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    <title>Unclipped Wings</title>
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      <title>Jaa mata ne</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/491.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 27 Feb 2008 13:38:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Kawawa naman itong blogdrive ko. Ngayon ko na lang ulit ito nabuksan (as in bukas hanggang text editor) nakaka-miss din pala. At aba! Meron nang justify button. Tsaka bullets button! Huwaw... aba may spell check pa!! Grabeh.
Sorry naman talaga sa blogdrive ko... Napakaraming kalokohan din ang naipost ko dito at hindi ko mabitawan kaya sana hindi naman burahin ng blogdrive ang account ko kahit hindi ko na siya nagagamit.
Anyway, para sa mga nagtityagang tumingin sa blog kong ito at nag-iisip na baka patay na ko all this time dahil hindi na ako nagpopost ng entry, dito na lang kayo... (more)</description>
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      <title>Yeah, whatever makes you happy</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/490.html</link>
      <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jul 2007 02:42:35 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Sa wakas natapos na rin yung deliveries (as in pagpapaanak) ko sa Fabella nung Wednesday ng gabi at Thursday ng madaling araw. Hay... past four na ako nakauwi nun, at pupunta kami sa Pateros nang seven. Sure.
Nahirapan akong gumising... katulad nung mga nakaraang araw, nagnanakaw ako ng tulog sa sasakyan papuntang Pateros. Ako na yata ang resident antukin ng group namin. Laging bangag. At bakit kamo kami pumupuntang Pateros nang maaga kahit hindi pa naman dapat kami pumupunta dun dahil free week namin ngayon?
Eh kasi naman, pag dumating yung week ng community namin, super kasagsagan na ng... (more)</description>
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      <title>Pinoy Spam</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/489.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jul 2007 02:41:10 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Hindi naman kasi siya dapat nalulungkot kasi hindi naman niya kasalanan... siya nga sa tingin ko ang pinaka-malinis ang konsensya sa aming lahat pero siya yung nababagabag. Pero kung malinis na ang konsensya niya at nababagabag pa rin siya, patunay ba ito na depleted/wala na ang konsensya namin?
N105 kasi eh... sana lang hindi lang utak ko na-autoclave dun... pati kaluluwa na rin.
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Nung nalaman kong hindi ka pwedeng uminom nang humihinga, sinubukan kong gawin yun. Hindi naman ako naging successful. Ngayon alam ko nang detrimental pala sa kalusugan kung naging matagumpay ako sa ganung... (more)</description>
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      <title>Activated</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/488.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jul 2007 10:21:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Ahuhu... I have a runny nose and I can feel the increase in my intracranial pressure. I hate having the sniffles. Then again, I guess I should still be thankful coz my sinuses don't hurt and my throat isn't itchy. But my head... my poor head... feels like it's being sliced open with a spoon-- from the inside.
I went home right after clinic visits and didn't bother to go to my afternoon class. Just thinking about taking jeepney rides to and from school makes my head hurt all the more.
And I feel uglier than usual.
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If you see a charcoal sky
on a charcoal morning
do think of the charcoal... (more)</description>
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      <title>Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/487.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jul 2007 03:43:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>From Nico's Nihilistic Principles of Relationships
#9: Your crush is comely and acceptable. So is my pet fish.
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I'll dress me up in daggers and hold you tight like a lover would.
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I have to go... I have to go.
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Eat your slice of wonder bread and come back to bed... and never get up again.
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Samson came to my bed and told me that my hair was red... told me I was beautiful, he came into my bed.
WTF, my hair isn't frikkin red!
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*babble* *babble* *stab* *stab* *grin*
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I'm a very happy little girl. Skipping on prairies, picking roses, putting them in my basket, and... (more)</description>
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      <title>I wonder if you know how they live in Tokyo</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/486.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 30 Jun 2007 14:48:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Oha ang haba ng title ko.
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Kahapon nagluto na naman kami! Spaghetti ulit kaso meat sauce na at may mojos pa! Masaya masaya... at kumain kami habang nanonood &quot;Ang Cute ng Ina Mo.&quot; I can honestly say that it was one of the most educational movies I have ever watched. Galing grabe.
INDIA
      I- inside
      N- now
      D- dahil
      I- imbyerna
      A- ako
IRAN
     I- Ikaw
     R- rin
     A- ang
     N- nawalan
Yes!
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Meron akong nararamdaman pero hindi ko alam kung paano sasabihin... alam niyo yung parang bumibigat yung sikmura niyo tapos parang nagbubuhol yung entrails at... (more)</description>
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      <title>My Sweetest Downfall</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/485.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jun 2007 14:40:44 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Tonight I will write the saddest lines
as Neruda did ages ago
when the blue stars shivered
in his shattered night
I shall write as the moon
weeps upon mine.
We were shadows of past sunsets
ripples made by the tendrils of time
we were a great divide
meeting at the junction
somewhere in the back of my mind
Tonight I write without regret
as waves crash down upon the distance
my hand reaches out to wipe the shores
of promises written on the sand
I write without regret
there is no regretting the truth
that we were shadows of past sunsets
the suns of aging youth
I was her times before
She is... (more)</description>
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      <title>T.G.I.S.</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/484.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 07:45:41 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;It'll only be painted cardboard... painted cardboard for the rockery, the water, the plants...&quot; 
-The Stepdaughter (Six Characters in Search of an Author)
Kahapon... grabe. Ayun nga, pumunta kaming Pangasinan nung Friday ng gabi. Yung kapatid ko ayaw magpaiwan kahit may sakit cia kaya ayun, inapoy ng lagnat kinaumagahan. Ahmm... hindi maganda mag-make up yung mga bading. Nakakalungkot. Ang ganda ganda nung bride... buti na lang hindi na-chorva nung bading yung kagandahan niya.
Umuwi na kami nung hapon tapos nakarating kami sa bahay ng 5:00. Ayun... nag-make up ako ng sarili ko. Ok naman... (more)</description>
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      <title>Junya Year</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/483.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 16 Jun 2007 13:31:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>The first week of classes is over! Big whoop!
Except for our attending major classes (read: N105 and N119), we didn't really do much academic work this week. I, for one, spent all my free time (even time that isn't supposed to be free) to go to all the welcome thingies for the freshies. For some reason, I want to be involved in a lot of activities... they're a lot of fun anyway. Plus, they burn calories. Ahehehe
Earlier, we held the buddy selection for the freshmen. The new kids had a knack for making cheers! Hmm... great potential.
Time really flies fast, especially when you're looking... (more)</description>
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      <title>Just because</title>
      <link>http://koiapiks.blogdrive.com/archive/482.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2007 03:37:30 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Could you whisper in my ear
the things you wanna feel
I'd give you anything
to feel it coming
I don't know why we take so long to communicate something so simple. In our attempt to gently break another's fall, to position ourselves perfectly for the follow through, we overlook the fact that they are falling faster than expected-- falling to pieces. And you can't catch them when they break this way... and you can't put them back together.
I wanna wake up where you are
I won't say anything at all
so why don't you slide...
Sometimes the line between forgiving and forgetting gets blurred. Or... (more)</description>
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