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&lt;/html&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-9183769</id><published>2002-01-29T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T21:56:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Listening to: Ataris- I.O.U one galaxy&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;"I.O.U. One Galaxy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars are out tonight&lt;br /&gt;and you're the brightest one shining in my sky.&lt;br /&gt;it's like every wish I ever made came true.&lt;br /&gt;the day I woke up lying next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you be my best friend&lt;br /&gt;if I offer you my heart?&lt;br /&gt;'cause it's already yours.&lt;br /&gt;we could hang out every night&lt;br /&gt;and watch the sun go down.&lt;br /&gt;as long as we could watch it rise again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave me a valentine.&lt;br /&gt;it's these little things that stand the test of time.&lt;br /&gt;I've saved the tickets from the shows that we've been to.&lt;br /&gt;and a thousand other memories of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave you this i.o.u. today.&lt;br /&gt;it said good for one galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;once I build my rocket to the stars.&lt;br /&gt;we'll fly away just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i love this song.. it says so much in so little. You know what i mean? Just read the words... its so sweet. It clearly seems like the author of this song is deeply in love. &lt;b&gt;"The stars are out tonight and you're the brightest one shining in my sky.."&lt;/b&gt; two lovers underneath the clear night time sky. The he seems to be professing his love to his fiance. He believes that she is the greatest, a entity uncomparable to others. Close your eyes.. can you see it? &lt;i&gt; I see my Aileen.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"..its like every wish i ever made came true.. the day i woke up lying next to you..." &lt;/b&gt;All his dreams.. fantasies... and wishes have come true. A woman who holds such power and greatness to make every thing a man wants reality, is someone to truly cherish and take care of. &lt;i&gt; Aileen, i will take care of you. I will give you what you want, when you want. If you need ice cream at night, i will drive to the nearest Cold Stone and get you some Vanilla with Cookie Dough. If you need a massage after a long days work.. i will be there... i will do everything..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...will you be my best friend if I offer you my heart? 'Cause it's already yours..."&lt;/b&gt; He has given her his everything... he poured his soul and heart into her hands and hopes that she will tend his heart and  Also notice that he used 'best friend' instead of 'girlfriend'.... He cherishes friendship over all. The bond between two best friends is unbreakable. He wants her friendship more than anything. It is the base of all relationships. One must have a strong foundation in order to survive. &lt;i&gt; Aileen, my best friend.. everything i know.. you know. I cant explain this bond that we have.. its so *geez whats the word...a combination of mystical and extraordinary*.. we think the same things, we speak the same way... we like the same things&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;b&gt;"...we could hang out every night and watch the sun go down, as long as we could watch it rise again..." &lt;/b&gt; Everything is shared.. he wants to spend every day with her. Not one single moment will he leave her side. &lt;i&gt;Aileen, emotions.. nothing is left hidden. I can tell you everything and you will listen.. i can share my most inner thoughts and feelings and you are here for me and likewise you can do the same. Im always here for you and i will never leave your side.. weve been through so much in these past 5... accomplsihed more than any "normal" couple can ever say theve done... i look beyond us presently and i see a wonderful life ...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...gave me a valentine, it's these little things that stand the test of time..."&lt;/b&gt; She has also given him her love, as he gave her, his. Although he has given her his everything, time will still be the deciding factor upon what path their lives together will take. &lt;i&gt; Aileen we have time by our sides... it will be our test.. God's test for us.. and i know we are going to make it. We have the love.. we have the strength.. we have each other..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...I've saved the tickets from the shows that we've been to and a thousand other memories of you..."&lt;/b&gt; She has given him a part of her to treasure and he cherishes it .. keeps it safe. I can see him look the object, wether it be physical  or emotional, it is something he holds dear and will never let it fade away. The tickets from the shows may be representational of the times that they have been together. The thought.. or the feelings that they have both encountered while they were together. His heart constantly reminds him that he has someone so special. &lt;i&gt; Aileen, i cherish everything that you've done for me.. everything that we've done for each other. All the times weve been together were more than magical. I try to tell myself how i feel, every time, but the words will never come out. Its so indescribable..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;"... gave you this i.o.u. today, it said good for one galaxy..."&lt;/b&gt; Although he has given her manythings... he wants to give her more. The sky.. the moon.. the stars.. everything shall be hers.. he loves her truly. I can see this as a sort of proposal. &lt;i&gt;Aileen, we have our future together. Mahal.. i gave you all of me.. all of my existance lies within your hands. I have given you my heart.. and it is yours forever.. ((11.23.01))((7.27.03))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"...once I build my rocket to the stars, we'll fly away... just you and me."&lt;/b&gt; The only thing that matters in existance is their love for each other.. and everything they have. He will work hard to see their future.. do anything and everything to make life perfect. Once everything is set.. they can be together forever..&lt;i&gt; Aileen, I will never let you go. Soon it will be our time.. we will fly....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whelp there is my little explication of &lt;font size =3&gt;The Ataris' -I.O.U. one galaxy&lt;/font&gt;. I hope you like it. The song is as great as the words are and i highly suggest that you get the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aileen i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-9183769?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/9183769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/9183769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9183769' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8942170</id><published>2002-01-22T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-22T12:50:08.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; lisening to: Ginuwine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; My whole life has changed, since you came in, i knew back then. You were that special one, im so in love, so deep in love...." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickometer: 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* there are so many things i want to write... so much has happend since the last blog. The weekend hath broth forth my angel from the distance, and brought her to me. Yet.. through all the events that occured...  My heart doesnt feel the urgee to write about it. In my mind, i feel that i want to. I want to tell all of you how and what happned to me this weekend, and how happy i truly was. But although happiness is througout me, there is something there that i feel is compelling me not to write about it. You know that feeling you get when dont feel like doing anything? Well.. this particular feeling is one from being in extreme happiness then at any instant the happiness quicky fades. Depression? nah couldnt be.. i dont know what depression is.. ive never felt that. So what could it be? I wish i knew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend my 5 month anniversary with my angel. Although it was for only two hours. from 10 to 12 i believe... I was still happy. Me and P chan drove from his house to the Miramar O club where the debu that Aileen and Jenilee( Pchan's girl) would be attending. (Yes i drove HAHAHAHA YESSS!!!! my first Freeway Driving experience, by myself, and it was to go see my baby!) hehe yeah.. as soon as we got there, i caught sight of my angel. oohhh... she looked so beautiful.. words could not express. It felt good to see her  again. The last time i believe was during christmas. She was wearin a reddish dress her hair was down.... *sigh* someone pinch me i must be dreaming.. hehe..  We kicked it at the lounge and talked.. trying to soak in as much of each other, before time split us apart yet once again.  I wasnt invited to the debut but Ai's parents insisted that i go in. The debut was actually over but there was dancing after. I got to slow dance with my angel and semi-dance. what was that? Castosomethin slide? haha that was soooooo coool.. hehe anyways. My parents invited their parents over for lunch the following day. After we said our goodbyes Pchan and I drove back to his house.. where we played an endless night of Magic.. the coolest game on earth! hahahaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we all (Pchan, Butch and I) woke up bright and early because we had to be at my house by 11 am. My fiance and her family were waiting for me as soon as we got to my house. haha my baby, my sister and Adi ( ai's sister)  played Hide the Aileen from andrei. I coulnt find her so i cleverly called her broher's cell phone. Id already seen him and i knew that he wasnt wearing the phone on him. So the next logical thing was that Ai had it. It rang from the cmputer room and i opend the closet ... IM SORRY ANGEL!!!! hehe i kinda open the sliding door on her toe.. *Muah Muah muah* thats for your toe. I called Carla over and then we kicked it here. The guys, and the sisters played Super Monkey ball...the next coolest game since Magic.. hehe.. after eating.. We all Jettisoned to  Plaza Bonita. Our group of Me, Ai, Alexis, Pchan, Carla, Adi, Butch and my sister split apart going our own ways. we walked around the mall.. *another wish come true ammong other things huh?* It feels so good to walk the mall with your other. Frankly im tired of going to the mall by myself, I mean dont get me wrong... going with my Family is great.. but when you have someone who loves you as much as you love them... youd rather be with them. Given the circumstance that my angel is 302 miles away from me, this was an opportunity sent from God. We walked the malls.. with my arm around her shoulder, her arm around my waist. It felt soo wonderful.. a feeling like none other. We walked the whole top floor and decieded to check out the arcade. These three guys were at the ddr. two were playin. We went up to the machine and the third dude was lookin at my baby. he couldnt get her eyes off her, i know, i was starin at him. He saw me and then looked away.. *Thats right effin effer im commin after you! no one looks at my fiance like that! hehe jk* anyways i thought that was interesting. We went downstairs and checked out some stores, Forever twenty one, some lether shop and this one clothes store. We were told to return home at 3:30. I was afraid they were going to leave because i knew that they were going to go to another house. Before we left The mall we took a picture.. it was soo cool.. hehe a machine took our picture and then reproduced it in pencil form. it was so cool.  We went home and prepared for the worst. To our amazement they were there sitting and talking.. we got to spend 3 more hours together. I called Erny and Lito over to meet my future wife.. hehe... Her parents got up and were about to leave, my parents told them to leave the kids here cuz they were having so much fun. And thats what they did. We had so much time together. We all went for Cold Stone.  When i asked "whats a cold stone?" They all looked at me like "drei you are dumb.. how long ave you been living here?" Obviously they didnt say it out loud but i got the point. SOOOO we went out for thegreatest ice cream in the world... I got Strawberry Ice cream with Bannanas, White chocolate and Gummi bears.. It was sooo good.. hehe afterwards we returned home With everybodys ice cream.. and they were still at it playing Super Monkey Ball. After a while they finished and started playing DDR. Although we didnt have two pads. Damn you erny! hehe... anyways.. Yeah her parents came returned at around 11 ish.. and they started talking. OOOHHH PS it was Chris and Jenilee's 3 months HAPPY THREE MONTHS. (sorry had to add that) Just when you could feel something was up, mainly they were about to leave, who comes to save the day? Uncle Ed and Untie Net.. Pchan and Butches parents. The taked and ate again.. hehe Aileen and i Shared a plate.. AFter wards we went to chill in my room. Her dad gave us the thirty minute "filipino" warning. AFter all they still had to drive back up to Oxnard.. three hours away.  AFter the thirty minute warning.. everyone went to my room and P and Me decided to duel in a game of magic. HE won twice.. YOULL  PAY FOR THAT CAPTAIN PLANET! haha.. after we played i layed my head on my baby's lap.. and she rubbed my head (no not that one you sickoes!) We all just chilled in the room talking about whatever.. laughing at whatever.. i didnt even notice.. i was tooo caught up with my angel. It was almot time for them to leave... When time was time... they left at around 2 AM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accomplished so many that day. We shared so many thngs. Happiness and sadness... Tears. Mahal thank you for Sunday. I could not have asked for a more perfect day. There are peole out there in the world that take for granted the happiness that is given to them. Ai and I on the other hand cherish what is given to us. It is something that is more precious than all the gold and jewels in the world. Ai you need not cry, we will see each other soon. When? I cannot answer. WHere? I do not know. What i do know is forever is what we have and as long as we have each other then forever will last.  What is a year wait when forever is forever? I love you Aileen please know that. When you feel sad.. when you get down from seeing all the couples ... look at your left hand.. look at that ring.. remember us. We have what they dont. Not just an engagement ring, but a love that is like none other. Something unique.. something wonderful. I love you Aileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever,&lt;br /&gt;Andrei Navarro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8942170?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8942170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8942170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8942170' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8821165</id><published>2002-01-18T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-18T11:03:25.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;listening to: the sound of keyboards clackin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;quote: clack clack clack clack clickety clack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Tickometer: 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESS Friday again.. i thought it would never come. This week went by rather slow... hmm.. maybe because it was the week after i got back to school.. ANYWAYS... here i am waiting for my Programming in C class to start. I got nothin better to do so im bloggin. Yeah! haha.. i remeber last night that i had the coolest topic to talk about.. but then i forgot. All i knows is that it was something i found rather interesting and thus felt it was nesacarry to write a blog about. A couple of days ago i wanted to write about the TV sitcoms. YOu ever watch them and then out of no where you hear that sound "Aaaawwww... " or "*Applause*HAHAHAHAHAHA.." Ive come to the thinking that those things are just computer genearated and arent taped live.. well except for the greatest show SNL. Cmmon.. just try it. Watch one sitcom... for example, Friends. Use your ear to pick out the distinct laughters of the people. You will start to notice that they all sound the same. Kinda like someone is pushing a button everytime something funny happens. I mean common.. think about it.. sometimes people think some things are funny but others dont right? So how do they know to laugh all at the same time. And if it was a live audience... youll always have some NumNutt laughing or Coughing at a part where no one does right? see.. it makes no sense.. try it.. youll be amazed&lt;br /&gt; Sigh... another weekend.. and yet another party. Today we are going up to my untie belle's house.. You know what? parties are cool.. but frankly im getting tired of going to one week after week.. I just want to see my baby.. id give all the parties in my lifetime to see her. hmm.. well actually im going to see her tomrrow so im happy about that.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.. Tomorrow is my 5 month anniversary with my fiance. *sigh* five months... it seems like weve known each other forever.. and yet five months has past. I love her so much.  She is comming down for a friends Debu. and hoepfully we are goning to spend some time with each other afterwards. hehe... i wonder if shes going to like my presents.. well.. actually they are physical ideas that remind me of her.. The word presents. reminds me of christmas. anyways... mahal if you are there reading this.. i just wanted to say that i love you. &lt;br /&gt;I love you... how could three words mean so much. Lets break that sentence into individual arts shall we? "I" its a possesive term that represents me or yourself. "Love" what is love? I believe its a feeling people get.. indescribable in human terms. "you" the opposite of I. if I am " I" then "you" is the other person you are talking to. "if a picture paints a thousand words then why cant i paint you" ~ Bread. It is said that a picture is worth a thousand words. If a picture of my baby is worth more than a thousand.. how much is she for reality? Even Those words are yet still not enough to describe her. So what combination of words can you say to a woman who means more than life to you&gt;? You could string all the words in the english dictionary to make the sweetest sentence in the universe... but that sentence isnt as powerful, as strong and emotional as those three words that everyone longs to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whelp C Language Class is starting.. ill catch yall later kay???  Lates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i love you Aileen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8821165?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8821165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8821165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8821165' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8749984</id><published>2002-01-16T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-16T08:41:58.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;listening to: Puddle of Mud- Blurry: &lt;br /&gt;quote : &lt;i&gt;"You cold be my someone.. you could be Aileen. know that ill protect you from all of the obscene..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RoadKill tickometer: 1&lt;br /&gt;LoLo... its drei here! WHelp...nothin much been goin on latley. As you see ive started a road kill tickometer. Let me explain that more thoroughly.. Every time i see an animal that has been or was hit..  I will add 1 to the counter. IM starting today and i saw one on my way dropping my sister off to school. Anyways.. School is cool! Its Wednesday right now and ive been to all four of my classes. ONLY 4?? you ask? Yeah. Comp Programming, Electronc Music, Am Hist and Chemistry. SOunds like a huge load doesnt it? Well it is. hehe.. i feel like i going to be overwhelmed.. but its otay.. as long as i have my Aileen everything is going to be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my one and only.. latley ive been tripping over the smallest things. The answers to those small things, i have already. So why am i tripping? I dont know what the hell is wrong with me. I love her so much.. and I know she loves me.. so what is there to worry about right? These little inconsequential things are making me uncomfortable.. and i know that its all a battle i must fight. Jealousy.. GAHHH.. thats wierd word huh? What the heck is jelousy anyway? Evying someone for what thy have that you/I do not? .. if thats the case.. im jealous of Oxnard. For they have the person i long to be with. I miss my angel. I miss the way she smiles, i miss the way she walks, i miss the way she plays with her hair when shes nervous. Everything. But what can i do right? Carla (one of my close friends) and I were talking one night we ate out for dinner.. *ahem* after i looked for some gifts for my baby *ahem* hehe.. Her fiance is in Japan. attending the High School. We all graduated from, Kinnick High. Theyve been together for a while now. The long distance being 2 years almost. Wow huh? During dinner we talked about our angels. I remember what she said " Maybe this is God's way of testing us." I really think so... with two people who were meant to be there must be a test. And if the test is passed then they were truly meant to be. Ive never met anyone like my Aileen.. Our personalities compliment each other.. in every way. We think the same things.. we say the same things at the same time... except for our music styles...( but thats slowly changing... DAMN YOU NSYNC!!! hehe). For everyone in the world, there is someone. I truly believe that my someone Is Aileen. Im not scared to say that it brings me happiness thinking about our future together... Ive dedicated my heart to her.. and she takes care of it everyday. She means the world to me... and more.. Although our distance is great i know we are going to make it. wow... (aileen...right eye... left eye) Through this time of trippingness.. she has never once left my side. I want to thank you Ai.. i know that i thank you every day.. but even that isnt enough. You always console me.. make me feel better when I worry about small things. It comforts me knowing that my soulmate is here, although not physically, by me always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Aileen.. wherever you are.. Take care ama... please come home to me safely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8749984?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8749984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8749984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8749984' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8670868</id><published>2002-01-13T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-13T22:04:08.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;listening to: &lt;I&gt;The Ataris -  I.O.U. One Galaxy: We could hang out every night and watch the sun go down as long as we can watch it rise again…. &lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn’t do much… stayed home, clean, play Final Fantasy 10.. the usual usual.. The highlights of my day has to be the time I spend with my Aileen, weather on the phone or internet. She is stressing  because she has mad homework to do by tomorrow… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you : Aileen… wag kang mag stress… nandito ako. Kailangan mo lang ang gawain ay tanongin ako. Im here for you angel.. you will finish it.. and you will get it done.. and I will be here with you all the way.. alright? Please don’t forget Im here.. if you need anything, anything at all… just ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY WE GOT A MONTERO!!!!.. haha.. at first, when my dad told me over the phone, I was like.. UGH.. freakin montero… but then I looked at it.. and it was hella cool.. yup.. that’s what imma be driving for now. My mom is gonna take my Integ. I love the handle on that bad boy ass well… he is huge… its like.. “getaouta my way or imma run you over” (it has that kinda look, you know?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey I start school tomrrow!!! YAY!!! BAHAHAHA.. I got Electronic Music and Intro to Comp Programming.. I think we gonna be learning C language.. so im happy for that.. hehe I start at 900 and end at 1150 then after that I think im going to run at the trail by my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you aileen…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8670868?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8670868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8670868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8670868' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8620198</id><published>2002-01-11T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-11T21:56:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;listening to:&lt;i&gt; The Calling- Wherever you will go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;quote: "If i could then i would, ill o wherever you will go way up high or down low.. ill go wherever you will go"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was stepping in the shower today a thought occured to me. Everyday, in the shower, i go through the same ritual. Wash, Soap, hair and rinse. You know what i noticed? The most over looked spot to wash. People always say its behind the ears, oh its true its hidden but there is one spot that can be seen that is overlooked as well. The eyebrows. I mean common.. when was the last time you guys took the time to dedicate a part of your shower time masage your brows with Pantene and then contditioner them? It just doesnt happen. see? THen again.. when was the last time someone said .. "hey somethin smells around here.. it must be your eyebrows. Have you washed them latley?" I now have a new appreciation of the hair above my eye. They stop the sweat from getting into your eyes and not to mention prevent you from looking like a distant relative of Whoopie G.  So next time yall are in the shower.. take your eyebrows into consideration. After all they have feeligs too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8620198?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8620198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8620198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8620198' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8577492</id><published>2002-01-10T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-10T13:51:01.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nermind forget that link.. for some reason it messed up my whole thing... so forget it.. hehe ill have the link up at my site later kay? for now you must do it the caveman way... put your cursor and click after this slash / http://lensblognes.blogspot.com / and end before that slash right click the highlighted material then click copy.. What you would do next is right click the on a browser address inputing thin and click paste.. then enter. VOILAA!!! hehe For all yall computer illiterate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8577492?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8577492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8577492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8577492' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8577317</id><published>2002-01-10T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-10T13:45:02.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;listening to: &lt;i&gt;Blink 182 - Dammit&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;quote&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"And its happend once again, ill turn to a friend, someone who understands and sees through the Master plan. But eveybodys gone,and youve been here for to long, to face this on my own, well i guess this is growing up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what i noticed?? Everyday i drive there is roadkill on the ground... hold up hold up.. before you get all grossed out and leave, hear me out. Whereever i go there it is.. whether a bird... a possum.... whatever. They are following me i tells ya. Serious.. come hop into a car with me and youll see. it aint nothin i can help.. i think my Integ has a attractive quality... what the??? Anyways.. yeah.. Im here sitting down typing this blog and waiing for my Ama to come home. You see shes at school right now. no doubt having the time of her life. Muah i miss you Aileen! hehe.. anyways for all yall who wanna check out my baby's blog click this link &lt;a href="http://lensblogness.blogspot.com&gt;My Ama's Blog&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8577317?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8577317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8577317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8577317' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8541521</id><published>2002-01-09T08:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-09T08:25:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Listening to:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt; Final Fanasy X Piano Theme&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya there! haha its me again... WOW! Bloging 8:08 a.m. in the morning... most people would be asleep. Some of you might think im crazy for being up this early during Winter break. Well, I actually have a great reason to be blogging up this morning. During my usual routine of waking my baby up, she answered after the first ring. Mahal sounds so cute when she wakes up in the morning. She told me she was cold and asked me if she could get in her blanket. That she did, before you know it.. she was fast asleep again.. *sigh* She always apologizes for times when she sleeps on the phone... I dont know if she knows it but i love it when that happens. She hardly makes a noise... the silence on the phone, knowing she is sleeping, somehow brings me closer to her. I feel a deep connection between us. There she lies peacefully sleeping. Sometimes i can imagine her curled up into a blanket.. each hand with a handful of blanket.. her right hand holding the phone. She looks so warm... I love you baby.. im looking forward to our future together.... 6.28.2003... I cant wait...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8541521?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8541521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8541521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8541521' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3273299.post-8521535</id><published>2002-01-08T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-08T14:50:20.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm... my first blog.. what to write without being all smart (for the intelectually challenged.. to you carla.. haha JK...) yeah. I didnt do much today.. i woke up at around 1241 because the effin phone kept ringing oh wells.. i should have been up earlier. This morning, like many mornings i woke my baby Aileen up for school. I was with her all morning. *sigh* thanks mahal for last night.. (haha for all yall who dont know we have about 302 miles between us.) Those two stories were wonderful.. Pochahontas and chapter 3 of the second Harry Potter book.. i cant wait till tonight Ama. Whelp today i think we (my dad and I) are going to look for a car for my mom. haha hopefully somethin cool so i can drive it and my mom can have my Integ ..hee hee JK lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3273299-8521535?l=knightsangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8521535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3273299/posts/default/8521535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knightsangel.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8521535' title=''/><author><name>Lens</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11254842735510507299</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
