<?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-10093931</id><updated>2011-05-22T03:41:31.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the silence within</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>bambi c. j. dimaala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11466587620158001291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/929499/pic-cropped.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10093931.post-110617118635539036</id><published>2005-01-20T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T04:52:04.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i quit. i lose</title><content type='html'>it was our department day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Commerce and Accountancy Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started up with a cheering competition...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do really believe that quitters never win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to join their "Birit Idol"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to represent the sophomores but i quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i never did. see what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry if i disapponted you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my priority as of now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang wala tayong pic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para malagay ko naman dito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10093931-110617118635539036?l=im2qt4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/929499/pic-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10093931.post-110581534547414236</id><published>2005-01-16T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T03:07:33.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deja vu</title><content type='html'>this is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finally realized that we're not meant for each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just started when we're talking over the phone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"beh, 'lam mo, napanaginipan kita, magkausap daw tayo sa phone. nagbreak na raw tayo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you know what, ako rin, same dream, last friday... bigla tuloy ako bumangon..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos, yun na!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nagbibiruan pa nga kami na friends na lang kami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then we found out that it's getting serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"'pano ba yan friend, nagbibiro lang po ako"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm so sorry that i'm not..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nabigla siya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ako rin naman eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di namin akalaing magkakatotoo ang panaginip na iyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;medyo masakit, pero di na ako gaanong nasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the second time we cooled off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the first time we broke up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in BREAK-UP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some valid reasons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no third party involved...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just between the two of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think we could be together again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe NEVER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll always be friends that treasure's each other's moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not what you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10093931-110581534547414236?l=im2qt4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/feeds/110581534547414236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10093931&amp;postID=110581534547414236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110581534547414236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110581534547414236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/2005/01/deja-vu.html' title='deja vu'/><author><name>bambi c. j. dimaala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11466587620158001291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/929499/pic-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10093931.post-110563888473379472</id><published>2005-01-14T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:56:45.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how well do you know bambi?</title><content type='html'>hey salamat pala sa mga nag-take ng friendtest ko ha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marie&lt;br /&gt;romer&lt;br /&gt;philip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c cherry...&lt;br /&gt;na may kasama pang sidekick na si donna just trying to make it to the top...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c michael...&lt;br /&gt;dalawang beses pa ata nagtake ah...di talaga papatalo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, salamat po talaga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa mga di pa nag-take...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barbilly.friendtest.com"&gt;http://www.barbilly.friendtest.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll regret this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke! joke! joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10093931-110563888473379472?l=im2qt4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/feeds/110563888473379472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10093931&amp;postID=110563888473379472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110563888473379472'/><link rel='self' 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nakakapaglinis ng bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapos, yun lang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy kasi lahat ng tao dito eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya walang time maglinis ng bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero di naman masyadong marumi eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;konti lang! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minsan nga, naiiwanan pang walang tao dito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lahat kasi umaalis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buti pa nung may katulong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malinis ang bahay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hindi naman sa umaasa kami sa kanya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya lang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sa bilis ng panahon ngayon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wala nang masyadong panahon ang mga tao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakakalungkot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10093931-110547558477681955?l=im2qt4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/929499/pic-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10093931.post-110555722487352904</id><published>2005-01-05T06:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T03:17:49.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who are you inside?</title><content type='html'>brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/Who%20are%20you%20inside%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%20(LOTS%20OF%20RESULTS)girls%20only/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1100553765_rballerina.jpg" border="0" alt="water ballerina"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a water girl.  You are flexable and very nice.  &lt;br /&gt;You are quiet so people who don't know you thnk you are weird or just mean and high and mighty like.  &lt;br /&gt;You aren't though.  You like to have a good time and you also just like to relax and just enjoy the stars.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10093931-110555722487352904?l=im2qt4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/feeds/110555722487352904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10093931&amp;postID=110555722487352904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110555722487352904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110555722487352904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/2005/01/who-are-you-inside.html' title='who are you inside?'/><author><name>bambi c. j. dimaala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11466587620158001291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/929499/pic-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10093931.post-110555863609304333</id><published>2005-01-03T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T03:41:16.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>what did i do wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm not doing anything wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro nga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's just misinterpretation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalo na ng tatay ko...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i'm with my boyfriend at my ministry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i have to sacrifice my ministry just to stay away from him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides, i'm not into my ministry because of him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay ba namin noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did not even use my ministry para lagi kaming magkasama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immature thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masama ba yon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sana di na lang ako umamin...&lt;br /&gt;sana di na lang ako nagpakatotoo...&lt;br /&gt;sana nagtago na lang ako...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ano bang ikinakatakot nila, yung mangyari ang nangyayari sa mga kabataan ngayon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEELLEERR?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do they think of me, ganon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already grew up serving the Lord&lt;br /&gt;i'm already into His ministry&lt;br /&gt;do they think makakagawa pa ako ng ganon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iniisip ko pa lang, natatakot na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro natatakot sila dahil tatahi-tahimik ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tahimik nga akong tao,&lt;br /&gt;but once i spoke up i'm making sure na totoo ang sinasabi ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya nga umamin ako eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mahal ko sila,&lt;br /&gt;lalo na ang tatay ko,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya sinabi ko na ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ina-assure ko silang hindi ako mapapahamak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaya sinasabi ko na ang totoo kung anong ginagawa ko,&lt;br /&gt;sinasabi ko ang totoo kung nasaan ako,&lt;br /&gt;sinasabi ko ang totoo kung sinong kasama ko,&lt;br /&gt;sinasabi ko ang totoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siguro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honesty is not the best policy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10093931-110555863609304333?l=im2qt4u.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/feeds/110555863609304333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10093931&amp;postID=110555863609304333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110555863609304333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10093931/posts/default/110555863609304333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im2qt4u.blogspot.com/2005/01/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>bambi c. j. dimaala</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11466587620158001291</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2005-1/929499/pic-cropped.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10093931.post-110581820360627243</id><published>2004-12-29T02:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T03:43:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>year-end survey</title><content type='html'>1. What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; had a boyfriend....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; i never make resolutions... ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; none.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; di naman kami close ni FPJ... buti na lang at wala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; none. dito lang sa pinas&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2005 that you lacked in 2004?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; la naman... sana mas maganda ang 2005&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; january 1 / september 1 is my 18th b-day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; i'm into music ministry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; i lost my scholarship... pero di ko naman dinibdib yon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; never... healthy ata to!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; best siguro ung mga accounting books...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; aketch!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; hmmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; pagkain... and my account&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; staring at my crush sa school! haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2004?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; mga novelty songs (nauso eh!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you: happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; sadder siguro... andami kasing nangyaring di maganda eh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; study... scholar pa sana ako ngayon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; for next year? the usual way siguro... with my family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2004?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; ngek! taon-taon na lang ata eh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; helleeer??? one week sana! (jokejokejoke!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; opm myx...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; tapos na po yon, puwede ba?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; best siguro yung mga accounting books...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; mmm... nag-improve na raw boses ko!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; my 18th birthday celebration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; ok lang kahit ano....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; overnight swimming with my churchmates at my 18th birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; c lord po...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2004?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; pa-girl!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; exams! exams! exams!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; c way kurat...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; marami! isa siguro is fpj's death... hay!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; everybody!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; marami...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-----&gt; only god knows what's best for you...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. 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