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  <title>the COLLEGE CYCLE</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;bodytext&quot; author=&quot;annejelica07&quot; author_possessive=&quot;annejelica07&amp;#39;s&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial,helvetica; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; cursor: default; font-style: italic; &quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;from Anne..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; cursor: default; &quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; cursor: default; &quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;Every New Semester:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wkgAoKCmcAABMZSUY1/new%20sem.gif?et=%2CCinQjJEa9rvQSMpA%2B5xdg&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;After First Week:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wk7QoKCmcAABgSgFQ1/AFTER%201ST%20WEEK.gif?et=lAQF4Xgira6mO724CKe7ww&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;After Second Week&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlSAoKCmcAACnfZII1/AFTER%202ND%20WEEK.gif?et=GuRmlBCKBwVBBFsqe7ec0g&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;Before the Mid-Term Test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlYwoKCmcAACUnPsQ1/BEFORE%20THE%20MID.gif?et=D076AYI8E0ZcGthtpf0C0A&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;During the Mid-Term Test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wloAoKCmcAACs-hjk1/DURING%20THE%20MID.gif?et=loj1UUDr8zEecOe%2B7UwTSQ&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;After the Mid-Term Test:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wlxAoKCmcAACrtf181/AFTER%20THE%20MID.gif?et=RWAFxBS6HutWQHJXXk8TXw&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;Before the Final Exams:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmFAoKCmcAADLaQTU1/BEFORE%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=93GOX6%2BVDSBVhrZJ9nlKqg&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;Once You Get to Know the Final Exam Schedule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmMAoKCmcAAD5hj681/FINAL%20EXAM%20SCHEDULE.gif?et=xj4BKC9zIcAM1UNtUsC%2B5Q&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;7 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmRwoKCmcAADQAaVM1/7%20DAYS.gif?et=wohEegrTWinoZppZjZysFQ&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;6 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); &quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-woEwoKCmcAAFW-4t81/6%20DAYS.gif?et=1przPSOpRSLJtvzR%2BLDNXw&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;5 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wn7woKCmcAAF8iCqs1/5%20DAYS.gif?et=riGoIv7%2C%2BT2RHiCUEEm0MA&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); &quot;&gt;4 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnwgoKCmcAAFLL2981/4%20DAYS.gif?et=2kFXA7SqG2kIahcohrvY2w&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;3 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnogoKCmcAAFag8tw1/3%20DAYS.gif?et=nxrzB86NEk95nzTIZaobNA&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;2 Days Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; &quot; class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnfQoKCmcAAEkxv@41/2%20DAYS.gif?et=o8taz5wuLI7qfDqgibSoSw&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;1 Day Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wnWwoKCmcAAFLL27Y1/1%20DAY.gif?et=7oiMwOvJLwlKonLJLugPlw&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;The Night Before the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;During the Final Exam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmzwoKCmcAADsBhr01/DURING%20THE%20FINAL.gif?et=f%2CqC%2B1hnK3Bx0VlHFYgmIA&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;Once You Walk Out From the Examination Hall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmngoKCmcAAD5jkfU1/WALK%20OUT.gif?et=ehQY3AvOIggWjbHUtTaedg&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; display: block; text-align: center; clear: both; margin-bottom: 10px; &quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; &quot;&gt;After the Final Exam, During the Holiday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); &quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.kuraikakeru.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-wmcgoKCmcAAD-51441/AFTER%20FINAL.gif?et=rrSJooxMalJ0zncKHq9GrQ&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; 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  <title>In the end, everything&apos;s gonna be okay.</title>
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  <description>If it&apos;s not, then it still isn&apos;t the end. &lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Apr 2008 09:34:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my handwriting analysis</title>
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  <description>&lt;div&gt; &lt;h3&gt;from Ate Doreen :)&lt;/h3&gt; &lt;p&gt;Welcome Abigail Malubag, here is your handwriting analysis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q22_1094009417.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abigail is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person&apos;s shoes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Abigail will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Abigail an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too &quot;far out.&quot; She doesn&apos;t sway too far one way or the other.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Abigail is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Abigail is a &quot;middle-of-the-roader,&quot; politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn&apos;t relate to any far out ideas and usually won&apos;t go to the extreme on any issue.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009295.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Abigail doesn&apos;t write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q23_1094009548.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abigail is sensitive to criticism about her ideas and philosophies. She will sometimes worry what people will think if she tells them what she believes in. This doesn&apos;t mean she won&apos;t talk, or that she feels ashamed. It merely means she is sensitive to what others think, regarding her beliefs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009749.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abigail will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don&apos;t really want her opinion, don&apos;t ask for it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q25_1094009924.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Diplomacy is one of Abigail&apos;s best attributes. She has the ability to say what others want to hear. She can have tact with others. She has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Abigail can disagree without being disagreeable.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;In reference to Abigail&apos;s mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Abigail slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Abigail can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010202.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abigail is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn&apos;t necessarily mean things go as planned. Abigail basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too &quot;out of reach&quot;. She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q28_1094010270.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abigail is sarcastic. This is a defense mechanism designed to protect her ego when she feels hurt. She pokes people harder than she gets poked. These sarcastic remarks can be very funny. They can also be harsh, bitter, and caustic at the same time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010847.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Something is incomplete in Abigail&apos;s life. She feels frustration relating to her physical needs and desires. Somewhere in her life there is some disappointment, non-fulfillment, and interruption. This is very likely to relate to Abigail&apos;s sexual needs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010938.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;Abigail has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q32_1094011133.jpeg&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer&apos;s attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Abigail has left some white space on the left side of the paper. Abigail fills up the rest of the page in a normal fashion moving the entire writing rightward as she moves down the page. If this is true, then Abigail has a healthy relationship to the past and is ready to move on. The right side of the page represents the future and Abigail is ready and willing to get started living now and planning for the future. Abigail is leaving the past behind and moving on to what she perceives as an exciting and enticing future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 13:34:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Advance Placement Examination</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;:|&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nakakainis! I have to take this text tomorrow, and the following day, and the day after that. :|&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tatlong araw akong pabalik-balik sa Los Banos just for that. 6 subjects sya. The exams wil be easy since high school lessons lang sya pero still!!! 3 weeks after the end of the school year??? Wala na akong naaalala nyan!!! Nakakabobo ang walang ginagawa noh and for the past weeks, that&apos;s all I&apos;ve been doing - nothing!!! x-( And to think na University of the Philippines pa yun. Syempre mahirap!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Okay na sana na pumasa ako ng UP eh. Pero why do I have to have 90+ score in all 4 subtests ng UPCAT?!?!?! Kung hindi nangyari yun, wala sana akong exams for 3 days!!! x-(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;hai!!! kakayanin ko toh!! kailangan eh...tulong din to sa mga magulang ko...kahit na nakakatamad, kaya ko to!!!! :|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 08:13:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>abbyology (?) :))</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let others know a little more about&lt;br&gt;yourself, repost this with your name&lt;br&gt;followed by &quot;ology&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q. What is your wallpaper on your&lt;br&gt;computer?&lt;br&gt;- windows vista&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;BIOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q. Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;br&gt;- right-handed, pero minsan left..kapag wala lang,trip ko lang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Have you ever had anything removed&lt;br&gt;from your body?&lt;br&gt;- nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. What is the last heavy item you&lt;br&gt;lifted?&lt;br&gt;-myself :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Have you ever been knocked out?&lt;br&gt;- nope&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;BULLSHITOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q. If it were possible, would you want&lt;br&gt;to know the day you were going to die?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q. If you could change your name, what&lt;br&gt;would you change it to?&lt;br&gt;- noelle&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q. What color do you think looks best&lt;br&gt;on you?&lt;br&gt;-&amp;nbsp;white :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Have you ever swallowed a non-food&lt;br&gt;item?&lt;br&gt;- yes...a small rubber used to arrange my teeth(braces)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAREOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q. Would you kiss a member of the same&lt;br&gt;sex for $100?&lt;br&gt;- sure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Would you allow one of your little&lt;br&gt;fingers to be cut off for $200,000?&lt;br&gt;- hell no!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Would you never blog again for&lt;br&gt;$50,000&lt;br&gt;- why not.. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Would you pose naked in a magazine&lt;br&gt;for $250,000?&lt;br&gt;- no freaking way!!!=))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Would you drink an entire bottle of&lt;br&gt;hot sauce for $1000?&lt;br&gt;- hindi nga ako gumagamit nung sachet lang eh isang bote oa kaya.. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q. Would you, without fear of&lt;br&gt;punishment, take a human life for&lt;br&gt;$1,000,000?&lt;br&gt;- maybe..(pero yung mga masasamang tao lang like....villains:)) )&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;DUMBOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: What is in your left pocket?&lt;br&gt;-my comb&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Is Napoleon Dynamite actually a good&lt;br&gt;movie?&lt;br&gt;-how the hell should i know? i&apos;ve never watched it before&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Do you have hardwood or carpet in&lt;br&gt;your house?&lt;br&gt;- yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Do you sit or stand in the shower?&lt;br&gt;- stand&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: How many pairs of flip flops do you&lt;br&gt;own?&lt;br&gt;- none. lame me :| :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lastology&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Last person who texted you?&lt;br&gt;- ate reann&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Last person who called u?&lt;br&gt;- mama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Person you hugged?&lt;br&gt;- shara (acually, she hugged me)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;FAVORITOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Number?&lt;br&gt;- 214 (laki noh? :)) )&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Season?&lt;br&gt;-&amp;nbsp;winter..kaso walng winter dito sa pilipinas kaya summer na lang :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Color?&lt;br&gt;- blue&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;CURRENTOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Missing someone?&lt;br&gt;- idk :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Mood?&lt;br&gt;- blank :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Listening to?&lt;br&gt;- the fan :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: Watching?&lt;br&gt;- nothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Worrying about?&lt;br&gt;- my exams tomorrow, and then the next day..and then the next day..(yes,people..i have exams tom :| )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Wearing?&lt;br&gt;- p.e. shirt and black shorts and underwear:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;RANDOMOLOGY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Q: First place you went this morning?&lt;br&gt;- bathroom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: What can you not wait to do?&lt;br&gt;-&amp;nbsp;go out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Do you smile often?&lt;br&gt;- nope&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;lucida sans unicode, lucida&quot; color=&quot;#333300&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Are you a friendly person?&lt;br&gt;- maybe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Apr 2008 12:58:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>{[(Pain + Maxx) x Nothing] / Me} = SUMMER</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Nothing.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; It seems as if that&apos;s all I&apos;ve been &quot;doing&quot; this summer. Well, there&apos;s surfing the net and, (rarely) texting and watching t.v. or movies but other than that, nothing. I do go out. Pero sa kapitbahay lang. I&apos;m not saying na it&apos;s not fun spending my time with my friends here in the village because, believe me, I have a lot of fun when I&apos;m with them, pero parang nagiging routine na sya. I mean, walang nagbabago. Gigising ako ng 10. Maliligo, kakain, mag-iinternet, lalabas. Uuwi, Kakain, mag-iinternet, matutulog. Then, tomorrow, same process. That summarizes my summer (so far).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh yah.&amp;nbsp;Two more words that describes my summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PAIN and MAXX.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Pain kasi I&apos;ve been having this MAJOR headache since the end of school year. Hindi na nawala. And since may braces din ako (which is adjusted every month), sumasakit ngipin ko every after adjusting it. Tapos, ang drama ko rin (sabi na rin nila). Emotional Pain(?).&amp;nbsp;And Maxx kasi kain ako nang kain nun.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 13:37:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>8 facts about me</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;courier new, courier&quot;&gt;Since &quot;tinag&quot; ako ni ate ara at dahil na rin sa wala akong magawa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;courier new, courier&quot;&gt;8 facts about yourself, you share 8 things that people don&apos;t know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;courier new, courier&quot;&gt;* Each blogger must post these rules first.&lt;br&gt;* Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br&gt;* Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.&lt;br&gt;* At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.&lt;br&gt;* Don&apos;t forget to leave them a comment telling them they&apos;re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;I&apos;m the youngest in my batch (in my old schools - SPCP and SNCS) and I&apos;m proud of it.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;I know how guys think (sometimes) because I think like one (sometimes). You could even ask some of my friends. Kapag nag-share sila sa akin, I would always show them the pov of the &quot;other side&quot; (since most of them are girls, then the other side would be the guys). Di ba Ate Reann at Camille? :))&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;I, most often than not, love the limelight.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;Mayabang ako.&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;I love Math.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;Ang nagturo sa&amp;nbsp;akin kung pano mag-share ng feelings (maglabas ng nararamdaman) ay ang pinsan kong nag-tag s akin (Ate Ara).&amp;nbsp;To Ate Ara: Remember nun nag-overnight tayo sa Pangasinan and you shared your&amp;nbsp;&quot;lovelife&quot;, dun ako nagsimulang maging open sa mga tao, kaya SALAMAT!:D&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;When I was a kid, (sometimes, even until now,) I love playing with boy&apos;s toys, I love wearing boy&apos;s clothes (except the underwear, of course), and I act like a boy. &quot;I&apos;m one of the boys&quot;.&lt;/font&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt&quot;&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: black; LINE-HEIGHT: 115%; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Courier New&amp;#39;&quot;&gt;I still love the person I&apos;ve loved for the past 10 months even though I&apos;ve told her that I&apos;ll move on already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;:|&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Courier New&quot;&gt;I&apos;m tagging Maine, Ate Reann, Shara, Sarah, Frances Caluya, Jaja, Gwenie, Camille Tecson. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 12:22:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>April Fool&apos;s Day</title>
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  <description>This day, for me, has always been a normal/typical day. Nothing important. It&apos;s just &quot;April 1&quot; and nothing more. Pero ngayon, that changed. As of this afternoon, I hate this day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m a serious person pero napapatawa naman, basta nakakatawa talaga yung sasabihin nyo. I like jokes. I love &apos;em kasi pinapagaan nya yung feeling ng tao lalo na kung malungkot ito.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But, what happened today is not a joke at all. HIndi naman kasi nakagaan ng loob yun eh. HIndi sya nakapagpatawa. In fact, it did the opposite. Nasaktan ako. Muntik pa nga akong umiyak eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tragedies are not something to joke about. Madami kasing nasasaktan eh. Lalo na kung alam mong special yung taong yun dun sa sinabihan mo ng &quot;joke&quot;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m sorry if I act this way. Sorry rin kung nagalit ako sayo. Ayoko lang kasi na nasasaktan sya. Gaya nga ng sinabi ko kanina, nasasaktan din kasi ako. At yung malaman na muntik na syang mawala, I can&apos;t take it. I&apos;m sorry.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 14:04:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;Quotes&quot;</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;from Migs Cartagena...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;Treat me like an angel and I&apos;ll be your lil&apos; devil.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial,helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial,helvetica&quot; color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ea7000&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial,helvetica&quot;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial,helvetica&quot; color=&quot;#ff9900&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Never think about the mistakes you made. Think about the mistakes you will make.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial,helvetica&quot; color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ea7000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;To learn to succeed, you must first learn to fail.&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;FONT-FAMILY: arial,helvetica&quot; face=&quot;Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif&quot; color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ea7000&quot;&gt;&quot;Sure there have been injuries and deaths in boxing - but none of them serious.&quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Mar 2008 14:03:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Abbreviations :P</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;from Monica Canta..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;H.O.L.L.A.N.D. - Hope Our Love Lasts And Never Dies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I.T.A.L.Y. - I Trust And Love You.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;L.I.B.Y.A. - Love Is Beautiful; You Also. (MY FAVORITE. HAHAHAHA)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;F.R.A.N.C.E. - Friendships Remain And Never Can End.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;C.H.I.N.A. - Come Here.. I Need Affection.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;B.U.R.M.A. - Between Us, Remember Me Always.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;N.E.P.A.L. - Never Ever Part As Lovers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I.N.D.I.A. - I Nearly Died In Adoration.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;K.E.N.Y.A. - Keep Everything Nice, Yet Arousing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;C.A.N.A.D.A. - Cute And Naughty Action that Developed into Attraction&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;K.O.R.E.A. - Keep Optimistic Regardless of Every Adversity.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;E.G.Y.P.T. - Everything&apos;s Great, You Pretty Thing!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;R.U.S.S.I.A. - Romance Under the Sky &amp;amp; Stars is Intimate Always.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;M.A.N.I.L.A. - May All Nights Inspire Love Always.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;B.A.L.I.W.A.G. - Beauty And Love I Will Always Give.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;M.A.L.A.B.O.N. - May A Lasting Affair Be Ours Now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I.M.U.S. - I Miss U, Sweetheart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.A.S.I.G. - Please Always Say I&apos;m Gorgeous.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;C.E.B.U. - Change Everything... But Us.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.E.R.U. - Porget Everyone... Remember Us. (weh epal)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.A.R.A.N.A.Q.U.E. - Please Always Remain Adorable, Nice&lt;br&gt;And Quiet Under Ecstacy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;T.O.N.D.O. - Tonight&apos;s Our Night, Dearest One.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;P.A.S.A.Y. - Pretty And Sexy Are You.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Y.E.M.E.N. - &apos;Yugyugan Every Morning, Every Night. (bastos :|)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;M.A.R.L.B.O.R.O. - Men Always Remember Love Because Of&lt;br&gt;Romance Only.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Y.A.M.A.H.A. - You Are My Angel! Happy Anniversary! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 15:31:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Thank you. :)</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&quot;wlWriterSmartContent&quot; style=&quot;PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FLOAT: none; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px&quot;&gt;LiveJournal Tags: &lt;a rel=&quot;tag&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=thank%20you&quot;&gt;thank you&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a rel=&quot;tag&quot; href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/interests.bml?int=:)&quot;&gt;:)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay!! SO cool!!! I can write my blog entries Windows Live Writer. It&apos;s an outside program (got it from Windows Live) which enables me to write in a diary (offline(not sure)) then publish it in a blog I want. :) Anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally showed her the video. Well, actually, I have her USB then I secretly saved it there then when we were together again (she was outside waiting for me to be done saving songs into her USB), I told her that there is a video there(USB) and that she can view it but she has to view it alone. Tinanong nya ako kung pano yun, eh mag-isa lang daw sha magcocomputer (it was already night time) so I accompanied her home then we both viewed the video. If only I blush (I don&apos;t), I&apos;d be blood-red earlier. As in! Tapos ayun. As I was already leaving their house, sabi nya sa akin she was still shocked by the video. &quot;Parang &apos;WOW!&apos;&quot; was her exact words. Sabi rin nya na may utang pa sha sa akin. Hindi pa daw nya nasabi yung feelings nya. So, I have to wait for a time when we&apos;ll be alone again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Si Sarah, parang may balak pa atang pagbalikin kami.:| Kasi ba naman. Yesterday, she was talking with a friend over the phone. Eh nag-PC din sila ni Shara so gusto nya ako na lang kumausap dun sa friend nya. Eh tinanong ata kung sino ako, Sarah told her that I was her bestfriend. Then she changed her answer to &quot;syota ng bestfriend ko&quot; (Shara is her bestfriend). Then, earlier, when we wanted to get something from her, she was already inside their house. Kami ni Shara, nasa labas. EH kapag tamad na tamad ako, I would always hold a friend&apos;s uniform or whatever they are wearing. Eh kanina, I was feeling SO lazy kaya nakahawak ako sa shirt ni Shara. Nung lumabas ni Sarah, iba yung tingin nya sa amin. The look was like she saw SOMETHING. Tapos, nakatingin din sya sa kamay ko na nakakapit kay Shara. Then, when we went back at her house to return her mp4, when she opened the door, sabi nya &quot;magkakabalikan kayo nyan&quot; or something like that then (again) she looked at my hand na (again) nakakapit kay Shara.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So ayun. Tawa din pala ako nang tawa kanina. Nawiweirdohan na nga si Shara sa akin eh. (Hindi naman kasi ako ganun dati. Walang sound tawa ko). Oh. And uhhmm. I was supposed to hold her hand nung magkatabi kami kanina and hug her and hold her waist and whisper to her that I miss her kaso hindi ko nagawa. LAME ME. :| But, that&apos;s good. At least, I&apos;m starting to refrain myself/stop myself from doing things to her na I have no right to do anymore kasi nga we&apos;re not together anymore. :|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAPPY. :D Thanks, guys. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 15:03:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mathematics of Women</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;insertedphoto&quot;&gt;&lt;img class=&quot;alignmiddleb&quot; src=&quot;http://images.babyabby214.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@0IhwoKCBkAACkkN5Q1/image0012.gif?et=9Dk4GjJkmlIPLbX0Y5237g&amp;amp;nmid=&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;GRABE!! Bumenta so akin ah!!! Grabe talaga! :))&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Mar 2008 12:53:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m sorry</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry I did not talk (much) ealier.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Bumabalik na nga siguro ako to what I was before. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don&apos;t know why I&apos;m like this. Ewan ko ba. Nung end of the school year (St. Paul) pa ako ganto eh. Naging distant na ako sa inyo. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And as the days pass by, mas lalo akong nagiging distant. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Two or three days ago, kay Shara lang ako distant and during that time, I know why. Kasi nga, I&apos;m hurting. Ngayon, after I told her what I feel, I know that I&apos;ll be more distant. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hindi naman talaga dapat ako hindi magsasalita kanina eh. Oo, I may be distant pero it doesn&apos;t mean na hindi ko na kayo kakausapin at papansinin. It&apos;s just that, I didn&apos;t really expect to be with you guys tonight. Alam ko kasing impossible yun kasi nga hindi ko naman kayo ma-contact pareho. And you know me. I don&apos;t just go to other people&apos;s houses without being invited or asking permission from them. Kaya ayun. Nanahiik na lang ako kanina. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also can&apos;t relate. Music is not my thing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I do like music is just that I&apos;m not into it as much as you two are. Nung nanunuod naman kayo ng bloopers, sumasakigt na ulo ko, and I was getting dizzy already. Wala na ako sa sarili ko nun kasi sobrang hilong-hilo na ako kaya hindi ko kayo naka-usap, hindi ko kayo sinasagot. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess that&apos;s all I can say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;I&apos;m sorry.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Mar 2008 12:19:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>There are a lot of things that I wanted to tell you.</title>
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  <description>But, I can&apos;t. I just can&apos;t.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&apos;t have the guts to tell you how I feel. Hindi ko alam kung bakit. It&apos;s not because I don&apos;t trust, because I do. I do trust you A LOT.  May feeling kasi ako na if I tell you, it would just be useless. Para kasing alam ko na sasabihin mo eh, or rather lack of it. Masasaktan lang ako lalo if I tell you. Yes, I&apos;m hurt right now. Now, you know. Well, that was just the start. You still don&apos;t know the half of it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;m sorry. :|&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 11:32:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:|</title>
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  <description>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;50&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;AYOKO NA!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 10:59:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;WALA AKONG MASABI!!! EWAN KO!!! AYOKO NA!!!! X-( GRRRRR!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;WIDTH: 107px; HEIGHT: 77px&quot; height=&quot;25&quot; src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/angry.png&quot; width=&quot;26&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 15:10:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Thanks, pa :)</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;When you were 8 years old, &lt;br&gt;your dad handed you an ice cream. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by dripping it all over your lap. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#800000&quot;&gt;When you were 9 years old, &lt;br&gt;he paid for piano lessons. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by never even bothering to practice. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;When you were 10 years old, &lt;br&gt;he drove you all day, from soccer to gymnastics to one &lt;br&gt;birthday party after another. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by jumping out of the car and never looking back.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot; color=&quot;#666633&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot; color=&quot;#ff00ff&quot;&gt;When you were 11 years old, &lt;br&gt;he took you and your friends to the movies. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by asking to sit in a different row.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot; color=&quot;#666633&quot;&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff99cc&quot;&gt;When you were 12 years old, &lt;br&gt;he warned you not to watch certain TV shows. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by waiting until he left the house. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff6600&quot;&gt;When you were 13, &lt;br&gt;he suggested a haircut that was becoming. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by telling him he had no taste. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ff9900&quot;&gt;When you were 14, &lt;br&gt;he paid for a month away at summer camp. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by forgetting to write a single letter. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#ffff00&quot;&gt;When you were 15, &lt;br&gt;he came home from work, looking for a hug. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by having your bedroom door locked. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ff00&quot;&gt;When you were 16, &lt;br&gt;he taught you how to drive his car. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by taking it every chance you could. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#008000&quot;&gt;When you were 17, &lt;br&gt;he was expecting an important call. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by being on the phone all night. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#0000ff&quot;&gt;When you were 18, &lt;br&gt;he cried at your high school graduation. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by staying out partying until dawn. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000080&quot;&gt;When you were 19, &lt;br&gt;he paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus, carried your bags. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn&apos;t be &lt;br&gt;embarrassed in front of your friends. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#8000ff&quot;&gt;When you were 25, &lt;br&gt;he helped to pay for your wedding, and he cried and told you how deeply he loved you. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by moving halfway across the country. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#008080&quot;&gt;When you were 50, &lt;br&gt;he fell ill and needed you to take care of him. &lt;br&gt;You thanked him by reading about the burden parents become to their children. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#00ccff&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;And then, one day, he quietly died. And everything you never did &lt;br&gt;came crashing down like thunder on &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Times New Roman, Times, Serif&quot; color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;YOUR HEART&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot;&gt;. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Lucida Handwriting&quot; color=&quot;#99ccff&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you love your dad, forward this message, &lt;br&gt;if you don`t... &lt;br&gt;then shame on you..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 14:21:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;ll miss you too.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;For you:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, iba talaga voice mo. Nung una, naiinis pa ako. Kasi akala ko iniisip mo na naman yung crush mo sa room nyo. But no, I was so wrong. Hindi naman pala sya yung namimiss mo. Ako pala. And to think, naiinis pa ako sa taong namimiss mo. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Kanina rin, bigla mong sinabing mamimissko yung ganto - yung nasa bahay mo ako lagi kasi wala lang, trip ko lang. Mamimiss mo yung may kausap ka sa gabi.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&apos;ll miss you too. SOBRA! Hindi pa nga ako napapalayo sayo, nakapagbigay na ako ng 50 things I miss about you, pano pa kaya if we&apos;re provinces away. Kahit na malayo ako sayo, don&apos;t worry. Meron pa tayong 2 buwan na susulitin. And even after those 2 months, I&apos;d still be there for you, though I won&apos;t be physically present. Andito lang ako lagi. Kelan ba ako nawala? Kahit nga hindi mo ako kailangan, nandyan ako eh, &apos;di ba? I&apos;m just a text away. You could still talk to me. Hindi nga lang kasing dalas nitong nakaraang school year. Just remember what I always tell you, yung mga bagay na sinasabi ko sayo dati. I&apos;M&amp;nbsp; GONNA MISS YOU SO MUCH!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Btw, If I was the one you texted you this afternoon, I would have said.....&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still love you. :|&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 14:59:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We (the SENIORS) made HISTORY.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Yes. You heard it right. Seniors of the school year 2007-2008 of St. Paul College, Pasig has made history.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Una, last batch ata na nagkaroon ng&amp;nbsp;magkaparehong Songfest at Speechchoir. Only (I think) Freshmen na naging 2nd place ovr-all during the intrams, kaya nga galit na galit yung&amp;nbsp;mga batch higher than us eh. &amp;nbsp;Last batch din ata na nagkaron ng magkaparehong Ramayana at Florante at Laura play.&amp;nbsp;First batch na hinandle ni Sir Toor, na walang ibang binabanggit kundi yun college&amp;nbsp; nya at si Kris Aquino. Naging second place uli noong Sohomores pa lang kami sa over-all nung intrams.Third Year, unang batch na pinaghiwa-hiwalay ang classrooms pero, kahit ganun, second place pa rin kami uli sa intrams. Dominated din namin ang Student Coordinating Team dahil arami sa kanila ay galing sa amin. Fourth Year. Eto. Maraming history dito. Una, first batch na nakaranas sa Annex II (aka THE SENIORS BUILDING). Unang mga taong nagbibilang ng mga napatay ng lamok. Unang batch na palipat-lipat ng classrooms. Unang batch na hindi grumaduate sa Gym at dahil dun, sa Tent kami grumaduate. Unang batch na nag-aral at nagpractice for the graduation sa loob ng two weeks lang. We made graduation disaster dahil sa mahina naming pagkanta sa mga songs, maling&amp;nbsp;pangalan&amp;nbsp;ng pari, at sobrang gulong bowing. And, kami lang (ata)&amp;nbsp;ang hindi umiyak during the gradution rites. Marami pa nga sa amin ang nakangiti dahil sa wakas, aalis na ami ng St. Paul.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At dahil sa history naming ito, hindi ganun kadaling kalimutan ang Seniors &apos;08. They will foever be in the mind and hearts of each and everyone one of the graduate, teachers, and fellow High School students. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;I&apos;ll miss you guys. Thank you for FOUR GREAT, WONDERFUL, and EXCITING YEARS! :D This is not goodbye for us, because we&apos;re only begining. :) Good luck sa inyong lahat ang always take care. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;We strive for glory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;We&apos;re hungry for victory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our spirits soar high.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let&apos;s start and end this fight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 13:40:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Moving on TAKE 2</title>
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  <description>In my last entry with the same title, I said I wanted to move on. Pero bakit ngayon? There are times na I feel that I have already moved on, may mga times na hindi pa. Then when I ask for a sign, it always says I have. &apos;Di ba dapat matuwa ako? &apos;Coz I finally got I wanted. I&apos;ve moved on already (I think). Pero bakit ngayon? Everytime I would remind myself to move on, that I have moved on already, I would get sad. DEPRESSED. There is still a part of me that clings on to what we had before. That Abby does not want to let go. Bakit???? :&apos;( :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will letting her go really give me happiness??? :) :|&lt;br&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 13:32:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Moving on part 2</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 12:13:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;ve kissed someone...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;i&apos;ve kissed someone:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[x] on the cheek.&lt;br&gt;[x] on the lips.&lt;br&gt;[&amp;nbsp; ] on their hands or fingers.&lt;br&gt;[&amp;nbsp; ] in my room.&lt;br&gt;[x] in their room.&lt;br&gt;[x] of the opposite sex.&lt;br&gt;[x] of the same sex&lt;br&gt;[x] a little younger than me.&lt;br&gt;[ ] a little older than me.&lt;br&gt;[x] with black hair.&lt;br&gt;[x] with curly hair.&lt;br&gt;[ ] blonde hair&lt;br&gt;[ ] brown hair&lt;br&gt;[ ] blonde hair and blue eyes.&lt;br&gt;[ ] with red hair&lt;br&gt;[x] with straight hair.&lt;br&gt;[x] shorter than me.&lt;br&gt;[ ] with a lip ring.&lt;br&gt;[x] who i truly love/loved.&lt;br&gt;[ ] who was drunk.&lt;br&gt;[ ] who was high.&lt;br&gt;[x] in the morning.&lt;br&gt;[ ] right after waking up&lt;br&gt;[ ] just before bed.&lt;br&gt;[x] late at night.&lt;br&gt;[ ] who I had just met.&lt;br&gt;[ ] who I really didn&apos;t want to kiss.&lt;br&gt;[ ] while i was going out with some else.&lt;br&gt;[ ] on a bed.&lt;br&gt;[ ] in a graveyard.&lt;br&gt;[x] at school.&lt;br&gt;[ ] against a wall.&lt;br&gt;[ ] at a show.&lt;br&gt;[x] at the beach.&lt;br&gt;[x] in a pool.&lt;br&gt;[x] who was/is a good friend.&lt;br&gt;[ ] in the rain.&lt;br&gt;[ ] with an std.&lt;br&gt;[ ] in the shower/tub&lt;br&gt;[x] in a car/taxi/bus.&lt;br&gt;[ ] on a plane.&lt;br&gt;[ ] in the movies.&lt;br&gt;[ ] in a bathroom.&lt;br&gt;[x] in the dark.&lt;br&gt;[ ] on a roof top.&lt;br&gt;[ ] under water.&lt;br&gt;[ ] while driving&lt;br&gt;[ ] a stranger&lt;br&gt;[ ] more than one person at once.&lt;br&gt;[ ] and cried.&lt;br&gt;[ ] goodbye forever.&lt;br&gt;[ ] when i was drunk.&lt;br&gt;[ ] who didn&apos;t speak english&lt;br&gt;[ ] with an accent &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 11:57:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>20 firsts</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;20 firsts&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;1. Who was your first love? Sha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Who was your first kiss and when? First ever real kiss, Sha rin... during our 1st monthsary (2nd if you will include our first relationship)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. Who was your first prom date? Didn&apos;t go&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Who was your first room mate? My sister :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. What was your first job? none yet.. but i guess, you could call helping in my mom&apos;s office a job...(i fixed sales reports)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. What was your first car? none yet..wait for my 18th birthday&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;7.When did you go to your first funeral? I forgot....My lolo&apos;s, i guess..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. How old were you when you first moved away from your hometown? uhhh..dunno....10(?)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Who was your first grade teacher? Ms. Encarnacion, i think&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Where did you go on your first ride on an airplane? haven&apos;t gone out of the country nor luzon yet..poor me.. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. Where did you go for your first date and who was it with? I was hoping it would be a couple of days after the exams..kasama Sha and in the mall... :|&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. When you snuck out of your house for the first time, who was it with? My GS friends&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Who was your first best friend and are you still friends with them? Clare..yes..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Who was the first person to send you flowers? none :( :))&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;17. Where did you live the first time you moved out of your parents house? haven&apos;t done that either&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Who is the first person you call when you have a bad day? Sha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Who&apos;s wedding were you in the first time you were a bridesmaid or a groomsmen? My tita&apos;s&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. What is the first thing you do in the morning? fix my bed&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 07:01:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wishlist! :D</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;For the person who picked me as her feel good grad baby/dude/(kung ano mang tawag dun &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/smile.png&quot;&gt;):&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*sorry...masyadong mahal..di naman masyadong halatang materialistic ako..sorry na...eh kasi...sky is the limit eh...kaya eto...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;Hoodie (pero walang zipper)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Ipod &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;(kahit ano..wag lang yung shuffle and yung Iphone)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;New phone &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;PSP&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Body Bag and/or Backpack&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Vans&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Guitar&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Life-size stuff toy&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Books (better kung yung series...(tapos yung buong series yung ibibigay nyo &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;))&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;Laptop&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;(preferably Macbook and/or yung Sony and/or yung Toshiba&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;)&amp;gt;&amp;gt;this is mostly for my mom :))&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;*wag food:)) pero dapat kung yun yung ibibigay mo, dapat may kasama pang non-food &lt;img src=&quot;http://images.multiply.com/common/smiles/wink.png&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;para tumagala :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;dadagdagan ko na lang kapag may naisip pa ako :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 10:58:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>moving on.... :|</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;03508&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;I&apos;ve been crying for the past two nights straight already. Kaya mukha akong inaantok sa school and sobrang sakit ng ulo ko. And it was all because of her. Well, not really her. More like how I&apos;m feeling towards her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I wanted to move on already. Move on, as in, wala na akong feelings for her, hindi lang yung okay kami as friends. Madali lang naman kasing gawin yun eh. I don&apos;t really have to forget my feelings for her. I could just pretend na I&apos;m okay with what we are now, na hindi ako nasasaktan. pero, I just can&apos;t do that. I don&apos;t want to pretend. If I pretend, it&apos;s just on the outside. But on the inside, I&apos;d still feel hurt. I&apos;d still get jealous. I&apos;d still want her back. I&apos;d still want her to feel the same way. But. it&apos;s impossible. She can&apos;t love me anymore. She &quot;loves&quot; someone(something) else. We also can&apos;t be together anymore. Kapag nangyari yun, napipilitan lang sha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That&apos;s why I want to move on. Ayoko na kasi yung mga nararamdaman ko. I don&apos;t want to get jealous anymore. I don&apos;t want to be angry at her for things she didn&apos;t do but I want her to do. I don&apos;t want to be hurt anymore. I don&apos;t want to believe that maybe someday, she&apos;ll change her mind about &quot;us&quot;.I don&apos;t want her to feel that I&apos;m tying her down. I don&apos;t want her to feel that I am forcing her to do things for me just because I&apos;ll get hurt if she didn&apos;t. I don&apos;t want to hurt her anymore, even if I didn&apos;t mean to. I don&apos;t want to say that I don&apos;t want to love her anymore because the truth is, I still want to love her...just not this way. :| :&apos;(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;I can smile when I&apos;m with you. I can smile when I think of you. I smile because of you. But I can&apos;t smile because I love you knowing that you dont love me back. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;multiply:no_crosspost&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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