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    <title>kuro-kuro-ko</title>
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    <lastBuildDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 22:30:00 PDT</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
    <category>Television</category>
    <category>Movies</category>
    <category>Travel</category>
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      <title>goodbye, carlo!</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/47.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 18 Oct 2006 05:18:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>i'm moving out.
still wanna read my angsts, joys, rants and nonsensical thoughts?
basahin ang mga bagong kurokuroko.</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=47</comments>
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      <title>lapit na ako mainis</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/46.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 03:07:09 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>putek na blogdrive ito.ano ba problema at nagkakanda-letse-letse ang pag-access sa mga blogs? hindi naa-update iyung mga entries. aarrgh.lapit na ko lumipat. as in.</description>
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      <title>how was your weekend?</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/45.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 00:13:59 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>mine was full of ambivalence.
and i don't want to explain why.
okay, maybe just a little.
went out with a friend (details won't be discussed, sorry) and i went home after. 
i was either happy or sad with the gimik, feeling neither good nor bad.
ambivalent.
that's the perfect word to describe how i felt.
hay, Lord. that was a moronic (dunno if there's such a word, but that's how i want to describe this &amp;gt;) experience. </description>
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      <title>three years ago</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/44.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 14 Oct 2006 11:58:47 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>sa isang kapihan sa morato na nalugi at nagsara, kasama ang ilang mga kasamahan sa trabaho, napag-usapan namin ang tungkol sa relihiyon at pananampalataya. at naalala ko, ito ang sinabi ko noon:
&quot;meron akong faith na mahirap matanggal, na feeling ko kahit anupaman ang mangyari, mananatili siya sa akin.&quot;
ngayon, mahigit tatlong taon na ang lumipas, ito na ang tanong ko sa sarili ko: &quot;may pananampalataya pa ba ako?&quot;
ang tagal ng panahon na nagkaroon ako ng relasyon sa Diyos. Makailang beses ko na rin siya itinatwa. Mabilis pa sa alas kuwatro ang pagsambit ko ng &quot;wala na akong Diyos&quot; sa... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=44</comments>
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      <title>ang sarap, ang saya, ang hirap</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/43.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 12:35:12 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>ang sarap ng may trabaho. 
dahil alam mong tuwing kinsenas, may aasahan kang pera na magagamit mo para sa mga luho mo sa buhay. may mahuhugot ka sa bulsa mo kapag nadaan ka sa mall, tapos may bigla kang gustong bilhing bagay.
lalong mas masarap ang may trabaho kung nakakaraket ka pa bukod sa regular mong trabaho. sa industriya na kinabibilangan ko, heto ang motto: 
&quot;raket lang ng raket hangga't nakatayo.&quot;
eh kasi nga naman, hiwalay na TF iyun sa buwanang suweldo mo. o di ba ang saya? 
pero siyempre, bago mo matikman ang saya, eh dadaan ka muna sa hirap. stress, deadlines, sigawan, minsan... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=43</comments>
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      <title>got to move on</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/42.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 09 Oct 2006 06:40:18 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>dan's death still affects me. 
together with the EP of Reporter's Notebook, I went to Funeraria Nacional last Saturday afternoon to visit his wake. dan was still being &quot;prepared&quot; when we arrived, so we decided to help some of the news people in preparing the food and drinks.
the whole experience was surreal. imagine preparing the snacks that will be served on your friend's funeral. we all can't believe he's gone. 
a mass was held for his memory. the whole funeral room was packed with media colleagues, friends, and relatives who were mourning for his sudden death. 
My friend and I decided... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=42</comments>
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      <title>in shock</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/41.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Oct 2006 02:44:03 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>a colleague died this morning. car accident. doctors tried to revive him, but it was already too late.
but he wasn't just an officemate to me. 
he was a friend. 
whenever we see each other in the office, we would joke and kid each other around. we weren't that close. we barely tell each other our personal problems, but to hear  the news of his death was plainly... shocking.
I think we are of the same age. or i'm a bit older. I don't know. I can't remember. my mind is swirling right now to remember the details.
the last time we met, I prodded him to buy me some candies. he did. that was... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=41</comments>
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      <title>ehem, ehem</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/40.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 04 Oct 2006 15:59:49 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>textmates na ulit kami.
 
 
 
(_____________&quot;_____________)
 
 
 
 
^ ngiti ko iyan ngayon.</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=40</comments>
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      <title>isang oxymoron</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/39.html</link>
      <pubDate>Tue, 03 Oct 2006 13:51:17 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>sa tundo...
ang mga may kuntador, walang kuryente. ang mga naka-jumper, may kuryente. ang mga nagbabayad ng kuryente, hindi pinapansin, habang ang mga tumatakas sa responsibilidad, pinapansin.
isang oxymoron.
 
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      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=39</comments>
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      <title>flashback</title>
      <link>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/archive/38.html</link>
      <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 18:22:46 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>ala-una ng madaling araw. matapos ang tatlong araw na walang tulog at pag-eedit ng aking uber-stressful special project with lotsa money involved, nakapahinga na ako sa wakas (ang pahinga sa akin ay magkaroon ng at least (take note, AT LEAST, limang oras na tulog).
pero bago ako matulog ngayon, binuksan ko muna at tinignan ang email ko...at ito ang bumulaga sa akin: 
&quot;new friendster request from *****.&quot;
pagkakita ko pa lang sa pangalan niya, biglang kumabog ang dibdib ko. animo'y dinala ako pabalik apat na taon na ang nakararaan sa aking buhay. naalala ko nung nagpunta kami ng sm manila,... (more)</description>
      <comments>http://kurokuroko.blogdrive.com/comments?id=38</comments>
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