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        <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 06:59:00 +0000</pubDate>
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                <title>Just stay.</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=21</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 06:59:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA["If I built a wallA hundred feet tallWould that keep you in?If I shackled your feetSo you couldn't leaveWould you try and run?If I promise not to fightAt least not tonightWould you stay the night?If I wore that little dressYou like the bestWould you pass my test?If I poured another...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center"><i>"If I built a wall<br>A hundred feet tall<br>Would that keep you in?<br><br></i></p><p align="center"><i>If  I shackled your feet</i><br><i>So you couldn't leave</i><br><i>Would you try and run?</i></p><p align="center"><i><br>If  I promise not to fight<br>At least not tonight<br>Would you stay the  night?<br><br></i></p><p align="center"><i>If I wore that little dress</i><br><i>You like the best</i><br><i>Would  you pass my test?</i></p><p align="center"><i><br>If  I poured another drink<br>What would you think<br>About staying in?<br><br></i></p><p align="center"><i>If  I was sincere</i><br><i>And whispered my fears</i><br><i>Would you still be here?</i></p><p align="center"><i><br></i></p><p align="center"><b><font size="3"><i>Would you stay?</i></font></b><br><b><font size="3">     <i>Would you stay with me?"</i></font></b></p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p align="right">...Forever?&nbsp;♥ </p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>I wanna be Forever 21 ♥</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=20</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2010 00:06:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I indulged myself yesterday at SM Megamall with my someone. Finally, I got to see what I've been waiting for and what's been buzzing around the shopping scene lately. Forever 21 was huge. Seriously, it was almost like a department store. The crowd resembles a holiday rush/last-minute shopping. I found...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I indulged myself yesterday at SM Megamall with my someone. Finally, I got to see what I've been waiting for and what's been buzzing around the shopping scene lately. </p><p>Forever 21 was huge. Seriously, it was almost like a department store. The crowd resembles a holiday rush/last-minute shopping.</p><p> I found a denim vest on a mannequin but unfortunately, it was already reserved. I run through racks of clothes, tried some and end up a bit disappointed. I <b>WANT </b>that vest. I already know what I want. I couldn't seem to get over it and find something better. I like the clothes but I couldn't choose. Trust me, you will have a hard time picking. Did I mention that the place was huge and full of clothes and accessories?<font size="1"></font></p><p align="center"><img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/146-1/IMG_7950.jpg" border="0"> <br></p><p><font size="1">(^Sorry, I'm in no mood for taking pictures. I'm busy roaming around. :P)</font> </p><p>And so I ended up buying <i>&lt;insert guess what's inside that yellow plastic bag&gt;</i>. </p><p>Anyway, I was satisfied. I think I will go back to bring more damage to my wallet when it recovers. The prices were cheaper than Topshop, Mango and Zara.&nbsp; </p><p>But before we went to the <i>epic-almost-2-hour-shopping-of-mine, </i>we had lunch at <b>Chef's Quarter.</b> I only ate dessert 'coz I already had lunch at school. The food and the place was pretty good.</p><p align="center">&nbsp;<img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/155-1/IMG_7918.jpg" border="0"> <font size="2"><i></i></font></p><p align="center"><font size="2"><i>Chef's Quarter Pasta</i></font></p><p align="center">&nbsp;<img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/152-1/IMG_7922.jpg" border="0"> <br></p><p align="center"><font size="2"><i>CQ Surprise</i></font> </p><p align="center">&nbsp;<img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/149-1/IMG_7928.jpg" border="0"> <br></p><p align="center">&nbsp;<font size="2"><i>Tiramisu</i></font>&nbsp;  </p><p><i>Chef's Quarter is located at 3F SM Megamall Atrium.</i> </p><p>...I wish <font size="3"><b>Urban Outfitters</b></font> will finally come to Philippines too!<a href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/" mce_href="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/"> </a></p><p>(Hello, me. I'm still a girl <i>pala </i>trapped in a girl's body.)</p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Here's what I recently stuck on my wall.</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=19</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp; &nbsp;I think photos are more effective motivators because you get to visualize your goals. &nbsp; 1.&nbsp; Start overcoming fears. Ride a loopy rollercoaster.2. Acads. Do your best, dean's lister or not. 3. Get fit fitter.&nbsp;Work[out] hard. ....and they say committing publicly is another technique. &nbsp;&nbsp;But more than anything else,...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="center"><img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/158-1/IMG_7634.JPG" border="0">&nbsp; </p><p align="center"><font size="3">&nbsp;I think photos are more effective motivators because you get to visualize your goals. </font></p><p align="center">&nbsp; </p><p align="center"><font size="2">1.&nbsp; Start overcoming fears. <i>Ride a loopy rollercoaster.</i></font></p><p align="center"><font size="2">2. Acads. <i>Do your best, dean's lister or not.</i></font> </p><p align="center"><font size="2">3. Get fit fitter.&nbsp;<i>Work[out] hard.</i></font> </p><p align="center"><font size="3">....and they say committing publicly is another technique. </font></p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><font size="3">&nbsp;But </font><font size="3">more than anything else,</font><font size="3"> <font size="4"><b>attitude</b></font> is still the key .</font></p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p><p align="right"><font size="2"><i>Oh yeah, I know I can! </i></font><img src="http://62.0.5.134/62.0.5.133/62.0.5.133/statics.plurk.com/986ecf2b1ae69072e0195b0a58545900.gif" alt="" mce_src="http://62.0.5.134/62.0.5.133/62.0.5.133/statics.plurk.com/986ecf2b1ae69072e0195b0a58545900.gif"> </p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>There goes love, life and everything in between.</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=18</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2010 22:42:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I'm squeezing in this blog post despite piles of acad and org work to do. It's a Friday night but it's no TGIF. I still have class tomorrow morning. Bummer. I just felt the urge to post an update and the need to do so regularly.&nbsp;It's been more than a...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I'm squeezing in this blog post despite piles of acad and org work to do. It's a Friday night but it's no TGIF. I still have class tomorrow morning. Bummer. I just felt the urge to post an update and the need to do so regularly.&nbsp;</p><p>It's been more than a month since school started. I have a love-hate relationship with my schedule, I'm taking up my majors and I joined 3 organizations this sem. I can't wait 'till exams started popping on my calendar and to-do list...not.&nbsp;</p><p>Anyway, it wasn't really bad. I kinda braced myself and I also think that I'm already used to it. It's a good thing I'm surrounded with good vibes right now. And hell yeah, I'm <b>with</b> the right <s>person</s> people. ♥</p><p>Something is on the rocks though, but I'm working on it. We're probably going through a phase which is, I guess, normal. I hope so. I'm trying my best to focus on making the most out of life and lessen the sulking.&nbsp; There is more to life. But then again, I must not allow myself to take things for granted.&nbsp;</p><p>Sigh. I can do this. Carpe diem! </p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Checking the sails</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=15</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I'm pretty amazed with how my life has changed in less than a year. I woke up one day and I just knew that I will never be the same again.As I read through old posts and journals entries, I realized that maybe I finally grew tired of everything. I...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I'm pretty amazed with how my life has changed in less than a year. I woke up one day and I just knew that I will never be the same again.</p><p>As I read through old posts and journals entries, I realized that maybe I finally grew tired of everything. I grew tired of worrying too much so I decided to let go of it. </p><p>I crashed, crumbled and fell. I tried hard to put the pieces back. I had to start over again...and I knew had to do things in a different way. </p><p>Little by little, I make efforts on overcoming my fears. I started facing the things I have been avoiding for so long and I'm still willing to work on overthrowing them completely.</p><p>I feel more <b>alive</b>.</p><p>It doesn't feel perfect and I'm expecting huge waves of future setbacks but it really feels fine. </p><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/143-1/IMG_2762.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=930ae40a11fc9a236e16e89c03985678" alt="" mce_src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/143-1/IMG_2762.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=930ae40a11fc9a236e16e89c03985678"></div><p>&nbsp;</p><p>I know I'll be fine.&nbsp; ♥ </p><p align="center">&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>This is not just another hello.</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=14</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 14:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[I promise not to make promises anymore.&nbsp;&nbsp;"Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine" ♪ &nbsp; &nbsp; Hello, real world. Now I'm back for good.]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/136-1/IMG_6627.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=c6ffe7d5bd3e1b52d9db494de174ce46" alt="" mce_src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/136-1/IMG_6627.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=c6ffe7d5bd3e1b52d9db494de174ce46"></p><p style="text-align: center;">I promise not to make promises anymore.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/d/140-1/IMG_6628.JPG?g2_GALLERYSID=c6ffe7d5bd3e1b52d9db494de174ce46" alt=""></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p align="right"><font size="1"><i>"Taking everything for granted but we still respect the time</i><br><i> We move along with some new passion knowing everything is fine" </i></font>♪ <font size="1"><i> </i></font></p><p style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;">&nbsp; <br></p><div align="center">&nbsp; Hello, real world. Now I'm back for good. </div><p></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Shift Happens</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=12</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 19:10:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;...Or does it really?I've been on a hiatus and now I'm back again.I know I don't keep my promises but I'm trying to regain myself back because I know I've been so abusive. Frankly speaking, I blame school for ruining my social and personal life. I know it sounds angsty...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p>...Or does it really?<br><br>I've been on a hiatus and now I'm back again.<br><br>I know I don't keep my promises but I'm trying to regain myself back because I know I've been so abusive. Frankly speaking, I blame school for ruining my social and personal life. I know it sounds angsty but I'm quite suprised that I don't feel so anxious about it at all. Maybe because I have gotten so used to it and even if I know it stresses me out, I feel no resentment about it. I now understand the meaning of what they call "sweet cerebral torture." (Jeez, I want that shirt. Why didn't I hoard such merchandise when I had more access to it before?)<br><br>And because I'm fairly an optimistic sort for a pessimist, I will start over again. <br><br>I now proclaim my comeback, people of the cyberspace. I'm back on blogging again. <br></p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Idlip</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=11</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 21:27:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Nanaginip ka na naman. Hindi mo alam kung ano ba ang dapat mong maramdaman sa mga eksenang ginawa lang ng malikot mong utak. Magiging masaya ka ba? Bubuuin ba ng ilang oras ninyong pagsasama sa ulap ang iyong araw sa iyong paggising? Babaunin mo ba ang ngiti sa iyong pagpasok...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nanaginip ka na naman. Hindi mo alam kung ano ba ang dapat mong maramdaman sa mga eksenang ginawa lang ng malikot mong utak. Magiging masaya ka ba? Bubuuin ba ng ilang oras ninyong pagsasama sa ulap ang iyong araw sa iyong paggising? Babaunin mo ba ang ngiti sa iyong pagpasok sa eskwela?</p><p>Umaasa ka pa bang magiging totoo ang lahat?</p><p>Minsan mas mabuti pa ngang walang panaginip. Natulog kang madilim lang. Pagkagising mo, parang pumikit ka lang. Mas mabuti pa kung hindi ka nalang marunong mag-isip ng mga bagay na maaaring mangyari pero hindi naman talaga pwedeng mangyari. Pero kung iisipin mo hindi ka naman nag-iisip na gaya ng pag-iisip mo sa tuwing nagsusulat ka ng nobela. Hindi mo naman pinaplano kung anong mangyayari sa panaginip mo. Sadyang ganoon na lamang siguro kalalim ang nararamdaman mo kung kaya't kusa na siyang ipinapalabas ng utak mo.</p><p><br>Parang sine. Parang pelikula. Ikaw ang bida at siya naman ang iyong kapareha. Pero bakit lagi kang malungkot sa mga eksena?</p><p>Kahit nasa proseso ka na nang unti-unting paglimot, ayaw ka paring tantanan ng kaisipang "pwede pa siguro". Minsan hindi na nakakatuwa. Hindi ka makaurong. Hindi ka makahanap ng iba. Pero ang pang-asar pa, ikaw rin naman itong ayaw lumayo. Ayaw mong mawala ang mga panaginip. </p><p>At muli sa iyong pag-idlip, dadalawin ka nanaman niya. Ibang lugar, ibang sitwasyon, ibang panahon. Sa huli, hindi pala mga kamay niya ang pupuno sa mga lakdaw ng iyong mga daliri.</p><p>Biglang tutunog ang orasan.&nbsp; </p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><img src="http://images.plurk.com/3216267_9d84da797dae4d48c284a56e6041f63c.jpg" alt="" mce_src="http://images.plurk.com/3216267_9d84da797dae4d48c284a56e6041f63c.jpg"></p>&nbsp;<p>&nbsp;</p><p align="right">&nbsp;12.13.09</p>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Because I feel like posting it...</title>
                <link>http://mimoi.i.ph/blogs/mimoi/?p=10</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Jan 2010 20:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;1. Do more. Never let ideas fleet away.2. Join an acad org and a non-acad org next sem.3. I've got quite a few number of clothes in my closet I have yet to wear. I must wear what I really want to wear and not the first thing...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<P mce_serialized="6"><A href="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/85/119" target=_blank mce_href="http://mimoi.i.ph/photo/85/119" mce_serialized="6"><BR mce_serialized="6"></A>&nbsp; </P>  <P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align=center mce_serialized="6"><IMG alt="" src="http://images.plurk.com/3216267_10ff467bf35aa848ffe601cafc92dea1.jpg" mce_src="http://images.plurk.com/3216267_10ff467bf35aa848ffe601cafc92dea1.jpg" mce_serialized="6"></P>  <P align=center mce_serialized="6" mce_keep="true">&nbsp;</P>  <P align=center mce_serialized="6"><EM mce_serialized="6">&nbsp;1. <FONT size=4 mce_serialized="6"><STRONG mce_serialized="6">Do more.</STRONG></FONT> Never let ideas fleet away.<BR mce_serialized="6">2. Join an acad org and a non-acad org next sem.<BR mce_serialized="6">3. I've got quite a few number of clothes in my closet I have yet to wear. I must wear what I really want to wear and not the first thing that I would see...Wear those outfits I put together in my mind. <BR mce_serialized="6">4. Think of parties...and cosplay.<BR mce_serialized="6">5. For music stock and some photos<BR mce_serialized="6">6. </EM><EM mce_serialized="6">This sedentary lifestyle makes me feel weak. </EM><EM mce_serialized="6">I badly need physical activity. Whenever I have enough of it, I feel hyper...And yeah, so I can rock <STRONG mce_serialized="6"><FONT size=2 mce_serialized="6"><FONT size=3 mce_serialized="6">any</FONT> </FONT></STRONG>outfit. (See no. 3) <BR mce_serialized="6">7. Pass, er, Ace Math 11!!!!!!&nbsp; Enough said.&nbsp; <BR mce_serialized="6">8. Never call it a day when all you did was Facebook and sleep. (See no. 1)</EM></P>  <P align=center mce_serialized="6"><EM mce_serialized="6"><IMG alt="" src="http://statics.plurk.com/986ecf2b1ae69072e0195b0a58545900.gif" mce_serialized="6"></EM><EM mce_serialized="6"><IMG height=32 alt="" src="http://www.anikaos.com/040-onion_msn_smilies/onion_msn_smilies/onion_msn_smilies-23.gif" width=32 mce_serialized="6"></EM></P><BR mce_serialized="6">  <P style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" mce_serialized="6"><IMG alt="" src="http://images.plurk.com/3216267_72d82fb31a2504b7b35d541434fa7ab7.jpg" mce_src="http://images.plurk.com/3216267_72d82fb31a2504b7b35d541434fa7ab7.jpg" mce_serialized="6"></P>]]></content:encoded>
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                <title>Often sometimes</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 18:08:00 +0000</pubDate>
                <dc:creator>mimoi</dc:creator>
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                                <description><![CDATA[Sometimes, we find ourselves thinking about how things could've been if things happened in a different way; if things were seen in a different light; if things happened in the right time. We continue on our wishful thinking with a big sigh and fake smile. We tell ourselves that things...]]></description>
                <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes, we find ourselves thinking about how things could've been if things happened in a different way; if things were seen in a different light; if things happened in the right time. We continue on our wishful thinking with a big sigh and fake smile. We tell ourselves that things could've worked out if we have done something about it.</p><p>&nbsp;<br>And then our sometimes becomes often. </p><p>&nbsp;<br>We often tell ourselves to move on and start anew but we just can't because it has already become a cycle - an unbreakable habit we can't seem to live without. We're now in a point where we can tell ourselves today that it's over and then feel miserable the next morning so it all comes back in the afternoon. </p><p>&nbsp;<br>We tell ourselves that this brand of uncertainty is an exciting drug - a drug that brings about euphoria but with an expensive price tag. There goes a temporary high then a "rock-bottom-feel" low after. </p><p>&nbsp;<br>We disappoint ourselves for expecting too much. And just like the movies, we create scenes in our minds hoping it would happen for real but there's a line drawn in between. Reality wins. We and our fantasies lose.</p><p>&nbsp;<br>We're caught in an excruciating, bittersweet situation that seems hopeless yet we enjoy it because we can't let go.                 </p>]]></content:encoded>
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