<?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-8055177</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:32:35.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BLAiR BiTCH PROJECT</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-110474294778408294</id><published>2005-01-03T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T01:07:05.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SERPENTINE</title><content type='html'>SERPENTINE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftertaste of a kiss&lt;br /&gt;i could not swallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wretch.&lt;br /&gt;bleed.&lt;br /&gt;wretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lick it off my lips&lt;br /&gt;say you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-110474294778408294?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/110474294778408294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=110474294778408294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/110474294778408294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/110474294778408294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2005/01/serpentine.html' title='SERPENTINE'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-110158453936303827</id><published>2004-11-28T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T11:42:19.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CLOSE THE DOOR</title><content type='html'>CLOSE THE DOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the sun set&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i left it open&lt;br /&gt;hoping you&lt;br /&gt;would come in&lt;br /&gt;calling&lt;br /&gt;for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun has risen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have not come&lt;br /&gt;i now know &lt;br /&gt;it was foolish&lt;br /&gt;waiting&lt;br /&gt;for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the door is closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-110158453936303827?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/110158453936303827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=110158453936303827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/110158453936303827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/110158453936303827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/11/close-door.html' title='CLOSE THE DOOR'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-110009530920275860</id><published>2004-11-10T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T06:07:52.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWAKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;AWAKE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep&lt;br /&gt;at the warm touch of your hand.&lt;br /&gt;let me not wake&lt;br /&gt;from beautiful slumber.&lt;br /&gt;yet my eyes open&lt;br /&gt;at the harsh taste of your lips&lt;br /&gt;spell was broken&lt;br /&gt;by kisses shaped from winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-110009530920275860?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/110009530920275860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=110009530920275860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/110009530920275860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/110009530920275860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/11/awake.html' title='&lt;b&gt;AWAKE&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109700318542445619</id><published>2004-10-05T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T12:06:25.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CERTAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CERTAIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may not have been&lt;br /&gt;fireworks&lt;br /&gt;exploding, decorating &lt;br /&gt;the midnight sky.&lt;br /&gt;thunderclaps&lt;br /&gt;surprising, terrifying&lt;br /&gt;amidst the storms.&lt;br /&gt;tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;consuming, overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;unto the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i knew&lt;br /&gt;it was love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109700318542445619?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109700318542445619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109700318542445619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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&lt;br /&gt;of happiness&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps&lt;br /&gt;hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be still my heart&lt;br /&gt;i whispered&lt;br /&gt;for i knew him forever&lt;br /&gt;as we danced,&lt;br /&gt;to melodious chants&lt;br /&gt;fond promises&lt;br /&gt;and i thought&lt;br /&gt;chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was nothing&lt;br /&gt;but silence.&lt;br /&gt;we were strangers again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109635275025984236?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109635275025984236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109635275025984236' 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phases&lt;br /&gt;stars continue to twinkle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is. it is.&lt;br /&gt;after all&lt;br /&gt;what can one missing person &lt;br /&gt;undo in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is right in the world:&lt;br /&gt;lovers of my ilk&lt;br /&gt;weep for the missing&lt;br /&gt;and a life that has come undone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109629938918803210?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109629938918803210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109629938918803210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109629938918803210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109629938918803210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/09/sighs.html' title='SIGHS'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109598784959733950</id><published>2004-09-24T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T18:06:34.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CLEAR AS THE SKY IS BLUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CLEAR AS THE SKY IS BLUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;storm overhead&lt;br /&gt;has passed&lt;br /&gt;sun is out&lt;br /&gt;and the sky is blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such beauty&lt;br /&gt;is not without price.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109582932540464552</id><published>2004-09-22T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T18:08:33.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Scientist</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Scientist&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come up to meet you, &lt;br /&gt;tell you I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I need you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets&lt;br /&gt;And ask me your questions&lt;br /&gt;Oh let's go back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Coming in tales&lt;br /&gt;Heads are a science apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;It's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be this hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take me back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just guessing&lt;br /&gt;At numbers and figures&lt;br /&gt;Pulling your puzzles apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questions of science&lt;br /&gt;Science and progress&lt;br /&gt;Do not speak as loud as my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you love me&lt;br /&gt;Come back and haunt me&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I rush to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles&lt;br /&gt;Chasing tails&lt;br /&gt;And coming back as we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's such a shame for us to part&lt;br /&gt;Nobody said it was easy&lt;br /&gt;No one ever said it would be so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to the start &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;in memoriam.&lt;br /&gt;let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109582932540464552?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109582932540464552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109582932540464552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109582932540464552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109582932540464552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/09/scientist.html' title='The Scientist'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109569764440253396</id><published>2004-09-21T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T09:27:24.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LONG DRIVE WITH A BROKEN HEART</title><content type='html'>LONG DRIVE WITH A BROKEN HEART&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lonely stretch of road&lt;br /&gt;empty passenger seat for company&lt;br /&gt;conversations with silence&lt;br /&gt;and tears begin to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it only not yesterday&lt;br /&gt;she wished the drive could last &lt;br /&gt;forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109473877870698482</id><published>2004-09-09T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T07:06:18.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Day</title><content type='html'>Question of The Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crinkled eyes&lt;br /&gt;the widest smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course&lt;br /&gt;happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109473877870698482?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109473877870698482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109473877870698482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109473877870698482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109473877870698482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/09/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the Day'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109454728843765567</id><published>2004-09-07T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-07T01:58:56.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BRING IT ON</title><content type='html'>BRING IT ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not afraid of&lt;br /&gt;you who throws rocks at me&lt;br /&gt;mocking me with every&lt;br /&gt;bruise.&lt;br /&gt;no i am not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you do not intimidate&lt;br /&gt;me whom you like to shatter&lt;br /&gt;over and over with your&lt;br /&gt;threats.&lt;br /&gt;i am not intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you want to&lt;br /&gt;break me with all your lies&lt;br /&gt;cowardice and malice &lt;br /&gt;weapons.&lt;br /&gt;but i do not care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gloat and take pride&lt;br /&gt;mistake my silence for defeat&lt;br /&gt;provoke me into defending&lt;br /&gt;myself.&lt;br /&gt;be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will take my time&lt;br /&gt;listen as your insulting cries&lt;br /&gt;turn into whimpers and pleas&lt;br /&gt;summons.&lt;br /&gt;then you shall beg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109447896135597469</id><published>2004-09-06T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T06:56:01.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCH INSOLENCE</title><content type='html'>SUCH INSOLENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierce me with your sharp gaze&lt;br /&gt;go ahead&lt;br /&gt;look me up&lt;br /&gt;from head to toe&lt;br /&gt;see anything&lt;br /&gt;you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utter words with your lying tongue&lt;br /&gt;i await&lt;br /&gt;your fallacies&lt;br /&gt;the venom of deceit&lt;br /&gt;coated ever so&lt;br /&gt;silkily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caress me with your searing touch&lt;br /&gt;slap me&lt;br /&gt;and be consoled&lt;br /&gt;think that you know me&lt;br /&gt;because in truth&lt;br /&gt;you don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109446150171082661</id><published>2004-09-06T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T02:05:01.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TIME SPACE WARP</title><content type='html'>TIME SPACE WARP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bakit kaya ganun?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple lang&lt;br /&gt;umuulan pa rin naman doon&lt;br /&gt;at sumisikat din ang araw&lt;br /&gt;wala namang kakaiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jolly chicken joy, &lt;br /&gt;barcelona brandy at v-cuts,&lt;br /&gt;ginisang Ma-Ling at ketchup&lt;br /&gt;isang case ng SMB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wala namang bago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayos pa rin &lt;br /&gt;gusto ko pa rin matulog&lt;br /&gt;at gumising bandang hapon&lt;br /&gt;tapos gumawa ng wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gumising ng ala una,&lt;br /&gt;nanood tayo ng MTV at kumain, &lt;br /&gt;fried chicken at lechon paksiw&lt;br /&gt;aalis na ako. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kaya naman pala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero alam mo&lt;br /&gt;kahit wala namang iniba&lt;br /&gt;masmasaya at masmasarap&lt;br /&gt;tayo ang magksama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tatlong araw rin yun,&lt;br /&gt;sabay sa kahit ano, nagkulitan,&lt;br /&gt;nagtawanan, natulog, gumising&lt;br /&gt;magkasama pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ulitin natin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109446150171082661?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109446150171082661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109446150171082661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109446150171082661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109446150171082661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/09/time-space-warp.html' title='TIME SPACE WARP'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109438914461376881</id><published>2004-09-05T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T05:59:04.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JADED MISERABLE ME</title><content type='html'>JADED MISERABLE ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaded miserable me thinks&lt;br /&gt;we are on a honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;wearing rose-tinted lenses&lt;br /&gt;that make us see &lt;br /&gt;rainbows&lt;br /&gt;sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Ah, beauty of a budding romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaded miserable me feels&lt;br /&gt;the clock is ticking&lt;br /&gt;whiling away til the moment&lt;br /&gt;those lenses crack&lt;br /&gt;boredom&lt;br /&gt;frustration&lt;br /&gt;Alas, shards of shattered illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaded miserable me fears&lt;br /&gt;we will only become&lt;br /&gt;memories for each other&lt;br /&gt;nothing but mere&lt;br /&gt;consolation&lt;br /&gt;fleeting&lt;br /&gt;Thus, we partake of bitter reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109438914461376881?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109413043299506374</id><published>2004-09-02T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T06:07:12.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEESILY HAPPY</title><content type='html'>CHEESILY HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time&lt;br /&gt;since I woke up&lt;br /&gt;with a smile &lt;br /&gt;on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could not even recall&lt;br /&gt;the last time I sang&lt;br /&gt;happily off-key&lt;br /&gt;in my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did I even try&lt;br /&gt;saying 'god bless you'&lt;br /&gt;after being cut-off&lt;br /&gt;by another driver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, this is so not me&lt;br /&gt;I ALMOST seem happy&lt;br /&gt;then I realize&lt;br /&gt;I AM HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made me so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;N.B. Forgive me...but this is exactly how I feel.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109413043299506374?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109413043299506374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109413043299506374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109413043299506374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109413043299506374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/09/cheesily-happy.html' title='CHEESILY HAPPY'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109331275738246222</id><published>2004-08-13T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:27:27.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WAITING FOR JEREMY</title><content type='html'>WAITING FOR JEREMY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you promised &lt;br /&gt;to call&lt;br /&gt;for me soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you claimed&lt;br /&gt;you wanted &lt;br /&gt;someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two weeks&lt;br /&gt;have passed&lt;br /&gt;and yet i wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a phonecall&lt;br /&gt;a letter&lt;br /&gt;i have to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412449211883092</id><published>2004-08-05T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:28:12.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BuM</title><content type='html'>BuM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heave a sigh&lt;br /&gt;stare at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;until your eyes&lt;br /&gt;strain.&lt;br /&gt;stifle a yawn&lt;br /&gt;roll out of your bed&lt;br /&gt;take time to find&lt;br /&gt;slippers.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy a stretch&lt;br /&gt;walk to the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;look at the mirror&lt;br /&gt;smile.&lt;br /&gt;take a shower&lt;br /&gt;decide on what to wear&lt;br /&gt;the day has just&lt;br /&gt;begun.&lt;br /&gt;let it hit you&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;just go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412449211883092?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412449211883092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412449211883092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412449211883092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412449211883092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/08/bum.html' title='BuM'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412456350588720</id><published>2004-07-31T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:29:23.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JESTER'S NIGHTMARE</title><content type='html'>JESTER'S NIGHTMARE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lilting melody of gaiety &lt;br /&gt;that escapes my lips&lt;br /&gt;haunts you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not listen for it&lt;br /&gt;i have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a broken smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412456350588720?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412456350588720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412456350588720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412456350588720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412456350588720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/jesters-nightmare.html' title='JESTER&apos;S NIGHTMARE'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412461495511939</id><published>2004-07-30T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:30:14.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONS</title><content type='html'>ONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mistake.&lt;br /&gt;so what&lt;br /&gt;let it be.&lt;br /&gt;drat,&lt;br /&gt;it happens&lt;br /&gt;no use&lt;br /&gt;denying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(flashback:&lt;br /&gt;long drive. &lt;br /&gt;small car.&lt;br /&gt;liplock.&lt;br /&gt;misty windows.&lt;br /&gt;parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;guilty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget.&lt;br /&gt;move on&lt;br /&gt;let it go.&lt;br /&gt;yeah,&lt;br /&gt;you know&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412461495511939?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412461495511939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412461495511939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412461495511939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412461495511939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/ons.html' title='ONS'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412467836448153</id><published>2004-07-27T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:31:18.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIDEBAR </title><content type='html'>SIDEBAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;push me and then just touch me. so i can get my satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a while there&lt;br /&gt;it was just like before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in your arms&lt;br /&gt;your face close to mine&lt;br /&gt;bodies moving as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet reality has a way&lt;br /&gt;of shattering illusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't love her.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to do things right.&lt;br /&gt;i can't say no to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dance with me&lt;br /&gt;it does not matter anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got something for your mind your body. drop that beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;satisfaction-benni benassi, drop that beat-ixxel&lt;br /&gt;sidebar anthems mga friends! kampai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412467836448153?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412481072992785</id><published>2004-07-15T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:33:30.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRUSTRATION</title><content type='html'>FRUSTRATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clenched fist&lt;br /&gt;banging&lt;br /&gt;against the cold walls &lt;br /&gt;of Loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strained voice&lt;br /&gt;calling&lt;br /&gt;in desperate agony&lt;br /&gt;for Solace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angry tears&lt;br /&gt;falling&lt;br /&gt;the futile attempt&lt;br /&gt;of Comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fragile heart&lt;br /&gt;breaking&lt;br /&gt;in silent acceptance:&lt;br /&gt;Be Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412481072992785?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412481072992785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412481072992785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412481072992785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412481072992785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/frustration_15.html' title='FRUSTRATION'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412475173707413</id><published>2004-07-15T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:32:31.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A QUARTER OF A CENTURY OLD AT 25.</title><content type='html'>A Quarter of A Century Old at Twenty-Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be a &lt;em&gt;quarter of a century old&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the air of nobility&lt;br /&gt;the passage of time &lt;br /&gt;And wisdom earned.&lt;br /&gt;A valiant quest,&lt;br /&gt;For some paragon of ambition&lt;br /&gt;That should be&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;Almost finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I have realized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impulse governs me&lt;br /&gt;my wisdom shallow&lt;br /&gt;Time is too slow.&lt;br /&gt;All is a struggle&lt;br /&gt;For but a semblance of identity&lt;br /&gt;That I can claim for&lt;br /&gt;Myself.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing certain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I am only twenty-five years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412475173707413?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412475173707413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412475173707413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412475173707413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412475173707413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/quarter-of-century-old-at-25.html' title='A QUARTER OF A CENTURY OLD AT 25.'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412493831737020</id><published>2004-07-13T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:35:38.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To: Francesca Johnson-- Madison County, Iowa</title><content type='html'>TO FRANCESCA JOHNSON--MADISON COUNTY, IOWA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mailbox says she is not alone. &lt;br /&gt;But she &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; that day. &lt;br /&gt;Green battered pick-up &lt;br /&gt;Long way from home. &lt;br /&gt;Lost. &lt;br /&gt;Lost in Iowa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer and his camera. &lt;br /&gt;Housewife and her responsibilities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mailbox says she is not alone. &lt;br /&gt;And she &lt;em&gt;was not&lt;/em&gt; the next day. &lt;br /&gt;Green battered pick-up &lt;br /&gt;Was parked out at the back. &lt;br /&gt;Stayed. &lt;br /&gt;Stayed at Johnson’s Farm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaman and his passion. &lt;br /&gt;Virgin and her romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mailbox says she is not alone. &lt;br /&gt;But how she &lt;em&gt;wanted&lt;/em&gt; to be. &lt;br /&gt;Ride the green battered pick-up. &lt;br /&gt;The stranger and his world. &lt;br /&gt;Away. &lt;br /&gt;Away to Africa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man found his purpose. &lt;br /&gt;Woman had to make a choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mailbox says she is not alone. &lt;br /&gt;But in her heart she &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; is. &lt;br /&gt;Green battered pick up &lt;br /&gt;And her shaman-stranger &lt;br /&gt;Left. &lt;br /&gt;Left her in Iowa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"in a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes but only once, no matter how many lifetimes you live."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Robert Kincaid, The Bridges of Madison County &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412493831737020?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412493831737020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412493831737020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412493831737020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412493831737020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/to-francesca-johnson-madison-county.html' title='To: Francesca Johnson-- Madison County, Iowa'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412500326970991</id><published>2004-07-11T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:36:43.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUERIDA</title><content type='html'>QUERIDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i danced to the music&lt;br /&gt;of &lt;em&gt;The Borrowed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light breezy steps&lt;br /&gt;let me fall into a daze&lt;br /&gt;in your arms&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else mattered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412500326970991?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412500326970991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412500326970991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412500326970991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412500326970991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/querida_11.html' title='QUERIDA'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412506373013807</id><published>2004-07-07T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:37:43.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For No One</title><content type='html'>FOR NO ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I feel nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Not even an ounce of anger.&lt;br /&gt;Or a pinch of regret.&lt;br /&gt;No sting of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is such&lt;br /&gt;When love has gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412506373013807?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412506373013807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412506373013807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412506373013807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412506373013807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/07/for-no-one.html' title='For No One'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412513089647194</id><published>2004-07-05T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:38:50.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July 3, 2004</title><content type='html'>JULY 3, 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phonecall.&lt;br /&gt;Hey you wanna hang-out?&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman.&lt;br /&gt;Aww it's packed no seats.&lt;br /&gt;Coffee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UCC Podium.&lt;br /&gt;Raspberry Coffee, Mango Shake.&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Anything and everything for hours.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shabu-shabu.&lt;br /&gt;The first time experience.&lt;br /&gt;Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franz.&lt;br /&gt;Join me for a beer?&lt;br /&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;I have to go (didn't have to).&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time today.&lt;br /&gt;Again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see each other soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412519850489885</id><published>2004-06-12T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:39:58.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Hurts To Be Around You</title><content type='html'>IT HURTS TO BE AROUND YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i choose to be around you&lt;br /&gt;when just the mere thought of you&lt;br /&gt;is a reminder&lt;br /&gt;of how we made each other promises&lt;br /&gt;of a forever&lt;br /&gt;that will not come to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i choose to be around you&lt;br /&gt;when just the sound of your voice&lt;br /&gt;is a desire&lt;br /&gt;for me to hear you say my name&lt;br /&gt;it's been a while&lt;br /&gt;since i last heard you call for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i choose to be around you&lt;br /&gt;when the mere touch of your hand &lt;br /&gt;is a yearning&lt;br /&gt;for what it feels like to be held&lt;br /&gt;in your arms&lt;br /&gt;they will never embrace me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i choose to be around you &lt;br /&gt;when every moment i spend with you&lt;br /&gt;is in reality&lt;br /&gt;another bittersweet memory&lt;br /&gt;to comfort me&lt;br /&gt;for you chose not to be around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412519850489885?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412519850489885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412519850489885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412519850489885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412519850489885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/06/it-hurts-to-be-around-you.html' title='It Hurts To Be Around You'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412525619239758</id><published>2004-06-05T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:40:56.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TXT TXT NA LANG</title><content type='html'>TXT TXT N LNG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;06.06.2004&lt;br /&gt;16:42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;txt bk: k lang. &lt;br /&gt;sanay na e. dnt wory. &lt;br /&gt;d n den kta hnahanap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 message received&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;06.06.2004&lt;br /&gt;16:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;txt bk: &lt;br /&gt;bgay ko lng gs2 mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412525619239758?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412525619239758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412525619239758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412525619239758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412525619239758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/06/txt-txt-na-lang.html' title='TXT TXT NA LANG'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412531329082778</id><published>2004-05-27T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:41:53.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGLE KA NA</title><content type='html'>SINGLE KA NA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi ko alam kung bakit&lt;br /&gt;tinignan ko pa.&lt;br /&gt;dapat hindi na lang.&lt;br /&gt;hindi na sana kailangan&lt;br /&gt;mag-sagwan sa luha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para mag-type sa keyboard ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412531329082778?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/feeds/109412531329082778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8055177&amp;postID=109412531329082778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412531329082778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8055177/posts/default/109412531329082778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com/2004/05/single-ka-na.html' title='SINGLE KA NA'/><author><name>The BLAiR BiTCH</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412536591375431</id><published>2004-05-20T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T04:42:45.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McDonald's EDSA-Panay</title><content type='html'>McDonald's EDSA-Panay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white seats, plastic and cold&lt;br /&gt;cradle my body&lt;br /&gt;as i await...&lt;br /&gt;voices from &lt;br /&gt;the mouths of people&lt;br /&gt;fill my mind&lt;br /&gt;jumbled and crowding.&lt;br /&gt;i look &lt;br /&gt;amidst the windows&lt;br /&gt;and tiled, mopped floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but) he isn't here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sip of diet coke, &lt;br /&gt;a bite off a burger &lt;br /&gt;claim victory &lt;br /&gt;over my hunger&lt;br /&gt;but not the starving&lt;br /&gt;that longs for the presence &lt;br /&gt;of someone&lt;br /&gt;who is not here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8055177.post-109412544995402313</id><published>2004-05-08T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T01:13:39.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Words</title><content type='html'>THREE WORDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you...&lt;br /&gt;as you walk away...&lt;br /&gt;though it's not enough...&lt;br /&gt;and it's too late...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you...&lt;br /&gt;the voice in my head...&lt;br /&gt;what my heart says...&lt;br /&gt;you can't seem to hear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you...&lt;br /&gt;but you're gone...&lt;br /&gt;and i am left with nothing...&lt;br /&gt;now it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8055177-109412544995402313?l=ablairbitchproject.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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