<?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-967531836989058581</id><updated>2012-02-08T22:14:49.354-08:00</updated><category term='LA gay pride'/><category term='movies'/><category term='blessing'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='pill'/><category term='incest'/><category term='drunk'/><category term='alone'/><category term='curse'/><category term='driving'/><category term='love'/><category term='barangay'/><category term='work'/><category term='fat'/><category term='Miss Universe'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>kissing... smooching.. with tongue...</title><subtitle type='html'>in the moment of solitude ( and watching grey's anatomy) i come to realize that i'm something.. someone.. with a story to tell.. my life.. my love.. lust.. KISSES..

DISCLAIMER: the following blog IS NOT APPROPRIATE for anyone under 18. thanks</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-1206287312172286535</id><published>2008-03-12T16:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T16:19:53.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ken lee</title><content type='html'>its been a long time since my last post here... hehehe... i guess just been busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a trip to sanfo last feb. then my birthday is really really near! hehe. plus im somehow attached already. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my post is not about me. but about a singer and a song. here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FQt-h753jHI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u enjoyed it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-1206287312172286535?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/1206287312172286535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=1206287312172286535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/1206287312172286535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/1206287312172286535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2008/03/ken-lee.html' title='ken lee'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-1891002798988446545</id><published>2008-02-25T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T10:35:27.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sanf trip</title><content type='html'>its interesting how we meet, interact and bond with people. some you seem to avoid, yet you get close to when you meet. some you're close with but there's somehow a distance between both of you in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was uber happy on my SF trip. finally meeting friends i want to meet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RONMAR - BAKLAAAA! that was the first word that came out of my scandalous mouth the first time i saw u. hehe. the first of the sisters i met. i miss the way you made deadma nung naglalampungan kme ni you know who. hehe. salamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALBRIGHT - nakita ko na sya before. mabait. sobra. saya pa kasama! grabe. d ko ma contain! OMG. (at wala tlga ako masabi) lolz pero in fernezz.. natawa tlga ako sa fact na un ang una nyang paglagay ng air sa tires nya! tuwang tuwa! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJI - grabe tong taong to! mag hintay dw ba sa LV ng overnight makapunta lng ng sanfo! kinulang tuloi ang gabing magkasama tau... hayz... nakagawa na sana tau ng baby... lolz... cool. fun to hang out with. wag ka lng mangiliti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NATNAT - asan si aji? un ba unang tanungin?? e ako nmn sumalubong sa knya? ano ba yan? pero in fernezz ang ganda mo tlga sa cam ko! panalo! shenglot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHTAH - grabe! shongaerz! iwan dw ba ang mga importanteng bagay! iba ka. to think na naghintay ka na sa airport nun ha... d mo man lng namalayan na may nawawala sau! shet! pero love u sis.. bonding to the nth leveling! at nahawakan ko na po ang bangs nya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRAY - grabe. thanks for giving us shelter ng makakarir nmn ang sis natin. lolz. grabe. at matulog dw ba ng 6am! lolz. super bonding moment! panalo! miss u sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTHONY - in fernezz ang cute mo! super petite! hindi ka mahuhuli sa pila pag find ur height! in fernezz! hayz. kaso may tahong ka na. nice meeting u. hindi pa tau ng uusap ng baklaan. sabi ko sau usap tau ng ganun e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROY - congressman! nakita na rn kta! pakk ka e. may one yr na tyong magkakilala ngaun pa lng tau nagmeet! shet! ang gwapo mo! patikim nmn! lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RON - alam mo nmn siguro sasabihin ko sau... hehe.. miss u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NJ_21 - sorry if i wasnt able to accommodate u. i was out of reach. nagmamaganda kc ako ng bonggang bongga. tska may curtis ka nmn to bond with... hayz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURTIS - ang payat mo! pero bilib ako sa kaya mong i-store at ilabas pag lasing! lolz bumaha e!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL &amp;amp; DENNY - need i say more! i love u mga papi ko! salamat for the trouble of driving everyone na d makaya ng car ni albright! salamat tlga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILA - ang co-founder ng dreamworks. feeling ko tlga bagay kau ng co-founder ng MGM e.. hehe... miss u bakla! sarap ng bopis! update ko profile ko... lagay ko fave food ko un!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAYVEE- my gosh! nahalikan pla kta! hindi ko alam! nagulat ako paggising ko nung morning! nakita ko sa cam ko may pic tau! OMG tlga! pero salamat for showing us sanfo! i loveeeeeeeeeee et!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCOTT - thanks for the best ride ever! hehe. un lng. (sa car ni scott ang first kiss nmin ni baby ko... hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO -  sna maaga pa lng nakilala na kta. at wag mo na ako snob. hehe. akin ka nlng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOTHER - ikw c mother dahil mukha kang mother! ikw ang aking mama-san. bugaw. pimp. kahit ano pa. ikw un. ikw ang dinadakila at tinitingala (ni aji at anthony?) salamat for being so goood! we definitely enjoyed the party! we enjoyed sanfo! next stop nyo: LA! at nand2 ako! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METREON - salamat sa mga games. sa IMAX most especially&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TILT - see metreon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SA MGA HINDI MAKITA UNG NAME NILA - wla tlga kau jan. or nakalimot lng ako. hehe. pero all of u na hindi ko nabanggit. sobrang thank youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! ung simple meet nming sisters e naging super GEB ng DL lolz. panalong panalo! thanks sa kapokpokan ng sister naming si RONMAR! wag kau magtampo. lahat kau ay mahal ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sna maulit ulit. sna may part 2. un lng. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-1891002798988446545?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/1891002798988446545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=1891002798988446545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/1891002798988446545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/1891002798988446545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2008/02/sanf-trip.html' title='sanf trip'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-6416897647931248670</id><published>2008-01-06T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T14:11:51.550-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alone'/><title type='text'>latest</title><content type='html'>its been longggggggggggggggggggggg since ive had something in this blog.. i guess its time... here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been busy. new work. in and out of relationships( if can classify them as one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought my whore life was left when i left the philippines. and will only be revived if i come back to my motherland. but no. its all coming back. its like this blackhole sucking you up with all its might whilst on the other side lies the past you. passing you back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also think its innate in me. is it in my appearance? as if people see me as some one to put in bed and leave there not thinking of coming back? or is it just the complications that i always think of that makes me feel alone, used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wait for that someone to be there and be the knight in shining armour for me. i see them. i meet them. i interact with them. but after a night of baring whats behind the armour, feeling him and satisfying the carnal needs that my knight was hinting for a long time, im left alone. thinking if i made the right decision of giving in to his needs. thinking maybe it was too early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might be too early. but life is short. grabbing it by the tail is not the right way to live it. you must ride head on. catching up is never my thing. but now everything leaves me just in the middle. stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-6416897647931248670?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/6416897647931248670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=6416897647931248670' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6416897647931248670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6416897647931248670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2008/01/latest.html' title='latest'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-6526243295997467388</id><published>2007-09-29T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T14:28:18.270-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>pill</title><content type='html'>im lying on my bed. thinking if i need to get up and get ready. my work starts in a few more minutes and im not ready yet. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot has happened to me lately. it might be the reason why i havent posted any entry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broke up with my bf for nearly 2 yrs. he was the love i cant give up. he was the one who i always think of. but things should be given up so that everyone can be happy. sacrifice. its what i did. and he's happy. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dating now. thats my most recent status. im going out with a japanese guy. he's cute. he says he likes me. i just wanna test the waters first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then im going out with a filipino guy. i dont really know but i like him, only thing is, he's too complicated. he's older than i am but he's a bit more immature. plus he's pushy. he likes to ask me if i like him or not. isnt it better if u just let the person tell u that they like u than ask them how they feel? i get irritated by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my car got wrecked. i was gonna pick up my mom when my car hit something. i wasnt drunk or anything. just bad luck i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to explain everything later. and plus the title. brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-6526243295997467388?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/6526243295997467388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=6526243295997467388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6526243295997467388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6526243295997467388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/09/pill.html' title='pill'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-4689311040869903901</id><published>2007-06-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T20:11:27.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss -1</title><content type='html'>work. work. work. the only thing that made me busy all this time. my friends keep telling me to write the sequel for "the promise". too much on my mind right now... here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the "hot" thing with my cousin, every year, i looked forward for summer. every single summer. but things stopped. why? because of another cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a cousin that i dont know how distant. all i know is, he is from my father side. he's cute. he smells great. and as i discover later on, he has a BIG ONE. he is a brother to my other older cousin which i have a super crush on. and i know, he has a big dick too. im sure of that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i always go to my cousins place to play. i cant help it. their place is literally paces away from ours. i was playing with my cousins when i noticed THIS cousin went upstairs. i was intrigued. puzzled. what the hell will he do upstairs in the middle of the day? so, when all my other cousins were playing i sneaked up to peek at whats happening. i saw him. sleeping. he is just another sight i cant keep my eyes off. i was kind of mesmerized on what i was staring at. his face. his body. then my attention went to where you all are rooting for. his dick. inside my head i was thinking, "does he have a big dick as his brother?". the more than famous devil and angel were fighting inside my head too. touch it or leave it.  i really didnt know what happened, but i found myself walking. not walking away, but walking. towards  where the embodiment of my lust is. walking for my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-4689311040869903901?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/4689311040869903901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=4689311040869903901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/4689311040869903901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/4689311040869903901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/06/kiss-1.html' title='Kiss -1'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-1002688678106447592</id><published>2007-06-22T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:34:05.739-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>FATSO!</title><content type='html'>OMG! i cant believe this. all the while i havent noticed that i gained so much weight. not until i received my driver's license. suckz. i feel devastated. i feel the urge to eat. im lonely. MOMMY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-1002688678106447592?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/1002688678106447592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=1002688678106447592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/1002688678106447592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/1002688678106447592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/06/fatso.html' title='FATSO!'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-3620350060279563562</id><published>2007-06-22T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T19:28:07.122-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LA gay pride'/><title type='text'>LA pride</title><content type='html'>LA Pride Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first LA pride. so memorable. i marched with new friends down santa monica from cresent heights to robertson blvd in festive west hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late going to the place where we are supposed to meet. i needed to drop my mom off to her work before i do my gay stuff. but it didnt stop me from having all the fun i can have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from sun way up high to sun down. i was there. experiencing the scene. savoring the moment. they said it was one of the most successful Pride in LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first LA pride. so memorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-3620350060279563562?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/3620350060279563562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=3620350060279563562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/3620350060279563562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/3620350060279563562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/06/la-pride.html' title='LA pride'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-3735618710157662691</id><published>2007-06-19T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T18:59:48.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>WORK</title><content type='html'>work is both a curse and a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the curse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i work 6 days a week. 5 days 7-3 then a day for 3-11. i bust my ass working. i do things i shouldn't do. but still, my paycheck doesnt go through my direct deposit. instead of going to sanfo with my friends to celebrate pride, i drove to santa fe springs to pick up my pay check. suckz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blessing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its work. definitely compensation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-3735618710157662691?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/3735618710157662691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=3735618710157662691' title='0 Comments'/><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='barangay'/><title type='text'>PRIDE!!!</title><content type='html'>LA pride is around the corner! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started it by a simple get together party held at one of BARANGAY's member. they hosted the green and red party last xmas too. as usual, i want to get D R U N K! so, as early as 12nn yesterday, i called up my friend and asked him if he can pick me up for the party. he said yes. yehey! that means, drink all you can again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~nizz~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARTY TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went. we saw. i was wasted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the party went well. a new logo for the organization. and i've decided to join the parade with them. that would be a delight! my friend, Ben was doing his version of the 1994 Ms Universe pageant held in the philippines. he was the best! every criticism was well awarded by laughs of those listening. he also did the production number the candidates danced on the opening of the said competition. we were all laughing out gases out! hehehe... then he did the walk. he confirmed it. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told us to mix our drinks. i did mine. hehe. i mixed 7 different drinks. with a touch of jaggermeister. it tasted like cough syrup. but hell strong. i didn't even have the chance to finish it and i was buzzed already. i needed to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the party we went to gameboi  (rage). the last drink i had was adiosmuddafucker! it was the best! again, i wasn't able to finish my drink. im gonna get one of those again one time. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~nizz~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my mom woke me up after 3 hours of sleep. good thing i didn't have any hang over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me to dig a hole in the backyard. our dog, princess, died. she was adorable. i rushed to kmart to buy a shovel. my first time to use it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, im bored. bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-8290147837562887339?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/8290147837562887339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=8290147837562887339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8290147837562887339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8290147837562887339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/06/pride.html' title='PRIDE!!!'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-6474774994310056266</id><published>2007-06-09T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T14:05:40.100-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><title type='text'>the promise - 3</title><content type='html'>work and things got in my way again. i hate it. i hate the fact that i can't even finish this story. its freakin' incest and i can't finish it! how lame of me. how stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as continued....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was in ecstasy. i was trapped. what if we fight? will he bring this up and tell every one i sucked him? would i ever defend myself if ever this happens? who would believe me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was elated. it felt like forever. but everything shattered. i felt betrayed. i felt as though he is cornering me so that he can always have someone by his side to defend him to the family if he has done something wrong. i went crazy. i stopped sucking. i stopped and stared. i stopped spinning. i felt sick. what was i doing? what was i thinking letting him be my predator? then something happened. he moaned. it wasn't the first time i heard someone moan. but this time it was different. I've always thought that sexually, moans=pleasure. i realized i was giving him something that felt good. maybe i was wrong. just paranoid little me. and i started to move my lips again. his cock is harder than what it was. not wood. more like steel. i was kinda afraid that it might break my teeth. hehe. i work hard. up and down i went. my hands still shaky. not of excitement i think. but of the immense pleasure his moans are giving me. my dick was hard as rock too. but i don't care. i was so engulfed (literally) on the pleasure it was giving me, simply because i was giving him pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my grandma came home. it was it. he didn't cum. i wish he did. i've read it all over the tabloids already. that after sometime of playing with someone's dick, cum comes out. that would've completed my experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i looked forward to every summer that we have. me sucking his dick once more. but he never really came when he had our "thing". sad. but my first cum experience was with another cousin. hehe. and that's my second story. watch out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-6474774994310056266?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/6474774994310056266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=6474774994310056266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6474774994310056266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6474774994310056266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/06/promise-3.html' title='the promise - 3'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-8041760584702368923</id><published>2007-05-31T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T19:39:31.512-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>temporary</title><content type='html'>April of last year, 2006, I applied for a permit to drive. May of this year (as in today *GIGGLES*), I HAVE MY TEMPORARY DRIVER'S LICENSE already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it! I've been driving for a couple of months already without even a licensed driver with me. A couple of freeways and tons of side streets. And wahlah! PASSED! hehehe... Melanie was so nice. I won't forget her...( probably I will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss rate: supercalifragilisticexpialidocious french kiss;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-8041760584702368923?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/8041760584702368923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=8041760584702368923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8041760584702368923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8041760584702368923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/temporary.html' title='temporary'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-8887538510332513183</id><published>2007-05-30T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:22:12.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Miss Universe'/><title type='text'>BLONDE-ISH!   Just can't help it!</title><content type='html'>its been a day already since the big coronation night of the superbowl for gays and gals. but i still can't help but think how Venezuela bested Korea and USA. I don't want to sound rude and all that but her answer was so blonde-ish. She answered when asked for a question. But did she answer the question? NAH! I mean, she's pretty and all that, but she didn't answer her friggin' question! (you see where the blonde-ish is??) OMG! i can't blame her, after all she's the World's Top Model (according to my friends and &lt;a href="http://www.globalbeauties.com"&gt;global beauties&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-8887538510332513183?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/8887538510332513183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=8887538510332513183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8887538510332513183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8887538510332513183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/blonde-ish-just-cant-help-it.html' title='BLONDE-ISH!   Just can&apos;t help it!'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-6453805528200054655</id><published>2007-05-29T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T19:17:30.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MISS UNIVERSE 2007  - RIYO MORI</title><content type='html'>Yes, its an Asian!  OMG! that was my statement when the top 15 were announced 9pm here in LA. the Asians that got in the top 15 really have a really good chance of bagging the crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bet was Japan. she's really cute. but then stunning miss korea hit me. shes stunning! beautiful. but thanks to some technical error she was 3rd runner up to Ms. Japan who won the most coveted title a lady could ever boast for for all her life if she wins it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Japan presented herself. Confident. Her spin on the swimsuit round captured me. from then on i switched from Korea to Japan. I remember last year when Miss Puerto Rico defeated Miss Japan. I was devastated. I thought it was already bagged for Miss Japan last year. but then, winning this years miss universe isn't too late either for japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to go RIYO MORI! Way to go ASIA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-6453805528200054655?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/6453805528200054655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=6453805528200054655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6453805528200054655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/6453805528200054655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/miss-universe-2007-riyo-mori.html' title='MISS UNIVERSE 2007  - RIYO MORI'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-8653202956719212825</id><published>2007-05-28T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:22:55.200-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><title type='text'>the promise -2</title><content type='html'>this next installment has long been over due. sorry. i was busy. work. friends. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on the verge of pursuing this story but as the moment drew in closer, it made me sleepy. less sleep + more time with friends= a healthy social life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here goes me again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started by asking me to give him a massage. most of those who have had the chance to experience my magic touch commented how well my hands work. going back, i gave him my all. my best. then he started to moan a little. somehow, i felt excited. weird. eerie. then, curious. he turned. his bulge was the only thing thats capturing my attention. it was bigger than what i have. he's 13 and im 10 for gaffts sake. i began to check him out. i was staring at his dick still entraped indside his shorts encased inside his briefs. even so, it was prominent. he grabbed my hand and the guided it to where he wants it to be. in my thoughts, i was guessing he planned this. i dont know why. i dont care anymore. the simple caress my hand gives his encapsulated dick became more aggressive. i was more curious than i thought i will be. i think im going crazy. my heart is pounding. fast. no, very fast. what if my cousins come in? what if the knock. we need to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he pulled his pant down. we wanted me to feel his his dick through his undies. in which, i did. i liked the feeling. correction: I LOVED THE FEELING! it was my first sexual experience. it wasnt a fantasy to me. but it was the best feeling i've ever felt. innocence left me. i was in limbo. i thought i wasnt moving. but i was. i began to sniff his dick still in his underwear. it smelled good. the musk smell made me come out of my shell. then i did something daring for me at that time. i slid my hands inside his underwear and grabbed his throbbing dick. his moans i cannot hear anymore. his movements i cannot fathom. myself, felt like another person. i was amazed on how things were going. then, he asked me to do something......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continued again... hehhe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-8653202956719212825?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/8653202956719212825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=8653202956719212825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8653202956719212825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/8653202956719212825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/promise-2.html' title='the promise -2'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-5859673163018774738</id><published>2007-05-07T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:23:12.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cousins'/><title type='text'>the Promise - 1</title><content type='html'>i was chatting with some friends yesterday and i promised to put a blog on my sexual exploits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was young when my parents bought a house in novaliches. i hated that place. water has time. sooo far from our place at quezon city. and most of all i dont have any friends there. years has passed. my dad died. my mom went here to the states to support us. the novaliches house was just there. sitting. empty. then, i remember my grandparents moving from our province to our novaliches house. and then there was two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandpa and my grandma were the only one who lives at our novaliches house. so its only fit that we visit them and spend the night every weekend. and then, the trips to our province for the summer vacation was shifted to going to novaliches. my cousins and i would play around. do what ever we want. its summer. its our vacation. our fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was 10 at that time. my eldest cousin playing with us was 13 i think at that time. as the eldest he had control of our play. imagine this. we are at an airplane. he was the pilot. some of my cousins were the passengers. and another cousin and i were the attendants. we have the whole house to ourselves. so, one room was for the cockpit and the other room was simply for the passengers. somehow my eldest cousin, would always call me to the "cockpit". i didn't know that time that it was the "cock" pit. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"paging my attendant to the cockpit please", he goes. i was on my feet and went to the other room. when i got there, he locked the door. he asked my other cousin not to bother. i was sweet. i was young. i was innocent. i became ready of whatever he would want me to do. i have no idea what's going to happen. i felt butterfly in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-5859673163018774738?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/5859673163018774738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=5859673163018774738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/5859673163018774738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/5859673163018774738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/promise-1.html' title='the Promise - 1'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-4261293756870747137</id><published>2007-05-06T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:23:29.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>NEXT</title><content type='html'>in my childhood, i have dreamt of so many things. Special abilities that only in my dreams i can have. But it never occur to me to dream of such ability as what Chris in this movie has. as amazing as his ability is, whats more amazing is the connection that there is between Chris and Liz. He had this ability to foresee whats going to happen to only him and that he can only predict whats going to happen in the span of before 2 mins. it was amazing how things changed with love. i dont know if this movie is a romantic movie or a suspense movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a movie that i would put beside the illusionist. very smart. very intelligent. makes your mind work, makes your heart beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-4261293756870747137?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/4261293756870747137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=4261293756870747137' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/4261293756870747137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/4261293756870747137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/next.html' title='NEXT'/><author><name>kiss the nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-9066058355531830260</id><published>2007-05-06T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T12:42:34.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts for today 5-6-07</title><content type='html'>i was caught in awe of the things that i can do with my life.  and with that i crumble down. it left me  in awe. but not in motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a kid i realized that i need to compete. my eldest brother graduated valedictorian in elementary (same school i was in), and my other brother was just a wreck. i have no choice but to choose the later than the latter. i don't want my life to end up in a ditch as what i have perceived my other brother's life would be. so i MUST compete. i tried my best. i was on the top section from grades one til 6. then high school was another one when i challenged myself. i went on from top section to top of the section. then i was transferred to another school. if permitted, i can say that i struggled when i was transferred. culture shock. i was taught of things i already knew. things that i can say is like but basic knowledge. so i strove, my best was at the line. i graduated with honors. college was another thing. my eldest brother was again on the premier school of the country. now how can i beat that? so nothing happened. i was placed on the dean's list of my first school just after i transferred to another school. how sad. with the transfer i felt nothing. no competition. no nothing. i became stagnant. i became who i am now. lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is huge. my world is a tiny spot in my mind. but my spot in the real world is yet to be determined. i need to find my soul. i need to find my strength once more. i need to find.... me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/967531836989058581-9066058355531830260?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/9066058355531830260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=9066058355531830260' title='0 Comments'/><link 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slow...</title><content type='html'>yesterday was supposed to be a blast. my boss was on a conference again for the whole day. meaning i'm responsible for the whole facility again. but as all fridays go - slow, very slow, super slow. i can't even imagine i was working double. i was so tired before it was 6. my friends keep on asking me if i was going out, but i can't. 1st, i dont have my license yet. second, its freaking 11 o'clock when i get off from work?! what will i do in weho by 12am when in about 2 hours all the bars will be closing. i hate my life sometimes. i really do. as soon as i was home i slept. i guess i snored because i was so tired! and today im faced with work by 3. good luck with that again. i wish i have my license already. i hate it! well, who knows what the day will give me. i hope one of my resident's son comes to visit again. he is such a darling. he is sooooo handsome! hehe.. ok.. gtg.. post again tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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nizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06679821783680048173</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ff8NIJU1fVQ/R5omOWdM9EI/AAAAAAAAAAg/DNBstDsJC_4/S220/DSC00722.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-967531836989058581.post-3260212321658429988</id><published>2007-05-03T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:50:50.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;this is gonna be my first ever post here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! as in Oh, my gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day went well, but, as all day ends, everything has a twist. my boss sent me a message last night telling me that she's gonna leave a voicemail on my phone. she called. ring ring. i didn't answer per her request. after some time i checked my phone just to hear that she's not coming in today. it wasn't a shock actually. she already told me about a seminar she needs to attend to. but telling me that my favorite resident aide wont be working with me and i'd be training a new girl to work for our company. sucks! and my boss told me that i'd be working with one of the resident's aide that i feel is incompetent. and i think i'm right. i mean, come noon time she allowed the new girl to take off! while everyone was having their meal! what the heck! well, every thing went well even with that thing happening. one cute son of one of my residents said that he's moving his mom out. i was kinda devastated. he's married and all but he is CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent OT again. went home. got my mom from her work to her other work. then went home.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be another day because my boss will still be in another seminar. and i'll be off to sleep now. hehehe... ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/967531836989058581-3260212321658429988?l=kissmynizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/feeds/3260212321658429988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=967531836989058581&amp;postID=3260212321658429988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/3260212321658429988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/967531836989058581/posts/default/3260212321658429988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissmynizz.blogspot.com/2007/05/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>kiss the 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