<?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-8384529</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:16:08.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>maya</title><subtitle type='html'>just one of my blogs</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-149523105864873713</id><published>2008-02-13T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T01:01:50.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentine's day! now take the quiz too. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg=""  align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Five Variable Love Profile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td &gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/thefivevariablelovetest/love.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Propensity for Monogamy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your propensity for monogamy is high.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted and loyal to one person.&lt;br /&gt;And in return, you expect the same from who you love.&lt;br /&gt;Any sign of straying, and you'll end things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experience Level:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your experience level is high.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved, lost, and loved again.&lt;br /&gt;You have had a wide range of love experiences.&lt;br /&gt;And when the real thing comes along, you know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominance is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be the one with more power.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't a total control freak in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;But of course you don't mind getting you way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynicism:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cynicism is medium.&lt;br /&gt;You'd like to believe in true and everlasting love...&lt;br /&gt;But you've definitely been burned enough to know better.&lt;br /&gt;You're still an optimist, but you also are a realist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independence:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your independence is low.&lt;br /&gt;This doesn't mean you're dependent in relationships..&lt;br /&gt;It does mean that you don't have any problem sharing your life.&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, the best part of being in love is being together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/thefivevariablelovetest/"&gt;The Five Variable Love Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-149523105864873713?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/149523105864873713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/149523105864873713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day-now-take-quiz-too.html' title='happy valentine&apos;s day! now take the quiz too. :)'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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-8384529.post-112529189120785052</id><published>2005-08-28T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:04:51.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's another monday</title><content type='html'>well, another monday is here.. now i have requested a day off.. unfortunately, i have realized that i don't all the workload be done tomorrow, tuesday, which is a high-call volume day. damn.&lt;br /&gt;so, here i am, working my a$$ off again, rest day, probably 3 hrs OT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sundays are really perfect for me.. got to cook lasagne and hon visited me. he brought some crema. dad surprised us with a black forest cake and mom made leche flan last saturday. so, it's such a sweet sunday! :) calorie day for us. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;felt a bit upset when he was about to leave na coz i wont be seeing him again for another week. :( hay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, saturday, picked up hon, then we went to metro walk with hon and ate at cravings. had some fun and then went to megamall, had late dinner too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-112529189120785052?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/112529189120785052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/112529189120785052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-another-monday.html' title='it&apos;s another monday'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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-8384529.post-110795653944230328</id><published>2005-02-09T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:42:19.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lot of questions women cant answer</title><content type='html'>le ploghost is still down. tried to send them an email this morning, no reply.&lt;br /&gt;tried twice, thrice...those messages then bounced back to me. hmm... now i'm getting all too paranoid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some girl talk over coffee with toni and kat.. hmm.. we were able to talk about a lot of things, mainly crushes, some experiences with exes and some men-bashing. &lt;br /&gt;some questions and comparisons were made between the male and the female species. (disclaimer: these are three women's point of view. comments, suggestions, reactions are gladly welcome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-guys don't treat a relationship seriously as how girls do.&lt;br /&gt;-after a breakup, a guy can move on pretty easily and can get another girlfriend after a couple of months. women find it difficult to move on or find another guy.&lt;br /&gt;-when a guy likes a girl, they can get that girl. if a girl likes a guy, there's a double-standard. it's difficult for the girl to have that guy she's eyeing.&lt;br /&gt;-when something bad happens in a relationship, guys just walk out as if nothing happened. women dwell on it until everything's ok.&lt;br /&gt;-why are guys so unaffected when they do something wrong to a woman? &lt;br /&gt;-guys are numb, women are sensitive. there's nothing in-between.&lt;br /&gt;-do guys talk about their love lives like women do (or just like how the three of us discussed some stuff over coffee)?&lt;br /&gt;-when guys get together, do they really talk about porn, cars and hot chicks they see around. do they also talk about their girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hay, so many questions left unanswered... guys, care to answer those questions for us? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110795653944230328?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110795653944230328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110795653944230328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110795653944230328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110795653944230328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/02/lot-of-questions-women-cant-answer.html' title='a lot of questions women cant answer'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110795646569173385</id><published>2005-02-09T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:41:05.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUCKERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>got two more here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A- Age&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. B - best asset &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; what??? my ASS-et?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. C - Career &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; should be teaching.. but i ended up in a call center (would you still call this a "career"? it's just a job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. D - Drink or smoke&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; drink alcohol, caffeine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. E - Easiest person/s to talk to &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; bakemono, knought, cathee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. F - Food that you could never eat&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; okra, ampalaya, some animals others consider "food" (dogs, goats, some reptiles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms - &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;gummy worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. H - Hobbies &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; food trip, painting, sketching, radio tripping, collecting male body parts, coffin-making, transforming myself into a succubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I - In-love? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; how i wish! damn, here i go again.. in love with the feeling of being in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. J - Junk food you like&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; popcorn, planters cheez balls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. K - Kids &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  none yet but i'd like to have 2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. L - Longest drive ever &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  QC-makati-Enchanted Kingdom (laguna)-bicutan-mandaluyong-QC... and that was just 2 weeks after i've learned to drive alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. M-My favorite sport &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; swimming in shallow waters hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. N - Number of siblings&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  1 - my bro benj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. O - One wish you have? &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  to live happily ever after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. P - Phobias&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  clowns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Q - Favourite Quote&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  time will tell (got it from a UP Toki jeep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. R - Reason to smile&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  a nice sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. S - Song you sang last &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  "love song" -311&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. T - time you woke up &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  3:30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. U - Unknown fact about u -&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  i'm ovulating right now. i am in heat. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. V - Vegetable/fruit you love - &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  lettuce / mangoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. W - Worst habit &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  procrastinating, being lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. X - X-rays you've had &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  i dunno.. more than 3 coz since i started working, we've been having some annual physical exams &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Y - Yummy food/s &lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  chocolates! anything with hazelnut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Z - Zodiac sign&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;  Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message: : POPULARLY KNOWN AS?&lt;br /&gt;***Maya, Des, Kulot, Mai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGE?&lt;br /&gt;*** 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;*** 14 June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S YOUR SIGN?&lt;br /&gt;*** Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u hav a name for your barkada?&lt;br /&gt;*** swooshsters (chat, 1996) nothing right now.. any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is/are your prettiest friend(s) in ur friends?&lt;br /&gt;*** (who are the prettiest among your friends?) knought and cathee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your cutest friend na GUY?&lt;br /&gt;*** si bespren bakemono!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant live without&lt;br /&gt;*** sex, food and water... how many times do i have to answer this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice noise (music)?&lt;br /&gt;*** alternative, goth, techno, trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food trip?&lt;br /&gt;*** chocolates (*urp*), sisig!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy female/male?&lt;br /&gt;*** antonio sabato Jr., Santiago Montero.. bodies to drool for!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of girlfriend/boyfriend are you?&lt;br /&gt;*** hmmm.. i'd tie him up to the bedpost, spank him hard until welts appear then do some sweet stuff to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will make you fall for a guy/girL?&lt;br /&gt;*** sweetness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn-offs?&lt;br /&gt;*** un-smart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u had a million bucks, what would you spend it on?&lt;br /&gt;*** a swimming pool or just a jacuzzi hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest time you've ever spent on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;**** 8 hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get tired of it?&lt;br /&gt;***yeah.. we just slept while we're on the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing you try to do everyday?&lt;br /&gt;*** Wake, eat, work, break, work, play, sleep then wake&lt;br /&gt;Break, work sleep, wake, eat, work on   (steriogram's "go")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite soundtrack?&lt;br /&gt;*** dead like me unofficial soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night out or Night in?&lt;br /&gt;*** night in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats scarier? ghosts or aliens?&lt;br /&gt;*** aliens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish this sentence: If i could be anyone in the world for a day, i'd be?&lt;br /&gt;*** a guy porn star &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AnOng pinagggwa mO?&lt;br /&gt;last birthday:&lt;br /&gt;*** had a party at home with my cousins and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday : &lt;br /&gt;*** got my driver's license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend:&lt;br /&gt;*** worked in the office.. sucks noh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last x-mas:&lt;br /&gt;*** had a party with my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year's:&lt;br /&gt;*** nagpaputok (yeah.. i know how to light firecrackers!!! wooohooo!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halloween:&lt;br /&gt;*** i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day:&lt;br /&gt;*** had a bbq party at knought's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing you ate:&lt;br /&gt;*** caramel cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing you drank:&lt;br /&gt;*** huwater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thing you wore:&lt;br /&gt;*** these nighties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;place you went:&lt;br /&gt;*** glorietta4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person you saw:&lt;br /&gt;*** my mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person you talked to:&lt;br /&gt;*** mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMed:&lt;br /&gt;*** bakemono.. ranting about asylum being down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song you heard:&lt;br /&gt;*** the used "all that i've got"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right this VERY SECOND&lt;br /&gt;what are you eating:&lt;br /&gt;*** nothin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you drinking:&lt;br /&gt;** none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you wearing:&lt;br /&gt;** nighties nga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any shoes on:&lt;br /&gt;*** none.. barefoot... i'm in my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to:&lt;br /&gt;*** cradle of filth "nymphetamine overdose"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to anyone:&lt;br /&gt;***  myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;are you a vegetarian:&lt;br /&gt;*** nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a bitch:&lt;br /&gt;*** sometimes and i love being one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you artistic:&lt;br /&gt;*** sometimes.. i'm a frustrated artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you write poetry:&lt;br /&gt;*** used to.. if i'm inspired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you a fast runner&lt;br /&gt;*** hell no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you ski:&lt;br /&gt;*** i havent tried it yet&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;did you ever give barbie a haircut:&lt;br /&gt;*** i think so.. i hated her hair for being all tangled up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are u naughty?&lt;br /&gt;*** oh yeaaaah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you short:&lt;br /&gt;*** if i'd be a guy, would you think i am short??? nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you tall:&lt;br /&gt;*** not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you own a hot pink shirt:&lt;br /&gt;*** eh? no way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about orange pants:&lt;br /&gt;*** eeeeeeewww! go ahead and pair it off with a neon green top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you evil:&lt;br /&gt;*** 51%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment:&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;br /&gt;again, i'm a sucker for these quizzes. damn! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110795646569173385?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110795646569173385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110795646569173385&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110795646569173385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110795646569173385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/02/suckerrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='SUCKERRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110792221058257695</id><published>2005-02-09T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:28:53.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asylum down</title><content type='html'>damn, asylum's down... ploghost is down.. can't blog much.... or probably i'm not that comfy in blogging here. i miss the asylum.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had difficulties sleeping last night.. slept 10am (yeah, knought was surprised coz i bid her goodbye earlier than usual) but i got up twice or thrice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messenger was also down around 2am, i think.. that sucked even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shallow me got an early v-day gift.. a big bar of chocolate!!! it's from cathee's mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toni, kat and i will probably meet up for coffee after our shift.. talk about life, love... some girl talk. wish knought's with us but most probably she doesn't have something to rant about her love life coz she's happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110792221058257695?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110792221058257695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110792221058257695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110792221058257695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110792221058257695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/02/asylum-down.html' title='asylum down'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110708093855904967</id><published>2005-01-30T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:18:07.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>layers</title><content type='html'>LAYER 0NE: 0N THE 0UTSIDE&lt;br /&gt;Name: maya&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: 061480&lt;br /&gt;Current location: qc&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TW0: 0N THE INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: clowns, not being able to bear a child&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: 4-cheese pizza with pepperoni (YC! tnx to my bro)&lt;br /&gt;Goal you'd like to achieve: establish my own identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER THREE: YESTERDAY, T0DAY,&lt;br /&gt;T0M0RR0W&lt;br /&gt;Your most overused phrase: "nu ba?" "baliw" "lokarets"&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical features: lips.. *toot* and *toot*&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: 2AM&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memories: childhood games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER F0UR: Y0UR PICK&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: coke&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: McD's&lt;br /&gt;single or group dates: a date with a single guy&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike: naykee&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: lipton, red earth&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: both have caffeine and sugah.. as long as they can keep me alive and kickin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER FIVE: D0 Y0U/ARE Y0U&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: nope&lt;br /&gt;Single: yeah :(&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush: yep.. crush mode turned to *high*&lt;br /&gt;Think you're in love: infatuated&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: yeah... felt terrible in EK&lt;br /&gt;Think you're attractive: in a way.. yeah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: hell no.. i love food... damn diet plans.. let's pig out!&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: yep yep&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: not really, hate the rain too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SIX: IN THE PAST M0NTH&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol: yep... drank alone last week&lt;br /&gt;Gone on a date: yep&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: nope&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of oreos: nope&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi: nope&lt;br /&gt;skating: nah&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER SEVEN: HAVE Y0U EVER&lt;br /&gt;Played a game that required&lt;br /&gt;removal of clothing: yep... back in high school&lt;br /&gt;Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: yeaH... i peed in a trash can coz the washroom door was locked... good thing i didnt think of peeing in the grass&lt;br /&gt;Been caught: caught what???&lt;br /&gt;Gotten beaten up: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER EIGHT: GETTING 0LDER&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: before 29&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: sleep or old age&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to visit: africa.. seychelles!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER NINE: IN A GAL/GUY&lt;br /&gt;Best eye color?: brown&lt;br /&gt;Best hair color?: black &lt;br /&gt;height: 5'6" - 6'2"&lt;br /&gt;Best first date location: breakfast@antonio's!&lt;br /&gt;First kiss location: under the stars in a cold summer night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER TEN: IN THE NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;Number of people I could trust with my Life: ... &lt;br /&gt;around 8-10&lt;br /&gt;Number of CD's I own: dunno... &lt;br /&gt;Number of piercings: 2 (1 on each ear)&lt;br /&gt;Number of ex boy/girlfriends: 1 serious, 2 insignificant ones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110708093855904967?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110708093855904967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110708093855904967&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110708093855904967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110708093855904967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/01/layers.html' title='layers'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110707946400014159</id><published>2005-01-30T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T05:48:37.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end is the beginning is the end</title><content type='html'>got this one from jomi in friendster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I can't live without ______&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sex, water &amp; food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If only I could ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; fly like birds... be a vampire... read people's minds... see what the future holds for every person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't want to be ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; late for work ever again.. be absent from work... old and without a lifetime partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to meet ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; prince william... and take a picture of him and kiss him and hug him and pinch his butt and... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want to be ____&lt;br /&gt;&gt; able to learn how to play the violin... i wanna be a very rich bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to eat ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ice cream, lots of chocolates... and never get fat at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I miss my _________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; crush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I dream about ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I want to get ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; wasted tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm planning to have________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a couple of babies from different men.. bwahhaha kiddin   my own business... my own savings account (for the nth time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I want to change my________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; figure.. my habits of being too lazy... habit of being an impulsive shopper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I want to quit________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I love my__________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; friends, family, chichi, my car, my computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I hate _________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I'm proud to be ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a graduate of UP and a professional teacher (who doesnt practice the profession)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I'm NOT regretting ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my past experiences in love. those are lessons learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Tomorrow I'm going to _________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; bum around, get drunk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I'm excited about ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; traveling this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I'm happy because __________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; orgasms exist. i am also happy because i have my best friends to rant to/rant with... i have a normal life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I'm sad because ________&lt;br /&gt;&gt; i miss a couple of friends who are far, far away.... also sad because crab mentality and politics in the office exist.... sad coz i dont have a special someone right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110707946400014159?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110707946400014159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110707946400014159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110707946400014159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110707946400014159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/01/end-is-beginning-is-end.html' title='the end is the beginning is the end'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110707742331259244</id><published>2005-01-30T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T01:30:23.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wondering...</title><content type='html'>got this one from &lt;a href="http://alvic.blogspot.com"&gt;alvic's blog&lt;/a&gt; and it just struck me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever noticed&lt;br /&gt;that the worst way&lt;br /&gt;to miss someone&lt;br /&gt;is when they are&lt;br /&gt;right beside you&lt;br /&gt;and yet you&lt;br /&gt;can never have them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…when the moment&lt;br /&gt;you can’t feel them&lt;br /&gt;under you fingertips&lt;br /&gt;you miss them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered&lt;br /&gt;which hurts the most:&lt;br /&gt;saying something and wishing&lt;br /&gt;you had not, or&lt;br /&gt;saying nothing and wishing&lt;br /&gt;you had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most important things&lt;br /&gt;are the hardest ones to say.&lt;br /&gt;They are the things&lt;br /&gt;you get ashamed of&lt;br /&gt;because words diminish them.&lt;br /&gt;Words shrink things&lt;br /&gt;that seemed timeless&lt;br /&gt;when they were in your head-&lt;br /&gt;to no more than living size&lt;br /&gt;when they are brought out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever decided&lt;br /&gt;not to become a couple&lt;br /&gt;because you were&lt;br /&gt;so afraid of losing&lt;br /&gt;what you already had&lt;br /&gt;with that person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your heart decides&lt;br /&gt;who it likes&lt;br /&gt;and who it doesn’t.&lt;br /&gt;You can’t tell you heart&lt;br /&gt;what to do.&lt;br /&gt;It does it on its own…&lt;br /&gt;when you least suspect it,&lt;br /&gt;or even when&lt;br /&gt;you don’t want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;to love someone&lt;br /&gt;with everything you had,&lt;br /&gt;but that other person&lt;br /&gt;was too afraid to let you?&lt;br /&gt;Too many of us stay walled&lt;br /&gt;because we are too afraid&lt;br /&gt;to care too much…&lt;br /&gt;for fear that the other person&lt;br /&gt;does not care as much,&lt;br /&gt;or at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone&lt;br /&gt;and they had absolutely&lt;br /&gt;no idea whatsoever?&lt;br /&gt;Or fell for your best friend&lt;br /&gt;in the entire world,&lt;br /&gt;and then sat around&lt;br /&gt;and watched him fall&lt;br /&gt;for someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever denied your&lt;br /&gt;feelings for someone&lt;br /&gt;because your fear of rejection&lt;br /&gt;was too hard to handle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tell lies when we are afraid…&lt;br /&gt;afraid of what we don’t know,&lt;br /&gt;afraid of what others will think,&lt;br /&gt;afraid of what will be found out&lt;br /&gt;about us.&lt;br /&gt;But everytime we tell a lie…&lt;br /&gt;the thing we fear grows stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is all about risks&lt;br /&gt;and it requires you to jump.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be a person&lt;br /&gt;who has to look back&lt;br /&gt;and wonder what they would have&lt;br /&gt;achieved if they just weren’t&lt;br /&gt;too afraid to try.&lt;br /&gt;Live your days as if&lt;br /&gt;they were your last…&lt;br /&gt;experience everything.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh and smile, and cry and learn…&lt;br /&gt;...dance like nobody’s watching&lt;br /&gt;and love like it’s never gonna hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110707742331259244?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110707742331259244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110707742331259244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110707742331259244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110707742331259244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2005/01/wondering.html' title='wondering...'/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110707856926534709</id><published>2005-01-30T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T01:49:29.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another one of those question and answer thingee</title><content type='html'>i don't wanna flood friendster nor asylum.. so i'm gonna dump all these here.. this one's from  belle :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 MINUTE AGO: I was pasting the other post.. the one prior to this one.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 HOUR AGO: I was cleaning my room.. it was full of trash.. it's still full of trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 DAY AGO: I was ranting at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 WEEK AGO: I was still in the office.. probably wanting to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 YEAR AGO: hmm... ranting with work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 YEAR FROM NOW: I'll still be the same maya everyone used to know... slimmer... more successful.. argh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 WEEK FROM NOW: i'll be heading to the mall after a workshit on a sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 DAY FROM NOW: still bumming around the house, probably vacuuming my car.. still my rest day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 HOUR FROM NOW: still listening to some music while cleaning the mess in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 MINUTE FROM NOW: still answering this stupid quiz... my brain's working soooooooo slow... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE: a few people.. my best friends, family, relatives, chichi. i love ranting. i love dwelling on what i feel. i love being in love. i love hazelnuts. i love chocolates. i love the beach. i love myself. i love music. i love vodka ice. i love my car TaBY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: being used. i hate plastic ppl. i hate social climbers and pa-sosy girls. i hate myself for being lazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEAR: growing old alone, not being able to bear my own child, death or a loved one, mumu's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE: i'd find that special someone, soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL: a little bit tired. i feel drained. i feel an orgasm coming.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LEARNT: not to expect anything to happen or anything in return when you feel something towards a person, else, it will hurt like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: a man!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK: i am too lazy. i dont have any goals in life. i am infatuated with someone and he doesnt know it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DREAM: of living a happy life, with a happy family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT: a boyfriend, a long vacation, lots of money, all good stuff for my car!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110707856926534709?l=mayapot.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-8384529.post-110434017487842935</id><published>2004-12-29T09:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T09:09:34.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finishd dinner by candlelight. Power outage here is tolerable. Still cold despite having no lights. Tried to get myself drunk with some red wine with my aunts and uncle. Tried to play billiards with my 8-year old cousin. Hehehe will be going home with my mom tomorrow evening by bus. Back to reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110434017487842935?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110434017487842935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110434017487842935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110434017487842935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110434017487842935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-finishd-dinner-by-candlelight.html' title=''/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-110421734414434929</id><published>2004-12-27T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T23:02:24.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stuck in traffic here in urdaneta,pangasinan on our way to la union for some swimming..then to baguio,baby! Damn malls. Spent the night at my aunt's house in san fernando,pampanga. My colds got worse yesterday and developed into some post of cough. After they made me drink some syrup which tasted and looked like slime.. Felt so much better. I woke up to find out it was expired. Hehehe just sleeping the whole trip. Pictures soon when i upload them in my pc at home. Might meet up with jinggoy later or tomorrow in baguio..tummy's aching..might have my freaking period soon. Damn.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-110421734414434929?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/110421734414434929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=110421734414434929&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110421734414434929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/110421734414434929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2004/12/stuck-in-traffic-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-109860907414658431</id><published>2004-10-24T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T02:11:14.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>email</title><content type='html'> &lt;DIV&gt;&lt;SPAN class=576371009-24102004&gt;&lt;FONT face=Arial size=2&gt;and i'm using my  email to blog. hope this wont suck!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-109860907414658431?l=mayapot.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-8384529.post-109860902728560549</id><published>2004-10-24T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T02:10:27.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> &lt;DIV&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-109860902728560549?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/feeds/109860902728560549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8384529&amp;postID=109860902728560549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/109860902728560549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8384529/posts/default/109860902728560549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mayapot.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Maya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13980313519549083442</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8384529.post-109590293473277413</id><published>2004-09-22T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T18:28:54.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the other asylum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://asylum.ploghost.com/blog"&gt;the asylum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8384529-109590293473277413?l=mayapot.blogspot.com' alt='' 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