<?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-1450528854444196179</id><updated>2011-07-28T21:40:16.237+08:00</updated><category term='facebook'/><category term='Loving'/><category term='democracy'/><category term='friendster'/><category term='democary'/><category term='confidence'/><category term='Lobo'/><category term='kenneth'/><category term='New Moon'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='perfspot'/><category term='corazon'/><category term='Beginning'/><category term='Wolf'/><category term='plurk'/><category term='Balloons'/><category term='Love'/><category term='pain'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='president'/><category term='Up'/><category term='corazon aquino'/><category term='handsome'/><category term='social network'/><category term='aquino'/><title type='text'>Kenneth means HANDSOME</title><subtitle type='html'>www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=kenneth: a teenage man with extremely wonderful hair, and with his good looks and great personality, he has every female after him.  
                                                                                                                "You're such a kenneth, always with the ladies."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-8548479176514711997</id><published>2010-03-06T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:09:18.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;JEALOUSY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is not a sign of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;DISTRUST&lt;/span&gt; but of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REMAINDER LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kenzozuǝʞ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-8548479176514711997?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/8548479176514711997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=8548479176514711997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/8548479176514711997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/8548479176514711997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2010/03/jealousy.html' title='Jealousy'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-3813974050579914825</id><published>2009-10-04T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:41:33.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nakaligtaan</title><content type='html'>Napakalaki ko talagang tanga.&lt;br /&gt;Nandyan na pinalipas pa.&lt;br /&gt;Kung saan-saan pa kasi tumitingin.&lt;br /&gt;Ni hindi mo pinapansin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayong malaya ka na.&lt;br /&gt;Nandyan na ulit siya.&lt;br /&gt;Wag ka ng humanap pa.&lt;br /&gt;At pagbigayan mo na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon, kayo na.&lt;br /&gt;Ang tanong. Tama ba?&lt;br /&gt;Oo, at naging masaya ako.&lt;br /&gt;At sana di ako maloko.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-3813974050579914825?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/3813974050579914825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=3813974050579914825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/3813974050579914825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/3813974050579914825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/10/nakaligtaan.html' title='Nakaligtaan'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-2709344972456299704</id><published>2009-08-28T11:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:18:45.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When?</title><content type='html'>When does love ends? and When does it begins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ends...&lt;br /&gt;Not with death, or falling out of love, and even third parties.&lt;br /&gt;It ends when your memory dies in the minds and hearts of your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love begins...&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to accept and regain your confidence. Imperfect yet aspiring for perfection, affected yet affecting optimism to other people, and learning, that everything are made based on your capabilities for sacrificing for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a scholar for love. Even I don't know the answers, but experience taught us this meanings. You might have a different answer and insights on this. So the same question goes to you. When?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-2709344972456299704?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/2709344972456299704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=2709344972456299704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2709344972456299704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2709344972456299704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/when.html' title='When?'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-2305192336670509410</id><published>2009-08-25T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:39:18.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><title type='text'>I am CONFIDENT</title><content type='html'>I thought I could not get along with a bunch of strangers. The same way that strangers will not be able to get along with me. But, that was just a thought, a thought where I've never imagined to break. Hi! and Hello! are simple words so as to say, but not to speak. Breathe in and breathe out, guts are all we need. When all that guts came, I've realized, it's not bad at all. I've been able to make a rapport and made a good impression to a known stranger who've sooner been a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confidence is not directly proportional to physical characteristics but attitude. It's about having composure and belief for yourself exuding with your personality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-2305192336670509410?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/2305192336670509410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=2305192336670509410&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2305192336670509410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2305192336670509410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-confident.html' title='I am CONFIDENT'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-4988749079363407028</id><published>2009-08-17T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:53:34.701+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginning'/><title type='text'>New Beginning</title><content type='html'>Starting anew is not bad at all. You got to learn, experience, and explore new things. You might have left behind things that may be relevant to your life once in a while, but moving forward can result into better things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving doesn't mean forgetting, and beginning doesn't mean restarting. It just meant giving space to discovery, may it be to love, life, knowledge or to a new environment and being able to look back and find contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us begin, find, explore and enjoy life, while cherishing the reminiscence of yesterday. Have a good beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-4988749079363407028?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/4988749079363407028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=4988749079363407028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/4988749079363407028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/4988749079363407028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-beginning.html' title='New Beginning'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-7274991446021503898</id><published>2009-08-15T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:06:11.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>BOB ONG versus JUAN TAMAD: LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...ang pagmamahal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo isisiksik ang sarili mo kung wala ng pwesto para sa'yo. Eh meron namang hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin" -- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bob Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mapuno man ang elevator, sigurado namang babalik ito, at darating ang panahon na makakasakay din ako" -- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Juan Tamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-7274991446021503898?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/7274991446021503898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=7274991446021503898&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/7274991446021503898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/7274991446021503898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/bob-ong-versus-juan-tamad-love.html' title='BOB ONG versus JUAN TAMAD: LOVE'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-4599006850402708197</id><published>2009-08-14T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T22:57:48.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Tagilid</title><content type='html'>Paranoia...&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko alam kung anu-ano pumapasok sa isip ko...&lt;br /&gt;Gulong gulo utak ko...&lt;br /&gt;Tuloy pa ba o tama na?...&lt;br /&gt;Kaya pa ba o give up na?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irony...&lt;br /&gt;I miss u... ???&lt;br /&gt;Pa'no?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redundancy...&lt;br /&gt;This feeling seem recurring...&lt;br /&gt;Numbness will not reach its peak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioning...&lt;br /&gt;Do I still ...?...&lt;br /&gt;Can I still ...?...&lt;br /&gt;Will I still ...?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Just an insight of the confused...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-4599006850402708197?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/4599006850402708197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=4599006850402708197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/4599006850402708197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/4599006850402708197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/tagilid.html' title='Tagilid'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-2142734675267480174</id><published>2009-08-12T10:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:51:44.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>In My Own Opinion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOVING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS GIVING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- More often we say, we have given it all to the person we love and have not left something for us. That's the natural reaction of LOVE giving and not expecting in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  -- It does not consider the quantity, but the quality you've spent in/with the relationship. To its minimum or to its maximum capacity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Surrendering yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Free from jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Filled with trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IS TAKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Law of reciprocity, involuntary reflex of your partner to share what has been shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- An open arm acceptance of love; no pretentions, no second thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Free from pride, taking with humility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Selfish, it does not allow other parties. (LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-2142734675267480174?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/2142734675267480174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=2142734675267480174&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2142734675267480174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2142734675267480174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-my-own-opinion.html' title='In My Own Opinion'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-1154108422251715021</id><published>2009-08-08T08:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:47:48.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling Inlove</title><content type='html'>July 16 - August 8, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so far this would be the longest In-love moment that I have experienced. I would not want it not end and make it last for a lifetime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-1154108422251715021?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/1154108422251715021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=1154108422251715021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/1154108422251715021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/1154108422251715021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/falling-inlove.html' title='Falling Inlove'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-4064853990635819534</id><published>2009-08-04T14:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T17:05:07.693+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handsome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kenneth'/><title type='text'>Kenneth means HANDSOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Kenneth is a chic magnet. He is the nicest straight guy you will ever meet. He is smart and sort of nerdy, but funny and cute at the same time. And of corse, he has awesome hair. Although he can be a butt sometimes, he is still awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look at that Kenneth over there! I envy his hair and chic magnatism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a teenage man with extremely wonderful hair, and with his good looks and great personality, he has every female after him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You're such a kenneth, always with the ladies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="definition"&gt;3.  One of the most amazing guy's you could ever possibly meet... He will really turn your world around. Make you forget all the things you don't want to remember. Make you feel as if you're the only two in the world when you're with him. Kenneth is a guy you can always trust, no matter what. He will always know exactly what to say to make your heart race and make it beat faster and slower at the same time :) Kenneth knows how to have fun and you'll never find yourself bored when youre around him. Pretty much you will fall in love with him the day you look into his Gorgeoussss eyes. Kenneth is a wonderful addition to anyones life and it would be wrong not to meet one because NO joke... Kenneth is the most amazing,sweet and one of the funniest guys you will ever meet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="example"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kenneth is one heckkk of a Kenneth. ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4.  Someone who's so flipping brilliant that they make everyone else around them look like a right ares.   Flipping heck Kenneth you look a proper treat today with your radioactive face and massive hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everyone around you looks like a right ares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=kenneth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-4064853990635819534?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/4064853990635819534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=4064853990635819534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/4064853990635819534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/4064853990635819534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/kenneth-means-handsome.html' title='Kenneth means HANDSOME'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-6603209589972224544</id><published>2009-08-03T12:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:53:17.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Balloons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lobo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Moon'/><title type='text'>Up! and  New Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnZsaO7YCkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0c3oO5tw-c8/s1600-h/new-moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnZsaO7YCkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0c3oO5tw-c8/s200/new-moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365595203998059074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnZsZydsS7I/AAAAAAAAABw/j0tuuXeF3I0/s1600-h/upposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnZsZydsS7I/AAAAAAAAABw/j0tuuXeF3I0/s200/upposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365595196357364658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just realized why I want to watch both movies. Not the simple fact that it is a good movie, but because i found it relevant to my current relationship. It is connected... Hahaha... Just sharing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clue: Wolf and balloons... (LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-6603209589972224544?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/6603209589972224544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=6603209589972224544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/6603209589972224544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/6603209589972224544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/08/up-and-twilight.html' title='Up! and  New Moon'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnZsaO7YCkI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0c3oO5tw-c8/s72-c/new-moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-2550268421429464622</id><published>2009-08-01T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:00:13.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social network'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plurk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='perfspot'/><title type='text'>Internet Addiction</title><content type='html'>Social networks, what are your objectives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIENDSTER &lt;/span&gt;Says: With more than 105 million members worldwide, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Friendster &lt;/span&gt;is a leading global online social network. Friendster&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is focused on helping people stay in touch with friends and discover new people and things that are important to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPizRSnqqI/AAAAAAAAABA/M-900JXUV3w/s1600-h/friendster-logo-gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 54px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPizRSnqqI/AAAAAAAAABA/M-900JXUV3w/s200/friendster-logo-gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364880951571098274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FACEBOOK &lt;/span&gt;Says: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;'s mission is to give people the power to share and make the world more open and connected. Giving people the power to share and make the world more open and connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPizEwsnLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4M9BFlqpX7A/s1600-h/facebook_standard_000.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPizEwsnLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/4M9BFlqpX7A/s200/facebook_standard_000.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364880948207590578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MULTIPLY &lt;/span&gt;Says: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Multiply &lt;/span&gt;combines the fun of social networking with the usefulness of photo printing and photo-management software, making it the ideal home for your most cherished memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPiz_O2hMI/AAAAAAAAABI/L5Ubo8sK4MQ/s1600-h/multiply_logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPiz_O2hMI/AAAAAAAAABI/L5Ubo8sK4MQ/s200/multiply_logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364880963903325378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAGGED &lt;/span&gt;Says: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Tagged &lt;/span&gt;is the 3rd largest social network in the US, and has over 80 million members worldwide. Members use Tagged to keep in touch with friends and to make new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPi7QJBmEI/AAAAAAAAABg/VwCLfaHsXuU/s1600-h/tagged.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 64px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPi7QJBmEI/AAAAAAAAABg/VwCLfaHsXuU/s200/tagged.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364881088701372482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLURK&lt;/span&gt; Says: A really snazzy site that allows you to showcase the events that make up your life, and follow the events of the people that matter to you, in deliciously digestible short messages called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;plurks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPi0BZKPvI/AAAAAAAAABY/IG0NI8Ri2iA/s1600-h/Plurk+Logo+-+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPi0BZKPvI/AAAAAAAAABY/IG0NI8Ri2iA/s200/Plurk+Logo+-+dog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364880964483432178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PERFSPOT &lt;/span&gt;Says: &lt;span class="txtgr"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Perfspot&lt;/span&gt; was created to provide the perfect web portal for people of any age, gender, or background to share their interests and favorite things on the web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txtgr"  style="font-size:13;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPiz0qGEnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/54yKxuq8zxU/s1600-h/perfspot_logo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 58px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPiz0qGEnI/AAAAAAAAABQ/54yKxuq8zxU/s200/perfspot_logo2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364880961064800882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition of all social networking sites are getting tougher and tougher. Some innovate for its betterment, some have it all, and some stick to their idea of uniqueness. But whichever way they develop the context of their sites, people like me will always buy them. The more sites you have the popular you may get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are their advantage/s? Networking per se, a link, connection to our family or friends through the virtual world. A more modern and complex way of connecting, made even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are their disadvantage/s? We are turning virtual than personal, to friendship, and even to LOVE. We bond with the idea of connecting with people we love, but more to that is for the sake of having more friends than the other, turning out as a competition for multiplication of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-2550268421429464622?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/2550268421429464622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=2550268421429464622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2550268421429464622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2550268421429464622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/07/internet-addiction.html' title='Internet Addiction'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnPizRSnqqI/AAAAAAAAABA/M-900JXUV3w/s72-c/friendster-logo-gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1450528854444196179.post-2534300600457613047</id><published>2009-08-01T09:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:42:46.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corazon aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corazon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aquino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>Democracy!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnOYkmE2ywI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tqj1FNDfdTA/s1600-h/cory.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnOYkmE2ywI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tqj1FNDfdTA/s320/cory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364799335592020738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At exacly 3:18 am, August 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A medical bulletin and an announcement provided by Sen. Noynoy Aquino (son of the late Cory Aquino) confirmed the cessation of our former president Corazon Aquino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why would I care about her? I did not at first, when she was still alive. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When she was still alive&lt;/span&gt;. But loss always makes something/someone be in remembrance of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. We don't and we won't cry outside. But the effect in each and everyone of us is pandemic. It's the cry of one united country. The cry of democary which we all benefitted of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this last moment, let's all be silent and pray for her soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1450528854444196179-2534300600457613047?l=kenzoznek.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/feeds/2534300600457613047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1450528854444196179&amp;postID=2534300600457613047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2534300600457613047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1450528854444196179/posts/default/2534300600457613047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kenzoznek.blogspot.com/2009/07/democracy.html' title='Democracy!!!'/><author><name>kenzozuǝʞ</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08571787098361144374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/THvBSg1IV-I/AAAAAAAAACw/NIfPylD87v0/S220/31348_1463455545177_1197140810_1332972_4710992_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tBXcJXGX5yc/SnOYkmE2ywI/AAAAAAAAAAw/tqj1FNDfdTA/s72-c/cory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
