<?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-8767697764778942050</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:09:46.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohsoprincessy</title><subtitle type='html'>Full of body, a bit dark but with a hint of sugar. Just a kiss on the brim, not so much. Like coffee. Only, I don't like coffee. Bold and solid, like my extremities. Never consisitent, always random, rarely coherent.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ohsoprincessy</name><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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767697764778942050.post-7657972150890898118</id><published>2007-10-14T21:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:17:02.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Bomb (a.k.a putok)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); " &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;(Family kwento time. Enter: meryenda galing sa bakery)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karren:&lt;/strong&gt; Wow sarap, bagong luto yung tinapay. Ano nga ulit yan, anghit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;*tu-dush!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); " &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putok. Putok ang tawag dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8767697764778942050-7657972150890898118?l=soprincessy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/7657972150890898118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/7657972150890898118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/2007/10/bomb-aka-putok.html' title='the Bomb (a.k.a putok)'/><author><name>ohsoprincessy</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767697764778942050.post-7521997480443708136</id><published>2007-10-03T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T15:21:03.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Pantog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy Pantog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;Gusto kong gumawa ng comics, parang hobby. Kaso di ako marunong mag-drawing. Shite. Marunong (kahit sino naman marunong mag-drawing) pero di magaling. Matagal ko ng naisip yun, high school pa lang yata ako. Ngayon ko na lang ulit naalala. Natawa kasi ako sa Pugad Baboy kanina. Tapos pumasok sa isip ko yung Kiko Machine chaka Atomo and Weboy sa Inquirer, okay din yun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;Si Pantog, ang Super Extra. Yan yung naisip kong title, kung magka-comics man ako. Kung. Basta ano sha, yung character na... di bida. Extra nga eh. Pero sha talaga yung bida sa comics. Kumbaga sa kadaberks (haha), sha yung sidekick ng sidekick ng sidekick ng head ng grupo. Tapos yung mga entrada nya, corny pero nakakatawa na din dahil sa sobrang sablay. Gets? May ichura si Pantog, ichurang madumi. At pawisin. Tapos type na type nya yung girlfriend ng head nila. Na sobrang ganda. Pero slow. Walang connection. Para may twist lang. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Sila pa lang yung naiisip kong characters. Ah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;Phoebe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;. Yun na lang yung girlfriend. Si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: 130%; "&gt;Peter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt; yung boyfriend. Nyahar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Bagay Orange, di ba? *Ang lamig. Kamusta naman yung phoebe mo jan?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Tri-ny ko kanina mag-drawing. Ang pangit. Ang pangit talaga. Pati nga ako nahiyang tignan eh *shivers*. Pero tinago ko yung draft ko. Sa basurahan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ayun. Shi-nare ko lang yung mga naiisip ko. Bago matulog. Lagi kasi akong nawi-weewee pag all-set na ko sa kama, yung sleep-mode on na talaga. Kainis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;princess, 8:10 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&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/8767697764778942050-7521997480443708136?l=soprincessy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/7521997480443708136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/7521997480443708136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/2007/10/previous-posts-2-lang-argh.html' title='Boy Pantog'/><author><name>ohsoprincessy</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767697764778942050.post-1205421880201921004</id><published>2007-04-06T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T03:30:46.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bringing Sexy Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm back!!! (for some reason, I felt like Vic Sotto when I typed that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yey for me. Haay... Sobrang nawawalan ako ng excitement magblog lately.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Una, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang baaaaaaaaaaaagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal ng internet namin. Sobraaaaaaaaaaaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pangalawa, nakalimutan ko yung username ko. Obviously naalala ko na, hopefully ma-retain sa wonderful memory ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Pangatlo,  ayoko ng skin ko *blogskin, I mean*. Ang... panget. Parang enchanted na ewan. Nami-miss ko tuloy yung babaeng may afro. Parang napaka... chill *haha*. Kanina pa ko naghahanap ng skin, ang sakit na ng ulo ko. May specific akong 'look' na gusto, di ko lang alam kung pano ko hahagilapin yun. Mejo natatakot din akong makialam kse baka ma-warla nanaman yung blog ko. Pero pansin ko lang, mejo ma-emo ngayon yung mga designs...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;So... yun... ay kanina pala nagligpit-ligpit ako ng mga gamit, tapos nakita ko yung ibang school memorabilias ko kagaya ng plastic folder/case ko na may mga 'wanted' pictures nyo chaka drawing ng panda ni Orange, etc... napa-aww ako... at napa-eww kase biglang may ipis na lumabas ng folder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hanap na ulit akong skin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;*kisses* for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8767697764778942050-1205421880201921004?l=soprincessy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/1205421880201921004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/1205421880201921004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/2007/04/bringing-sexy-back.html' title='Bringing Sexy Back'/><author><name>ohsoprincessy</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767697764778942050.post-7655413556769819893</id><published>2006-11-30T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T03:22:04.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Huboys (a student contested that he's just five and not a man yet. He's a boy, not a man, hence the term huBOY. Genius.). Big things in small packages. Slimy bundle from women's... euh, from women. Kids. A thing or two can be learned from them &lt;em&gt;*only a thing or two because the rest is crap*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In a short period of time, I have witnessed the simpliest, cutest, weirdest, craziest, most-honest kind of love. I have 7 kids, 6 boys and 1 girl. All of my boys like their only girl classmate (&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;), probably for lack of options. Each one has a different kind of 'LIKE'. Boy #1, or &lt;strong&gt;B1&lt;/strong&gt;, is in denial. &lt;strong&gt;B2&lt;/strong&gt; is just hopping on the bandwagon &lt;em&gt;*I think he's just copying the other boys*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;B3&lt;/strong&gt; is using reaction-formation.&lt;strong&gt; B4&lt;/strong&gt; likes G only when it crosses his mind &lt;em&gt;*usually when he's done coloring*&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;B5&lt;/strong&gt; uses the humor approach and &lt;em&gt;*drumroll please*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;B6&lt;/strong&gt;, the expressive type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And to further stretch this scientific observation, allow me to expound on each one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B1 ---&lt;/strong&gt; He always gives a piece of his biscuit to her, saves the pink chair for her, asks permission to go out whenever she goes out, etc. My teacher aide once teased him and well, he denied it. Showbiz-style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B2 ---&lt;/strong&gt; He likes her for the sake of liking someone. He's not the... sharpest among my knives, he kinda just sits there. When everybody teases everybody about having a crush on G, no one would include him because he's quite passive... So, HE would tease himself. He would say 'ay, ako din crush ko si G' and then giggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B3 ---&lt;/strong&gt; He likes her but can't seem to let it out. 2-3 students can sit in one table. The boys were all seated. B1 was sitting beside B2. I asked them 'Is everyone here already?' and they answered no, G hasn't arrived.&lt;br /&gt;B3: teacher pagdating ni G dito po sha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*points to B2's place*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Teacher: O, eh jan nakaupo si B2 ah...&lt;br /&gt;B3 (faces b2): Alis ka jan kse, jan si G!&lt;br /&gt;B2: Nauna ko dito eh...&lt;br /&gt;B3: Color pink yan o (chair), dun ka sa blue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*B2 moved. Minutes later, G arrives*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: O, you sit here G.&lt;br /&gt;B3 &lt;em&gt;*nagdadabog*&lt;/em&gt;: Ang sikip sikip na nga dito eh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B4 ---&lt;/strong&gt; He is... my favorite. Haha. he's tiny and pudgy and, ugh... so adorable. He likes G but not all the time. He likes her mostly during his free time. Snack break, after-PE rest, after doing his seatwork, moments like those; when he has plenty of time to bum around. When he's busy, poof! she doesn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B5 ---&lt;/strong&gt; Humor, humor, humor. He has no other way of expressing himself except through humor. He jokes a lot, laughs when she laughs &lt;em&gt;*minsan sumi-simple pa. dumidikit dikit, lumalapit-lapit habang tumatawa kunyari*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B6 ---&lt;/strong&gt; Obvious. Overt. Open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lines:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'____, MAHAL NA MAHAL KITA! Kahit araw-araw tayong nagkikita, NAMI-MISS pa rin kita!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'nag-gel ako para sayo!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;'Ang bango mo ngayon ah... anong shampoo mo?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;' I have something to say ____, I LOVE YOU!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B6: ____, Bati kita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;G: Ikaw, hindi ko bati!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;B6: Okay lang, gusto pa rin kita kahit ayaw mo sakin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Puppy love, fingerling love, kitty love, birdie love... they're all the same. It's a baby animal kinda love. *Yihee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8767697764778942050-7655413556769819893?l=soprincessy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/feeds/7655413556769819893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8767697764778942050&amp;postID=7655413556769819893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/7655413556769819893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8767697764778942050/posts/default/7655413556769819893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soprincessy.blogspot.com/2006/11/puppy-love.html' title='Puppy Love'/><author><name>ohsoprincessy</name><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>
