa names nila... Wala kasi aqng maisip eh... Hehe... ito ung start... &lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;CHAPTER 1: "THE BEGINNING"&lt;br /&gt;DING-DONG! The doorbell rang and in came a letter through the door. The sound of a motorcycle can be heard inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;"Could you get that Anna?" said a voice from the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;"Okay!" replied this woman named Anna.&lt;br /&gt;The woman came rushing to the door and grabbed the letter on the floor. It was a beautifully sealed envelope, and it smelled fragrant. A love letter perhaps? She turned the letter and saw that it was addressed to her... it was from an anonymous person.&lt;br /&gt;She opened the letter and it read:&lt;br /&gt;"Anna,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I wrote to you so suddenly and perhaps you don't even remember me. Hehe... Anyway, I hope you're doing fine. It's been years since we've last met... I believe it has already been 10 years. We were classmates in our elementary years.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you still remember me... I was your neighbor. We were childhood friends. I'll give you some clues... We always wanted to go to this riverbank and catch dragonflies, we always threw rocks at other houses and hide, and out all time favorite: loosen the pepper dispenser so that when people used it the pepper would all fall to their dish. Hahahaha! Brings back a lot of memories... of the Principal's Office. Hehe... Anyway, I didn't write my name because it's up to you to know who I am.&lt;br /&gt;Reply to me if you want to... The address is on the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;-ME!"&lt;br /&gt;Anna folded the letter and put it on the cupboard. She pulled out the drawer and took a photo album. There, she saw a class picture. Grade 6 Class C. Then, she saw a boy. A little boy with a great big smile next to her and a name suddenly appeared on her mind: "Jack". Then, her eyes welled up and she whispered: "You still remember me... I thought you already forgot after all I said during that day..."&lt;br /&gt;So, what happened that day? What was the relationship between these two people? What happened 10 years ago... during their elementary days? They're now adults... around the age of 22 yrs. old. What could possibly bring tears to a woman's eyes just by looking at a picture... Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Cliffhanger... tune in next week or whenever to see the 2nd chapter! Yeah! Maganda ba? Sorry na lang kung may grammatical errors... hehe... cge. bye n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---from &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/j2ns"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/j2ns&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•dito q xa first pinost... hehe... cge! comment kayo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112245711881315206?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112245711881315206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112245711881315206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112245711881315206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112245711881315206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/07/chapter-1-wahahaha-ang-saya-mron-n.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14831051.post-112245637309355171</id><published>2005-07-27T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:26:13.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wahahaha! Ito na ang first post ko dito... Btw, kung gus2 nyo makita ang aking previous blog ito ang site... http://www.xanga.com/j2ns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... traydor ako... Anyway, to make a long story short. Ang makikita nyo sa blog ko ay mga things not about me... I'll be posting some poems and every week or so... I'll be posting a chapter of my internet novel... So, check it out every now and then... Weekly lang naman eh... Sige...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14831051-112245637309355171?l=j2ns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/feeds/112245637309355171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14831051&amp;postID=112245637309355171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112245637309355171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14831051/posts/default/112245637309355171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://j2ns.blogspot.com/2005/07/wahahaha-ito-na-ang-first-post-ko-dito.html' title=''/><author><name>J2NS' BLOG SITE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16711717221348207147</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images.j2ns.multiply.com/image/3/photos/3/500x500/6/PhotoCollageKo.jpg?et=%2BlnTufvLAEpQf4vaqqQeFQ'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
