<?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-38700061</id><updated>2011-10-16T04:40:53.512-07:00</updated><category term='i&apos;m bad.'/><category term='wlang kwentang post'/><category term='big bro'/><category term='c x1 o x2?'/><category term='wtf?'/><category term='world peace?'/><category term='want more? :]]'/><category term='sori..'/><title type='text'>Ang galing mo kung nababasa mo 'to. :D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-859654680409122309</id><published>2010-09-30T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T05:59:54.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An open note to my better half:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This act probably showcases how a coward I really am. I know that you are hurt right now, by my own doings, and I swear it pains me also. I dare not say it pains me more, for I know that the pain I have brought you is much more excruciating to bear. I admire you for being true to your word hitherto, for not giving up on me. How could you do that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am probably the worst partner you would ever come across. I have far too many issues than any normal girl my age. I constantly think that I am not good enough, blame my high regards for the concept of improvement. I practice false humility. I go fishing for compliments and simply dismiss them once my goal has been achieved. I suffer with some kind of atrocious inferiority complex. My unstable personality might have caused you a lot of worries, jumping from being too gloomy then being whimsical and fancy all of a sudden. I act like a kid then suddenly act like an old grumpy grandmother. I more often than not wish to isolate myself from you, and the rest of the world in general. I forget a lot of things. I decide with rage. I always lose balance. My queer life is in a relentless state of turbidity. I juggle my academics, alongside a heavy load of extracurriculars, friends, and of course, you. I was never really good in multitasking, just trying to be. I tend to display adamant apathy towards you whenever I feel hurt, depressed or, as much as I try not to, angry. You may wonder how  I have become too indifferent given such a short span of time, but worry not, for my heart is silently breaking with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I regard myself as someone with an incurable disease, love as they call it. Hard as I try, there's just no given cure for it. Even the study of Pharmacy has not given anyone the complete knowledge of this. Maybe the only possible way to know is through imploring Panacea, which is highly irrational as well, for we live in a time where gods and goddesses are just myths. But for the romantics, they say that the cure for love is to love more. Do you believe them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know either. To be honest, I sometimes feel the utmost need to stop you from saying another word. During our recurrent fights, I find a deep yearning for solitude and some time alone. I feel insulted and annoyed by you. Hate is too strong a word, and I know I told you I hated you once, but let that be excused by my limited vocabulary. The thing is, no matter how grave my ill-feelings towards you are, I find myself longing for you afterwards. I find myself swallowing my pride, or what's left of it. I admit it, you are the cause and cure, how silly is that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm now finding a hard time searching for words that would suffice for this open letter. The clock is incessantly ticking and academic demands are slowly caving in.  Thus, I seek to end this letter, with the best that I can, satisfactorily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all boils down on me. No matter how hard I try to escape from you, I just find myself running back. Despite tears and broken hearts, I dream of spending the rest of my life with you. I look forward to more coffee sessions, after midnight conversations, nonsensical and spontaneous adventures, out of this world secret recipes, never ending movie marathons.. simply put, moments spent with you. I look forward to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just hope that when I tell you to give me time alone, please do. I am just as scared of losing you as you are scared of losing me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is so much more to know and learn about each other. But who cares? We have all the time we need. We just have to learn how to utilize our time. My world does not revolve around you. YOU are my world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot promise you that I will no longer have mood swings. I cannot promise you anything. But if you still choose to bear with me, I'd be more than glad and honored. Thank you. For all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am deeply, genuinely, madly and irrevocably in love with you. All lies may be truths, and all truths may be lies, but that one truth is the only exception. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;All yours, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-859654680409122309?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/859654680409122309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=859654680409122309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/859654680409122309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/859654680409122309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/09/open-note-to-my-better-half-this-act.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2520694396810225200</id><published>2010-09-26T08:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T09:05:48.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Comfortable as I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(160, 82, 45); -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I need your reassurance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And comfortable as you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You count the days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if I wanted silence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would whisper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if I wanted loneliness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd choose to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And if I like rejection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'd audition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And if I didn't love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;You would know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And why can't you just hold me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And how come it is so hard?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And do you like to see me broken?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And why do I still care, still care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You say you see the light now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the end of this narrow hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish it didn't matter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I wish I didn't give you all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Poor little misunderstood baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No one likes a sad face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But I can't remember life without him&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think I did have good days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I think I did have good days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And why can't you just hold me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And how come it is so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And do you like to see me broken?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And why do I still care?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now Playing: Just Hold Me by Maria Mena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess that sums it all up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2520694396810225200?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2520694396810225200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2520694396810225200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2520694396810225200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2520694396810225200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/09/comfortable-as-i-am-i-need-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8046648771149645720</id><published>2010-09-13T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T07:25:18.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it's time for me to grow up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Staring blankly at this blinking cursor for quite a while now, my mind has dozed off to a hundred scenarios playing simultaneously in my head. I feel like I can explode anytime now. Blame it on Maria Mena and her songs for giving me the sudden urge of putting into writing all the constructs and ideas trying to get out of my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we were young, we learned how to choose between good and evil. We know the definite line that draws the limit between these two constructs. There's no middle ground. Good is good. Evil is evil. No buts. No ifs. Simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But as we grow old, we learn how to choose between the evil and the lesser evil. Everything's just right in the middle, neither good, neither bad. We say it's the right thing to do BUT.. or we say it's wrong BUT.. As adults we always find a way to defend each side of the story. We become too critical. I say do this, even if it might cause something. You say do that. We say "bahala na. basta." There are a lot of consequences. A lot of choices. Decisions to make. Places to go to. Expectations to live up to. People to stand up for until the end. Dreams to fulfill... You can think of a thousand more infinitives to prove my point and yet it still wouldn't be enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When we were young, we usually engage in a contest of who gets the most number of friends. But as we grow old, we learn to criticize. We learn to differentiate. We learn to choose who to be friends with. Sadly, most of the time we choose friends who we'll benefit from. Survival of the fittest. People invest in people. People use people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't want to grow up if this is what growing up means. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We can't blame people for growing old without growing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8046648771149645720?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8046648771149645720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8046648771149645720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8046648771149645720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8046648771149645720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-know-its-time-for-me-to-grow-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1028966843274193311</id><published>2010-08-15T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T06:24:58.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;The Beauty of a Moment's Pause and Contradicting One's Self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have definitely no idea where this is coming from. I need a moment's pause to articulate and go on convincing myself that everything will be okay. I fail miserably at it though. As I take a break from everything that is expected of me, all I can feel is the utmost need to escape reality. Everyone wants something. Needs something. What about me? I am also human. I need things. I want things. Why is it so hard for people to understand that everyone of us are all screwed up? Why does some people need to be so self-righteous and have this sense of superiority over others? I feel the need to speak up yet I'm afraid of taking control. I have been used to being the leader. Being the one given the most responsibility and yes I am afraid of failing at it. I want to be normal even just for a while. I don't want to be good at something anymore if that means people will expect more. I don't want to be intelligent, or smart, or talented. I want to be unnoticed. I want to go on with my life as others do. I want my load to be not as much. But the constantly seeking creature in me craves for more. I want people to recognize my potentials. I want to leave a mark on other people's lives. I want to help people realize that they can be better, if not the best. I want to bring out the best in everyone, to the point of having it on my own expense. I don't want to die anonymous. When I die, I want people to attest to my being someone who touched their lives. I want to be of help. I want to have a purpose. Yes I may seek attention. But sometimes the attention being given to me isn't really what I want. I want your attention. Not others. Not of anyones. I don't want to be the girl who is admired by many. I want to be the girl who's the constant happiness of one. Just one person. But I guess that's just too much to ask. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; They say nothing lasts forever. Can we be just nothing then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am not making any sense. I am in love. Really am, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1028966843274193311?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1028966843274193311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1028966843274193311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1028966843274193311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1028966843274193311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/08/irony.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2360401382011385396</id><published>2010-08-02T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T05:29:16.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.plurk.com/3246002_b877df36874221938d485b87527ea52f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seventeen years ago my battle began. &lt;/b&gt;Many has waged war against me. I may have won the skirmishes, and most of the time, lost the battles. But with friends like them who are always there for me, what else could I ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I start to feel like I'm losing my game, they are there to pull me back up again. I've been with them since I was 12, barely an adolescent. And look what have become of us. Young, independent ladies :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've got everything I need right here in the palm of my hands. And no matter how much chaos life may bring upon me, I will not back down without a fight.&lt;b&gt; I am capable of being great.&lt;/b&gt; I just have to see it within me.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are too.&lt;/b&gt; Remember that ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2360401382011385396?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2360401382011385396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2360401382011385396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2360401382011385396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2360401382011385396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/08/seventeen-years-ago-my-battle-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-373634486402021177</id><published>2010-07-29T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T06:24:12.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;I'm always torn between wanting to tell my story to everyone to let them know exactly what is in my head and keeping it to myself. The problem is being outwardly unhappy and consistently so it pushes people away, no matter if they say they're always there to listen. There is only so much even your best friends can listen to. On the other hand, to pretend everything is fine is to poison yourself from the inside out; it is to ignore who you are and to lose yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To have friends that think that you are melodramatic, seeking attention and pessimistic or to drown in your own mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly do not know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-373634486402021177?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/373634486402021177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=373634486402021177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/373634486402021177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/373634486402021177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-always-torn-between-wanting-to-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4701133328485709677</id><published>2010-07-29T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T06:21:41.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;OH HEY THERE DEAR BLOGGER,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know what? I MISS YOU. Just as I miss my old self. Just as I miss my friends. Just as I miss my family. Just as I miss everything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss blogging. I miss pouring out all my sentiments, rants and inner thoughts to you. I'm always quite busy 'though. Pardon me if it seems like you're already lost in oblivion. Worry not, for I always think of blogging every other day. It's just that I always am tired whenever I get home or I have lots of things to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, it's another laboratory day at Pharm Chem 125.1. They say that 125 is the first blow in our Pharm life. I'm determined not to fail it though. That's why I need to study really hard! I also have an exam on Chem 18.1 and Physics 51 on Saturday. And come Sunday, we will be having our Temple Tour for Histo II.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That means I can't go home to Laguna again. :( Hayyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaunting tiss lang. 3 years and 8 months pa! Kaya ko 'to! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4701133328485709677?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4701133328485709677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4701133328485709677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4701133328485709677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4701133328485709677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/07/oh-hey-there-dear-blogger-know-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8038929156154874148</id><published>2010-06-29T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T06:22:44.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a mess, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what compelled me to start typing this. I have been awake for about 3 days now. My body, apparently, has fully resisted the solace that sleep gives people. If there's one thing I could really wish for, that would be slumber. Nothing more. I want to escape reality and dwell in something much better. Somewhere I can be free from all these dreadful thoughts and tasks. Even just for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a slave of time and duty. Deadlines have defined my whole personality. I wanted everything to be in perfect order, barely building bridges just to make amends for what I lack. I started to weave my own thread of reality, making myself believe that everything is just as perfect as it is. I know I have been an advocate, for as long as I can remember, of happiness being a choice. Of contentment. Of never having to ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who am I to know any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a lot of demands from myself, from my family and from the people around me. I never learned how to say "no". Can anybody tell me how? Teach me. Show me. Show me how to reject other people without having to hurt them. Teach me how to shed a tear once in a while. Tell me, right to my face, that just this once, I don't have the ability to make it through. Maybe then I'd see reality as it is and not as I made it up. See reality not as the one I enveloped with dreams and fantasies as the child I have been from day one onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this once, I want to be weak. I no longer want to pretend that I am strong. I am as weak as anybody else can be right this very moment. For the truth of the matter is, we are all weak people pretending to be strong. I only barely managed to survive by getting strength from the people around me. And for that, I am very thankful. Thankful to everyone who has been with me every step of the way and for those who believed in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with these beliefs, I can't help but pressure myself. Inside me is a battle I, myself, have started a long time ago. Driven by deep wanting of being appreciated and wanted, I chose to sail on this voyage with an all-powerful Captain, a reliable crew, a marvelous ship, and everything else. But without any map or direction to guide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lost. I need to find my way back. But as I try, all I do is to delve deeper into the unknown. Doors closed, windows opened. I made choices. I regretted some. But still, I carried on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really want this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really deserve this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for being a disappointment. A very big disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tama na ang pagpapanggap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I read people's letters and notes to me telling me that they are very thankful for having me in their lives and for always being there to help them out, I can't help but feel a little pain. Self-pity is a sin that I am very much guilty of. Why can I change lives but I can't change mine? Life's ironies has been getting the best out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I not that thankful for being me? Because contrary to popular belief, I am as screwed as those prisoners with a death sentence. Maybe they're even better off than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sixteen for crying out loud. Barely turning seventeen and I'm already at this state of feeling so sorry for myself. If this is just my adolescent hormones kicking in, I can't say for sure. For as I know, I have long passed the puberty stage of being angry with the entire world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared. Bigger boulders are still waiting to be thrown at me just as I carry on through life. I'm afraid I can't hold on for too long. Fck anticipation. Fck disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be alone. Coz when I am, I can't help but think too much. I want to stop over thinking. I want to stop fretting the future. I want to forget about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just wasted 20 minutes of my life with this but I feel a lot better. And I'm still waiting for your text message to arrive. I want to go home. I want to stop missing my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't sympathize.&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8038929156154874148?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8038929156154874148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8038929156154874148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8038929156154874148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8038929156154874148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-mess-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1216685168337030858</id><published>2010-05-29T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T06:19:56.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I Was Raised on Sesame Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;I was raised by the Children's Television Workshop. So, it is not surprising that, as a grown-up, I am made up of different puppet personalities, each a character in Sesame Street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Cookie Monster.&lt;/b&gt; I am gluttony's child. Even though I am already full, I continue to eat. With my googly eyes and mile-wide mouth,&lt;b&gt; I long to digest all of the world's resources.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Big Bird. &lt;/b&gt;The phallic-ness of that statement cannot be disregarded. Like any typical Filipino male, I consider the largeness of my penis important.&lt;b&gt; To be a man is to be a penis.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Mister Snuffleuppegus.&lt;/b&gt; As a child, I knew I existed. The children I played with recognize my existence. But alas, as a grown-up, I don't know.&lt;b&gt; I must constantly reaffirm my concreteness.&lt;/b&gt; People, most especially my wife, proclaim that I am invisible. My peers consider me insignificant. &lt;b&gt;I have to continuously prove myself. Thus, I have to place little titles at the end of my name, add zeros to my bank account, and wear all these fashionable Italian clothes to give myself weight - else I could be carried away by the wind.&lt;/b&gt; As a child, I could believe in the existence of things which I did not see - I had innocence and faith. But as a grown-up, &lt;b&gt;even seeing does not necessarily mean believing. &lt;/b&gt;Today, I learn that everything I know is false. Eveything is unreal. Even dreams. Mister Snuffleuppegus was an "imaginary friend". Without these invisible connections, how can I get ahead of life? How could I have gotten the job I own now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Oscar the Grouch.&lt;/b&gt; Thanks to my wife, every day is an off day. I get real grouchy, even with my children.&lt;b&gt; Oftentimes, my mouth spews worms and testy language.&lt;/b&gt; I hate being with people. I'd choose to stay in my little trash can in my plush subdivision and never go out. I don't need people. I don't want to go out. I want to be alone. To each his own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Slimy.&lt;/b&gt; Everybody thinks I'm a worm. Especially girls. I don't know what's the big deal anyway. I have the money. I have the looks. Girls should love me. And they do love me. After I spend money on them. &lt;b&gt;The world is my apple and I've eaten through it's core.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Ernie.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; I always forget to say "10-Q" to people.&lt;/b&gt; They don't deserve it. I just laugh in their faces. I love offending people, all for the sake of fun. I love playing games; games which my wife would not approve of. I enjoy taking baths - at the sauna. And everytime I go there, I always swim with my yellow, rubber d_cky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Bert.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Like Bert's absurd bottle-cap collection, I too have a senseless diversion: I collect power, prestige and popularity.&lt;/b&gt; I try to please everyone. I try to be better than anyone. I answer to no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Grover. &lt;/b&gt;I do things, I easily "go overboard". &lt;b&gt;To satisfy my longing for excessive pleasure, I exhaust this planet's resources.&lt;/b&gt; To ensure my economic and social position, I enact laws which retain the status quo; no to land reform, no to worker protection, no to equal rights. To strengthen my ego, I exercise prejudice against those with darker skin, flatter noses, curlier hair. To protect myself, I raise the walls of my house 40 feet high, employ a battalion of security guards, seal off my plush subdivision and forbid anybody who wear slippers and Pandas from entering it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Elmo.&lt;/b&gt; I think I can get things by being cute and I do.&lt;b&gt; Being handsome ensures my innocence and good standing.&lt;/b&gt; Looking like Aga Muhlach results in more opportunities for me. People who look good can never look bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am Forgetful Sam.&lt;/b&gt; I have a convenient memory; it's fractured,&lt;b&gt; I forget the sins I've done to others. But I never forget other people's debts.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am the Count.&lt;/b&gt; I love counting. But I don't like things that are easy to count. I don't like wives because I can only have one. I love things that I can never tire of counting like money, cars, houses and mistresses. &lt;b&gt;Life's magnificence lies in the infinite.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was raised on Sesame Street. I learned that the most powerful words you could know were just four letters long. That the most important numbers are the ones that have more zeros. That like Mr. Hooper, everybody dies. That in life everything is "brought to you today" by something or someone; everything is sponsored, life is one long commercial. That not everyone can "come and play" and that everything is not "A-okay". How can I get away from Sesame Street?&lt;/b&gt;(May 18, 1995)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;-Michael Anthony Dizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;from the book "The Best of Youngblood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-weight: normal; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; "&gt;Sorry I just had to let something out. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1216685168337030858?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1216685168337030858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1216685168337030858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1216685168337030858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1216685168337030858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-was-raised-on-sesame-street-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-3959829994672764306</id><published>2010-04-13T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T07:48:20.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.plurk.com/3299585_557d057aef84192df6a719547ca439d5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you so much for reminding me, Ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. It is NOT an option. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-3959829994672764306?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/3959829994672764306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=3959829994672764306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3959829994672764306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3959829994672764306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/04/thank-you-so-much-for-reminding-me-ate.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-3585549993587676695</id><published>2010-04-12T03:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T05:55:51.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;NP - Hungover by Ke$ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as to explain my mood. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I'm a SEVENTEEN YEAR old. I am not here, once again, to blog about the past 17 years of my existence. I've gone a pretty long way and looking back wouldn't do me any good for now. Looking back would only shame me of all the things that I have done and I have failed to do. Sucks to say but I still believe that I have not been a really good person in the past. And I'm not really proud of that. As I have said per se. I know what I am capable of and I know, for a fact, that I chose a life of mediocrity and complacency. I could've done better. But I still don't regret the fact that I chose to go out and enjoy my life especially way back in HS. It's just that... still you can't change the fact that there are just some things you should have done in the past. But whatever. Fck life. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's about time I really grow up and become more mature in every aspect of my life. I mean, yes it's just right to always have fun because life is too short to be too serious. But still, I think that while I continue to just have fun and go where the tides bring me, I'm losing the very essence with which I have been brought up by my parents and with which I was created by our Almighty Father.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, I'm so tired of myself saying that I'm going to change and be a better person. I've said that a million times before. And though I have said it to myself once again today, I feel like this is the very chance that I have been really waiting for for the longest time. How can I say so? This time I don't want to be JUST better, I want to be really the person that I ought to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of things has helped me in the full realization of my dreams. These things have been the catalyst that has done a great contribution upon my newly-set up goals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sem I believe that I really studied hard. I did what I can. But that just didn't seem enough. I know that still I have done a lot of mistakes and there are still things that I have failed to do as a student. I have been too lax on things. I crammed a lot. I TUMBLR-ed a lot. Haha. I can't help but laugh at the thought. I stayed online when I can sleep. I have been such a big disappointment, if not to my parents, maybe just to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have set up a lot of goals for myself. I admit it. Sometimes I get too consumed by these dreams that I find myself daydreaming about the future. I can't help but compare myself to my blockmates. I feel inferior. I feel like a huge piece of crap trying to cope with people who are way too beyond my level. But then life gave me the chance to pass and still be able to continue this battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am quite surprised to know that my blockmates think that I'm smart because I barely study and yet I pass..and actually admire me for that. Yes I admit that I barely study, as compared to what they are doing. But I just can't imagine myself studying weeks before the actual exam! I mean, hello? Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I realized that what they are doing are for the best. And I've decided to do the same. I can't take the risk and just put it all on luck and this quite amazing brain of mine. I'm not smart. My brain has just this amazing ability of processing things and sorting out which things will come out of the exam and not, seriously! I quite enjoy it. No. Not quite. Really. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going on to other things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Lola got hospitalized last week and of course, during the times that I visit her, my relatives don't stop saying "Kaya ikaw Isay, mag-imbento ka ng mga gamot para hindi na mahirapan ang mga tao pag nagkakasakit at macoconfine/ooperahan," It pains me to see how much hope they invested in me. What pains me more is the fear of disappointing them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also feel burdened by the expectations that I get from people in my College. Unlike others, I am not given the liberty to fail. They expect a lot from me and as what I have firmly believed in for the major part of my existence, in anticipation / expectation only lies disappointment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fights with my boyfriend has been quite frequent, and has been really getting the hell out of me. Yet losing grip and giving up is not an option. I am going to make this work. We both will. And the future I clearly envisage with my mind wouldn't be complete and as wonderful as it is with him not in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still feel a bit out of place when it comes to my blockmates. I don't know. I just don't feel the same affinity towards them as I feel for old friends. Yet I barely get to chance to be with my old friends and I have not the choice but to stick to my old routine of being a solitary creature in our block. Maybe because I feel quite accountable for my blockmates' welfare since Day One. I feel that they look at me not just as an ordinary blockmates but as a blockhead. Someone with quite an authority. And I can't blame them for that. I have this natural tendency to always look after them. Something like that. Haha. So much for being one of the youngest in our block.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm not really supposed to carry as much weight as I am right now. But as a seventeen year old, who am I to know any better?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-3585549993587676695?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/3585549993587676695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=3585549993587676695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3585549993587676695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3585549993587676695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/04/np-hungover-by-keha-so-as-to-explain-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-5483286622901293080</id><published>2010-03-16T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:48:47.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This very moment is not really the perfect time for me to ponder and try to articulate. But there is this negative feeling inside me that wants to be released. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate it. I hate the fact that I am missing myself so bad. Yes I don't have time for myself anymore. The only moment when I can relax and unwind is when I'm with him. At least, for even a short span of time, I forget about everything. But when it's time to go back to reality, I feel so weak and disheartened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to stop the time and stay as we are. I want to forget the world and everything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I want to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But I don't know how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-5483286622901293080?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/5483286622901293080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=5483286622901293080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5483286622901293080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5483286622901293080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-very-moment-is-not-really-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4930712310493026711</id><published>2010-02-16T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T07:00:50.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am a constantly seeking creature. I never seem to get enough of what I already have. I find happiness in the most unexpected places. I am blinded by false hopes, ulterior motives and cruel intentions. As I try, at the very moment, to articulate and find a moment of peace in myself, all I envisage is a reflection of how a blur my current situation is. I try to put everything in perfect order, but life as always has its silly ways of taking me off guard.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This deafening silence as the city sleeps has left me numb and ignorant to the melody and music playing just beyond the horizon. Idleness has been something my stressed and battered mind has been freed from for quite some time now. But in these silent moments, my disease of worrying too much has caused me a lot of tears. If being a coward is a sin, I'd be in prison by now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Words are my only means of expressing the deepest and darkest desires of my heart. As I give life and meaning to every word I write, I feel a tingling sensation of satisfaction with the fact that I am still capable of creating something beautiful. I feel good just by allowing each word to freely flow and give sense to themselves. For in truth, words are one of the few things I cling to for sanity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I have no idea what I am trying to communicate right now. I don't know what I want to say, but I want to write, and I will. Coherence and comprehension are constructs I wouldn't mind just this once. I don't need anyone to understand, I just need to spit it all out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Tonight I allow myself to worry, as somewhere out there, fast asleep is a man I have come to love so much. A man who can be held accountable for most of my sleepless nights. I am scared, not by this man, but because of him. As a child, my hatred on the opposite sex has been built up by past bitter experiences. I forbid myself to fall too hard. I have been doing a great job, I believe, until this man came into my life. He has shown me and taught me a lot. I long for him in the day and dream of him at night. Slowly, my love for this man is starting to consume me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am happy, more than words could ever express. But along side this blissful feeling is a gun pointed directly to my heart. A gun whose trigger, he can pull as he wish anytime. I feel so vulnerable. I try so hard not to give him the notion that I am more than willing to bear any amount of pain just so this would work, but hard as I try, I see myself sending clues that I am, indeed, hopeless without him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;He loves me so much, I believe. But for how long?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will I ever be good enough to make something as beautiful as 'us' last?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Happy 3 years, dear bloggy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;200th post. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4930712310493026711?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4930712310493026711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4930712310493026711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4930712310493026711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4930712310493026711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-am-constantly-seeking-creature.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8629068582910210536</id><published>2010-01-27T17:34:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T18:13:16.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey there dear blogger, it seems like we have a lot of catching up to do. Yes I know I've been so busy lately, plus the fact that Tumblr has got me so damn addicted. No worries 'though, 'coz you will always be my first and true love. I can't explain what or why but you will always be special and I will never have the guts to abandon or even delete you. In you lies so many memories that I will forever choose to treasure. We've been together for quite a while and every single entry I have put in here is very precious to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, 2009 has come to an end. Well, 2009 for me has been a very life-changing year. I graduated. I went to college. I met new friends. I earned a bit of independence. And I fell in love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking back at my past entries, I know I said that I've been in love for so many times. I am now constantly asking myself, is this any different? Well I hope it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've changed. I know for sure. In many ways I hardly can imagine. Maybe this just means I'm growing up, but it might mean a hell lot of other things too. But whatever change he might have inflicted upon me, I am glad. I am no longer the kid who thinks that every relationship revolves around me. Sucks to admit, but I once thought of it that way. I have been too selfish in my past two relationships, I guess. I wanted to find someone who really deserved me for I thought that I am way too cool liek that. But I was really wrong. So wrong. Well I guess I'm just thankful that all is well and I'm, in fact, good friends with them. Lessons are learned and we just have to keep on moving forward. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I stopped counting the days and started treasuring every second. I don't care how long this will last. I've learned that in anticipation lies disappointment. How long has it been? A month? A year? I don't really give a damn anymore. As long as he's here, nothing else seems to matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's quite amazing actually. Whenever I feel so down and lonely, he just keeps on finding ways to make me happy. I feel like he's always somewhere near me and is always ready to cross borders just to be with me. He is my constant source of strength. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you're a good friend of mine, you might know how often we have misunderstandings and little fights. I cry every time and I never tell him that. Coz every time, I am so scared of losing him. This time, I am not the only one holding the thread that might let loose this relationship. But also, I learned that fighting is healthy. Every reconciliation, I feel like we're becoming even closer to one another. Flaws which have been secretly lurking are revealed and accepted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I learned to control my anger. Whenever he has these 'anger' fits, I learned never to get angry too. Coz I know that it will only worsen the situation. If I get angry too, we'd just explode and slow drift away from another. I am slowly learning how to give and sacrifice. I now know why in a marriage, they call it 'pag-iisang dibdib'. Because when two persons are married, they start to act as one. And in that manner, what the other lacks, the other will fill. When one is weak, the one has to be strong. When one is angry, the other one has to stay calm. And through that you both will grow together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He makes me feel so important, holding me dear in his arms. Protectively. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want and will go places with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is real. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8629068582910210536?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8629068582910210536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8629068582910210536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8629068582910210536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8629068582910210536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-there-dear-blogger-it-seems-like-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4190681353290764362</id><published>2009-12-14T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:57:15.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DECEMBER NA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bilis ng panahon. Parang kahapon, New Year pa lang tapos ngayon magPapasko na naman. Mamumulubi na naman ako. Hayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bago ang lahat, iaannounce ko lang na I've also finally gone to the dark side. Yes. may &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUMBLR &lt;/span&gt;na ako. Liek hell. This is academic suicide. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOLLOW ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;www.dropdeadbaby.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Actually yun lang muna ishashare ko. Sa bakasyon na ako magkkwento nang bonggang bongga. Marami rin kasing nangyari, sa block, sa akin, sa family, sa lahat! Basta. Isa-isahin ko ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bulagaan - Nagdrama ako neto&lt;br /&gt;ATC Adventure with my Dad&lt;br /&gt;P'tics Dance Practices&lt;br /&gt;Kwento Konsyerto&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with the Gernales&lt;br /&gt;Mama's Christmas Gift!&lt;br /&gt;IP Christmas Party&lt;br /&gt;Oblation Run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at ang mga mangyayari paaaa..&lt;br /&gt;Toxic Minds Quiz Bee&lt;br /&gt;CP PGH Ward Visit&lt;br /&gt;Lantern Parade&lt;br /&gt;P'tics Christmas Party&lt;br /&gt;UPPhA Christmas Exchange Gift (Di raw siya PARTY haha)&lt;br /&gt;..at ang paghahanap ko ng gift para kay Pao :)) =)) :))&lt;br /&gt;PANSOL WITH MY LOVES! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odibaaaaa! Haha so yun. Sige may class pa ako mamayang 11:30. Bye! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4190681353290764362?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4190681353290764362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4190681353290764362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4190681353290764362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4190681353290764362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-na-ang-bilis-ng-panahon.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6331508892196717808</id><published>2009-11-25T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:13:37.209-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;SWEAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;THIS TIME I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;MEAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; IT &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mayday Parade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhN6CpZJsxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EhN6CpZJsxk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;:"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;This time&lt;/span&gt;, I'll mean it too. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6331508892196717808?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6331508892196717808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6331508892196717808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6331508892196717808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6331508892196717808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-swear-this-time-i-mean-it-mayday.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7442537798929617721</id><published>2009-11-25T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T05:16:00.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-family: arial;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I was planning on putting this on twitlonger but since it became longer than I expected, I'm going to post it here. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY 24TH ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Todayyy - November 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IP 121 Lec&lt;/span&gt; was fun. I really love having Mam Nacabu-an as our professor. I'll have to read and study more though 'coz I didn't quite get apothecary and avoirdupois conversions measurements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IP 121 Lab&lt;/span&gt; was a mixture of both fun and fear. The quiz wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I was able to answer the graded recitation and finished the experiment ahead of time. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Immediately after class, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt; picked me up at Rob and we ate lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korean Village Restaurant &lt;/span&gt;together with his &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom, Dad and Myles&lt;/span&gt;. I was still wearing my white uniform because I had no time to change. My class ended at 1:00 and I can't keep them waiting, like yea. The food was really great! And I was also feeling too shy as usual. I don't know why.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I..feel like I have to impress them both. &lt;/span&gt;Whatever. :| His Mom and Dad were really funny though and Myles is just adorable. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I had nothing else to do so I decided to come to their house first. Our dance practice for P'tics was on 5 PM and I had roughly 3 hours to waste. When we arrived at their house, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uno&lt;/span&gt; was wearing a new polo shirt and he looked so cute! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Mmmm. We did practically nothing while waiting for 3 PM to pass. He still has to go to San Beda to get something so yea. Oh! He played a song of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mayday Parade and Remembering Sunday by All Time Low&lt;/span&gt; on the guitar..so as to explain my LSS for the rest of the day. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I decided to change clothes so yea. I wore MaSci jogging pants and my brother's Superman t-shirt. The t-shirt was too big for me though so he lent me one of his t-shirts. Haha! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I have no plan of returning it to him. &lt;/span&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;The car finally arrived and they dropped me off at my dorm. When I arrived, I immediately fell asleep. Good thing I was able to wake up by 4:30. I ran to CP and found my P'tics batchmates there. I had fun planning our dance for Bulagaan. We also started to practice some of the routines, and we forgot to have our warm-ups, so as to explain my body pains tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Hmmmm. I still have to finish drawing and labeling my Exer 1 for IP 121 which is due tomorrow so I'll better be off now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:16px;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-size:16px;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:13px;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7442537798929617721?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7442537798929617721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7442537798929617721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7442537798929617721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7442537798929617721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-was-planning-on-putting-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7594636268872434794</id><published>2009-11-11T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:17:37.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Miss na talaga kita. :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aww drama. I miss you like I miss SmartBro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Ayy. SmartBro na lang pala katumbas ko ngayon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay lang 'yan. I can't live without the both of you naman ee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hahaha cheesyness nung SemBreak. O siya siya. Pasok na ako. Byeee~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7594636268872434794?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7594636268872434794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7594636268872434794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7594636268872434794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7594636268872434794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/11/miss-na-talaga-kita.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4706882176329896947</id><published>2009-11-11T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:37:10.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule for tomorrow:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 AM at Pharm:&lt;br /&gt;~Meet Ate Jeanne for Sigaw-an night&lt;br /&gt;10:30 AM at Pharm:&lt;br /&gt;~Meet Kuya Louie and Charm for Pharm-lympics and Fairmacy Week&lt;br /&gt;11:00 AM at CAS?&lt;br /&gt;~Meet Jo for venues?&lt;br /&gt;1:00 PM to 4:00 PM at CAS:&lt;br /&gt;~Chem 14 and Soc Sci 1&lt;br /&gt;5:30 PM onwards at USC Room&lt;br /&gt;~Meet FA for Fresh Week&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Way to start the semester, right? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually ngayon ko pa lang naramdaman na pasukan na talaga bukas. Grabe ang dami ko palang dapat gawin this sem so kailangan ko na talaga ng disiplina. Hayy. Ang daming..dapat gawin. Nakakaloka.  :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPPHa&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fairmacy Week&lt;/span&gt; na next week. I feel so useless as usual dahil hindi ako nakakaattend sa mga meeting. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos meron pang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pharm-lympics&lt;/span&gt;. Actually medyo excited ako kasi feeling ko masaya siya tas mga 5th year yung kateam namin. Wee. Hahaha. Ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pharmakinetics&lt;/span&gt;, although hindi ako kasali sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JFEDS&lt;/span&gt;, meron pang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRP &lt;/span&gt;which is on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 4&lt;/span&gt; na raw. Hindi pa rin kami nakakapagpractice. :| Medyo good thing na nga rin na hindi ako nakasali sa JFEDS, bigla kasi akong ininvite ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Agnes na BULLY&lt;/span&gt; dun sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sigaw-an Night&lt;/span&gt; which is from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 20-21&lt;/span&gt;, eh Nov. 21 din yung JFEDS dance competition. So buti na lang din talaga. Ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos meron pa palang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bulagaan sa December!&lt;/span&gt; Hala hala. Wala pa kaming nappraktis ng mga newbie batchmates ko. :| Nakoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Freshman Assembly naman, ayun yung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fresh Week&lt;/span&gt; which is from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 23 to 27. &lt;/span&gt;Andame pa ring dapat ayusin. Sana talaga kayanin namin. Hindi ko alam pero may feeling ako na hindi kaya...or am I just being a pessimist? :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakaloka! :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4706882176329896947?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4706882176329896947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4706882176329896947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4706882176329896947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4706882176329896947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-schedule-for-tomorrow-930-am-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7897628649721300407</id><published>2009-11-11T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T03:33:26.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I'M BACKKKK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After 10 days na walang internet, finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things that I was able to do during the frustrating 10 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. Finished reading The Zahir&lt;br /&gt;2. Finished reading Orosa Nakpil&lt;br /&gt;3. Finished watching Prison Break Season 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;4. Finished watching Gossip Girl Season 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;5. Finished watching Kyle XY Season 1&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on my list, Supernatural. Although I'm not sure kung mapapanuod ko pa siya dahil start na ng second sem bukas. Speaking of, eto na nga pala ang bago kong sched:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Svqd9SF1jnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j2-AZ1lrEtA/s1600-h/heh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 517px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Svqd9SF1jnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j2-AZ1lrEtA/s400/heh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402804379138231922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dahil malabo siya, wag niyo na masyado intindihin. Basta 'yan. 6 days a week na ang pasok ko. Hindi na ako makakauwi ng Laguna weekly since naisip ko na darating ako ng Saturday ng hapon, tapos aalis din ako ng Sunday ng hapon. Hindi na kasi ako pwedeng Monday umalis ng Laguna since 7 ang pasok ko. I can't risk being late. Chem 14 Lab pa naman 'yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa grades, okay naman lahat. Sayang nga lang di ako umabot ng Dean's List. At isa lang ang uno ko, Histo pa. Sobrang nakakaguilty kasi hindi talaga ako nagsipag this sem. Sa Math17 lang ako nagfocus. Damn. Sana mas nagseryoso ako. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaya ngayong second sem, gagalingan ko talaga. Since mukhang eto na ang last chance ko para makapag-dean's list. Pagdating kasi ng Pharm subjects, malabo na. So kelangan galingan ko talaga. Go! Kaya ko 'to. Pag hindi ako nakapagDean's List, ililibre ko si Pao at hindi maari yun. Well yun ay kung Dean's List si Pao at ako hindi. Hahaha. AT HINDI TALAGA MANGYAYARI YON. Dahil magseseryoso na talaga ako. Sana. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang dami ko pang gustong gawin sa buhay ko. Gusto ko bilhin yung Veronika decides to Die at A Thousand Splendid Suns. Pero dahil poor ako, next time na lang siguro. Malapit na ang pasko. Marami na naman akong reregaluhan. Kailangan na mag-ipon. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayyyy. O ayun. Sige sa susunod na lang ulit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7897628649721300407?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7897628649721300407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7897628649721300407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7897628649721300407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7897628649721300407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-im-backkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Svqd9SF1jnI/AAAAAAAAAIY/j2-AZ1lrEtA/s72-c/heh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8732198123355757976</id><published>2009-10-30T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:01:37.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PHOTO FLOOD. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SusW0soU87I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sFHVwXNgFjo/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SusW0soU87I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sFHVwXNgFjo/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398433672922985394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA. Tawa na lang. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehhh. I'm bored. It's raining.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nakakaantok pero hindi ako makatulog. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay may bago akong baby! His name is Damien. And yes he's a keyboard. Thanks Mom! :* Love ya. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Isay: Ma, may boyfriend na ako.&lt;br /&gt;Mama: Sus. Kailan ka ba nawalan?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHAHA SI MAMA NAKIKIAGAW NG WORDS OF WISDOM KAY PAPA. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?  Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to accomplish this sembreak:&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish The Zahir&lt;br /&gt;2. Finish Orosa Nakpil&lt;br /&gt;3. Finish Prison Break&lt;br /&gt;4. Finish Gossip Girl&lt;br /&gt;5. Master River Flows in You &amp;amp;&amp;amp; Bella's Lullaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sige 'yan na lang ulet muna. :D  12:43 na. Di pa rin ako inaantok. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KULOTKULOTKULOT + DAMIEN :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 175px; height: 131px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc3/11635_1230866724797_1022990347_30738332_8293843_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 173px; height: 131px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs009.snc3/11635_1230870004879_1022990347_30738336_303542_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 176px; height: 131px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs009.snc3/11635_1230870044880_1022990347_30738337_3694126_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 131px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs029.snc3/11635_1230870124882_1022990347_30738339_2943989_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagay ba talaga? Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA alam ko nagsasawa na kayo sa PAO pero blog ko 'to. Bakit ba? :)) Wala kang magagawa. :))  Kani-kanina at ngayon-ngayon lang 'to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pao: Umiikot na mundo ko.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Umiikot naman talaga mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Pao: Loko ka ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pao: Mamamatay na ako pota.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Hala bakit?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi nagreply si Pao. After 30 minutes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Isay: Hey buhay ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;Jaycee: Diana jc to. Okay naman si Pao. Sumusuka lang si Pao saglit.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Oh? Seryoso? HAHAHAHA. Nasan na ba kayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At hindi na nagreply si Jaycee. Naman naman. :| Natatawa ako na naeewan. Di ko kasi alam feeling ng nagsusuka dahil sa inuman pero feel ko di siya okay. :| *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:10 na. Hayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 494px; height: 370px;" src="http://images.nikomachine2.multiply.com/image/3/photos/34/600x600/44/DSC06367.JPG?et=CMwNkGDRCjrhtUDSttxZfQ&amp;amp;nmid=290988335" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Block 23 with Ma'am I. October 17, 2009. RH 119.&lt;br /&gt;Mamimiss ko 'to. Sobra. :(&lt;br /&gt;Punta kayo &lt;a href="http://nikomachine2.multiply.com/"&gt; rito &lt;/a&gt; for more pictures. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Note: Ang panget ng arrangement ng post na ito. Halatang chaotic ang utak ko. Darn. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8732198123355757976?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8732198123355757976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8732198123355757976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8732198123355757976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8732198123355757976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SusW0soU87I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/sFHVwXNgFjo/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-5668234428257766242</id><published>2009-10-29T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:31:37.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MIXED EMOTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yan ang naramdaman ko kahapon. Actually nung simula, super saya. Kasi ayun. I woke up at 9:30 and immediately took a bath. Tapos sumakay na ako ng bus papuntang Manila. Sa sobrang traffic, dumating ako sa Manila at about 12:30 PM. Pao and I decided to meet up at 7-eleven since di ko feel maghintay sa dorm. Sabe nia magcocommute lang daw siya eh medyo madilim ang paligid so ayun. Wala lang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating ko sa 7-eleven, pinony-tail ko yung buhok ko para hindi masyadong halatang nagpakulot ako. Eh kasi feel ko hindi niya magugustuhan. Kasi nga parang ever since summer, ilang beses na niya akong sinasabihan na magpagupit na kasi super haba na ng buhok ko. Tsaka hindi naman lingid sa aking kaalaman na mas gusto talaga niya yung maikling buhok. Haha. Alam naaaa. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating na siya and ayun. Nagulat ako kasi hindi kami nagjeep. Haha. Si Kuya Kevs na pala yung nagdrive. Tapos ayun dumating na kami sa bahay nila. Pagpasok sa bahay, yung Dad nia nasa sala nagcocomputer. So ayun. Medyo nahihiya pa rin ako sa Dad nia hanggang ngayon and hindi ko alam kung bakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumasok na kami sa kwarto niya, tapos ayun naglaro muna siya ng NBA sa PC. Nilabas ko yung portable ko since medyo nainip na akoo. Haha. Tapos sabe nia nuod na lang daw kami ng movie. E di nilabas niya yung lalagyan nila ng DVDs at napagpasyahan kong 28 Weeks Later ang panuorin since sabe ni Papa maganda raw yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating si Lance at si Edlyn, yung girlfriend niya, so napalayas kami bigla. :)) Dun na lang daw kami sa taas ng doubledeck. E di ayun. Nanuod na kami. Ang freaky. Kadiri. Pero maganda. Tapos habang nanunuod sabe nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pao : Ang cute naman ng buhok mo.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Ha?&lt;br /&gt;Pao: Nagpakulot ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Oo.&lt;br /&gt;Pao: Ibaba mo dali. Patingin.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Ayoko nga.&lt;br /&gt;Pao: Ang damot mo.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos ayun from time to time kinukulit niya ako na ipakita ko raw sa kanya nang nakalugay. Eh maarte ako eh. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang haba nung movie, nabattery empty yung portable ko at nabitin kaming dalawa. After nun, bigla siyang nagutom. Naalala namin bigla na hindi pa pala kami naglulunch. Tapos nagpaluto na siya. Habang iniintay yung food, nakatulog siya (antukin) tapos ako nagbasa ng The Zahir. Hinatid na ni Lance si Edlyn since may debut atang pupuntahan si Edlyn. Tapos ayun. Pagbalik ni Lance sabe nia aalis daw sila mamayang 7. Tinanong ako ni Pao kung gusto kong sumama pero nahiya naman ako nang bonggang bongga kaya sabe ko wag na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumain na kami tapos ayun. Naghanap na ng sasakyan si Pao since mag6 na. Tapos ayon. Nilugay ko na yung buhok ko. Hahahahaha. Naglalaro ng NBA (na naman) yung magkapatid habang hinihintay namin yung sasakyan tapos nung napansin ata niya na nakalugay na ako, sabe nia "Bagay naman sa'yo eh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngumiti lang ako. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super hindi ko kasi inexpect 'yun. Wala lang ang saya lang. Haha ambabaw amp. Tapos ayun. Sa sasakyan sinabi nia ulet. "Bagay talaga sa'yo." Ako naman, "ehhhh." Tapos sabe nia "Ang arte mo." HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta masaya ako. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinatid nila ako sa service tapos nakatulog ako habang nagbbyahe. Pagdating sa bahay, nagOL ako as usual. Tapos nakausap ko si Sharky at ibinalita nia sakin yung nangyari sa removals ng Math17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nalungkot ako nang bonggang bongga sa nabalitaan ko. Wala lang. Kasi kahit na sabihin natin na magkakasama pa rin kami sa ilang subjects, syempre iba na. IP will never be the same again. :( Naiyak ako. Kasi. Parang alam niyo yun. As blockhead, gusto ko united kami palagi. Gusto ko lagi kaming magkakasama. Pero ngayon, parang mahirap na. Pero kakayanin pa rin. Kahit mahirap sa sched, gagawa pa rin ng paraan para magkasama-sama. Hayy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun lang. Nalungkot talaga ako. Kasi yung isa sa mga pinakaclose ko talaga, hindi kinaya. Pag naaalala ko, super nalulungkot pa rin ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero ganun talaga ang buhay. Hayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nakakalungkot din kasi si Xyra, Munik, Keesha at Chryzl eh magpapaderma raw ngayon tapos manunuod ng 500 Days of Summer. Hindi ako makasama kasi may block rosary dito sa bahay mamaya and nakapagpangako ako na ako yung maglelead ng prayer. Gusto ko talaga sumama kaso hindi pwede. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kung ibang bagay siguro yung pinag-commitan ko, okay lang kahit i-cancel ko. Pero iba kasi yun ee. Birthday kasi ng Tita ko and since parang naging tradition na namin na kapag may birthday sa family, kami yung maglelead ng block rosary. Kaya ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwede sana kung makakauwi ako ng 5 PM pero I doubt it. Ang original plan ko kasi for this day, magsisimba kami nila Pao kaso nacancel din since ngayon na raw sila pupunta sa sementeryo since may bagyo raw sa Saturday. And para na rin makaiwas sa dagsa ng tao kung sa Sat pa sila pupunta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. *sobsobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-5668234428257766242?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/5668234428257766242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=5668234428257766242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5668234428257766242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5668234428257766242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/mixed-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-3409121719963725770</id><published>2009-10-28T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:00:55.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW CAN LIFE BE SO UNFAIR?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAO'S SUBJECTS FOR NEXT SEM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology&lt;br /&gt;English 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human Relations&lt;br /&gt;NSTP 2&lt;br /&gt;Theolody Education 2&lt;br /&gt;Filipino 2&lt;br /&gt;PE 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANTHROPOLOGY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRINCIPLES OF MANAGEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAW ON FAMILY RELATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISAY'S SUBJECTS FOR NEXT SEM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Communication Skills 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Social Science 1 - Foundations of Behavioral Sciences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE 1 - Foundations of Physical Fitness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chem 14 - Fundamentals of General Chemistry - Lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chem 14.1 - Fundamentals of General Chemistry - Laboratory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Math 100 - Introduction to Calculus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Philo 1 - Philosophical Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IP 121 - Pharmaceutical Calculations and Techniques (Lecture and Laboratory)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSTP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ganito? Bakit ba kasi IP yung nilagay ko sa UPCAT form ko tapos ngayon naiinggit ako? Well although PolSci clearly wasn't a choice for me. Bakit walang Legal Management na course sa UP? Bakit ang gaganda ng subjects niya?? :(( How could life be so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto niya maging surgeon. Gusto ko maging lawyer. Pwede bang makipag-exchange na lang ng course? 50k per sem LANG naman tuition niya.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Shet 50k din yun. &lt;/span&gt;Haha wag na lang pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero...nakakaiyak. Wala akong ibang magawa kundi mag-inhale exhale dito. Eh kasi naman. Oo I consider ComSci, Accounting and English as my forte. Chem? Math? Hello super waterloo ko kaya yun. As you can see, yung mga nakabold lang yung subjects na talagang I look forward to. Yung mga naka-red, oo na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May ANTHROPOLOGY siya. :|&lt;br /&gt;May INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY siya.&lt;br /&gt;May PRINCIPLES OF MANAGEMENT siya.&lt;br /&gt;At may LAWS ON FAMILY RELATIONS siya. Law law law. Lawwwww. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay buhay. Badtrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi naman sa sinasabi kong ayaw ko sa course ko. Mahal ko ang course ko. Kaso minsan, feel ko mas magiging maganda ang performance ko kung iba yung course ko. Hayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-3409121719963725770?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/3409121719963725770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=3409121719963725770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3409121719963725770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3409121719963725770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-can-life-be-so-unfair-paos-subjects.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8133100580479833910</id><published>2009-10-27T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T04:28:59.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE SEM DOWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9 more to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOPEFULLY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I passed Math17.&lt;/span&gt; I'm saying it not because its a big thing,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; well even though for me it is a big thing. &lt;/span&gt;Hindi lang dahil mahirap daw 'to tapos naipasa ko e&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; ipinagmamayabang ko na na nakapasa ako.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. I just felt like saying it for the sake of being able to. Alam mo 'yun? Parang isang malaking tinik yung nabunot sa akin. Tapos ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kapalit?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas marami pang mga tinik na tumusok ulit sa akin. &lt;/span&gt;Kasi after Math 17, may Math 100 pa ako. Tapos Chem 14. Chem 18. At kung anu-ano pa. Ganun naman talaga e di ba? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You just have to keep moving forward. Challenges are given to strengthen us for us to be able to face even greater challenges ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero mas magaan na yung loob ko ngayon after I had some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; talk with my father regarding my studies. Syempre dahil sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super greatness ni Papa Tagumpay&lt;/span&gt;, na-enlighten naman ako nang bonggang-bongga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medyo mahaba ito at magtatagalog ako. Hahaha. Ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete opposite ang nanay at tatay ko. Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt;, seryoso sa buhay. Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt;...oo na lang. :)) Hindi naman sa sinasabi kong walang pakialam sa buhay niya si Papa. Ano lang, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chillax lang siya. &lt;/span&gt;Oo tama. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardcore siya. &lt;/span&gt;Haha. Kaya nga kung tatanungin mo ako, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'd say na mas marami akong namana kay Papa compared kay Mama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Papa, rebelde. Tsaka natuto siyang maging independent at an early age. Ako, rebelde. At nagpipilit maging independent at an early age. HAHA. Oo I have quite more freedom compared to others my age. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi nila ako pinalaki sa sermon, palo at anumang disiplina. &lt;/span&gt;Never akong napagbuhatan ng kamay. Hindi ko alam kung negative ang naging epekto nun sa akin or positive. Kayo na magjudge. Pero basta. Naniniwala kasi sila na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the more na paghigpitan ako, lalo akong lumalaban. &lt;/span&gt;Tsaka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spoiled&lt;/span&gt; din nga pala kasi ako. Sabi ni Papa nung bata pa ako, mahirap daw akong magtampo. Kasi talagang hindi ko raw siya kinakausap for a week pag may tampo ako. Kaya nga ngayon, pag hindi siya nakapunta dito sa bahay tuwing Sunday, the next week may something yun na dala para sa akin at todo pa-sweet at lambing siya sa akin para di raw ako magtampo. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko maalala kung ganun ba talaga ako pero well, bata pa naman ako nun. Oo nadala ko nga siguro yung ugali na yun kasi ngayon, pag may galit ako sa isang tao, hindi ko siya kinakausap for a long time. And yes, nagkikimkim ako kahit na alam ko na mali yun. Minsan lang naman ako magalit, pero hindi yun yung main topic ng post na ito. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun back to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; independence,&lt;/span&gt; I can say na I can decide on my own na. Kung gusto kong gawin ang isang bagay, sasabihin ko kay Mama pero kahit ayaw niya sa bagay na gagawin ko, gagawin ko pa rin. Kasi para sa akin, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hindi naman ako nagpapaalam, nagsasabi lang ako&lt;/span&gt; para alam mo.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ang bitch ko no?&lt;/span&gt; Pero that works out for me and my mom. She understands me. Dahil na rin siguro magkaibang-magkaiba yung pinagdaanan namin when I was her age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laking probinsiya si Mama. Tapos lumuwas lang siya dito sa Manila para makapag-college. Sa PUP siya nag-aral tapos BS Accounting. Uhm. Mag-isa siya rito sa Manila habang yung family niya nasa Atimonan, Quezon. Sa umaga, nag-aaral siya tapos sa gabi, nagwowork. Nakapagtrabaho siya sa Max, Greenwich, Mcdo, etc. etc. etc. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanga ako kay Mama &lt;/span&gt;kasi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super sipag niya talaga.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sadly, hindi ko 'yun namana.&lt;/span&gt; Workaholic nga e. Study-holic pa. Sabe nia sa akin gusto raw talaga niya maging lawyer ever since bata pa siya. Wala lang talagang pera so she worked hard at ngayon, kaunti na lang ggraduate na siya from Law School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maraming manliligaw si Mama.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. HELLO.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ang ganda kaya ng Mama ko.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sayang hindi ko rin 'yun namana. &lt;/span&gt;Anyways. Minsan nga sinasabi niya sa akin, sa dami raw ng nanligaw sa kanya,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bakit daw si Papa ang UNA niyang BF at well, naging asawa LANG NAMAN niya. &lt;/span&gt;Sabe ko na lang, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mama, maganda ka at opposites attract.&lt;/span&gt; So...ganun talaga. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero hindi yun yung point ko,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (na panget si Papa haha diretsahan na! ) &lt;/span&gt;Ang point ko, kahit na maraming manliligaw si Mama, talagang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; studies muna ang priority niya.&lt;/span&gt; Ang galing niya no? Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi ko talaga yun namana. =)) &lt;/span&gt;Malandi anak niya eh. Kanino pa ba ako magmamana? Alam naaaa. HAHA PAPA! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Si Papa, grade school pa lang may syota na. Ayy. Alam na talagaaa. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Mama, Cum Laude. Si Papa,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; College dropout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..SHEEET! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Lord, wag naman po sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero swerte ako pareho sa kanila. Kasi si Mama, naiintindihan naman ako. Sobra sobra nga ee. Boyfriend, shopping, hingi pera, gastos, at kung anu-ano pa. Okay lang sa kanya. Ang hindi okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MABABANG GRADES.&lt;/span&gt; Kay Papa, okay lang kahit bagsak bagsak pa, tae siya rin kasi bagsak bagsak eh, ang hindi okay, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOYFRIEND.&lt;/span&gt; O di ba ang saya. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero kahit na alam kong ayaw nila, pag pinagtatapat ko naman, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala na silang magagawa. &lt;/span&gt;Pag bagsak ako, na hindi pa naman nangyayari, maipapapasa pa ba nila yun? Pag may boyfriend ako, uhhh... &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BASTA WALA SILANG MAGAGAWA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang prinsipyo kasi ng tatay ko, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Buhay mo naman 'yan. Bakit? Ako ba yung maghihirap sa future kung magloloko ka ngayon?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside, alam ng tatay kong maghihirap siya pag nagloko ako. WAHAHAHA. Hello ako at si Acy lang kaya aasahan niya. Bohahaha. Style niya bulok. &gt;:) Pero umeepekto naman sa akin yung pangongonsensiya niya. Kasi nga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ambisyosa ako&lt;/span&gt;, so ayon. You get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun. Siguro nagtataka kayo kung paano napagaan ng tatay ko ang loob ko. Ang haba ng intro pero ito lang talaga gusto kong ishare sa inyo. Napasarap lang ako ng kwento. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganito kasi yun. Parang napagkwentuhan namin yung grades ko. Tapos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Wala ka naman palang bagsak eh bakit ka nag-iinarte diyan?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Eh kasi gusto ko &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;magDean's List. &lt;/span&gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Oh tapos?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Eh ang hirap eh.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Yun naman pala eh.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Kung hindi kaya, wag mong pilitin ang sarili mo. Wala naman sa grades yan eh. Basta gumraduate ka at magkaron ka ng maayos na trabaho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Eh yun pa.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: O anu na naman?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Parang gusto kong magshift.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Saan naman?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Hindi ko alam.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wag ka na lang kayang mag-aral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gagu ka ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Ay sorry wrong question. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Pero seriously, mas magaan ang buhay ko kapag di ka na nag-aral. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Magcall center ka na lang magaling ka naman mag-english ee. O kaya maghanap ka na ng mayamang mapapangasawa tapos magiging battered housewife ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*straightface*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Bakit ba gusto mo magshift?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Nahihirapan ka ba?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Hindi.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Eh ano?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Hindi pa ako nahihirapan. Baka sa future lang mahirapan ako.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Ayaw mo nun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akala ko ba gusto mo ng challenge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Ehhh.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Anong ehhh?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gusto ko mag-PolSci. Kaso ayaw ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tangena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: I mean gusto ko ng something along the line of PolSci kaso ayaw ko maging professor.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Buti naisip mo yan.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Tapos gusto ko rin magComSci, kasi feeling ko magaling naman ako pagdating sa computer stuff. Kaso ayoko sa Math. At gusto ko rin mag-Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Ano yun lahat tayo Accounting?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Eh yun nga.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Wala kayang kachallenge challenge ang Accounting. Madali lang yun ehh. Sayang utak mo run.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Bakit pareho kayo ng sinasabi ni Mama?&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Eh totoo naman kasi. Ang Mama mo nag-accounting lang dahil gusto niya magLaw.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Gusto ko rin magLaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Potangena ang dami mong gusto. Ewan ko sayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Kaya nga ehh.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Magstick ka na lang muna sa IP. Why don't you give it a try? UP lang ang may IP diba?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't worry. Tingnan mo ako, nag-PolSci, nagComSci tapos nag-Accounting. Tingnan mo narating ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yun nga yun ee. Wala kang narating! :((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gaga. Gusto mo tanggalan kita ng allowance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Joke lang. Ikaw naman kasi isang sem na lang sa Accounting hindi mo pa tinapos.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Eh ang boring nga kasi. Ang dali masyado. Kaya maganda yang nahihirapan ka. At least hindi ka mabobore.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Ayun.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Basta gumraduate ka lang. UP yan. Maraming nangarap maging kung nasaan ka ngayon. Wag mong sayangin. Yung Dean's List, bonus na lang yun. Okay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O di ba? O ayun. Haha. Hanggang dito na lang muna. Tinatamad na ako. :)) Galing ng Tatay ko no? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8133100580479833910?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8133100580479833910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8133100580479833910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8133100580479833910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8133100580479833910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-sem-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-268344075242905677</id><published>2009-10-13T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:14:24.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry kailangan ko lang talagang ilabas to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ano bang meron sa araw na ito? Punyeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Most probable date ng Math 17 Finals ay sa Oct. 23. MaSci Foundation Day lang naman 'yun.&lt;br /&gt;2. Magkasabay ang Histo 1 and Bio 20 Lec Long Exam sa Friday.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ang haba ng coverage ng Bio 20 Lec.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bawat araw, (WTF) may meeting ako.&lt;br /&gt;5. Kelangan namin pumunta sa Diliman bukas para sa Herbarium, Long Exam ko rin sa NatSci kinabukasan.&lt;br /&gt;6. Wala pa akong naaaccomplish sa Comm1 na kelangan na sa Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;7. Nahulog ko ata sa jeep yung nameplate ko.&lt;br /&gt;8. Naiwan ko sa BioLab Room yung P300.00 worth of photox ng handouts para sa Pharm100 at sana nandun pa rin siya.&lt;br /&gt;9. Dapat itutuloy namin ni Mama yung naudlot naming dinner kagabi, nagtext siya na papunta na siya. so ako naman hintay lang, after 30 mins at wala pa rin, akala ko natraffic lang siya. Tas after 30 more mins, may nareceive akong text sabe "Andito na ako sa baba." Baba naman agad ako. Pero wala siya. Sunod-sunod na dating ng text like "Hello, andito na ako." "Nasan ka ba?" "Okay sige aalis na lang ako." Super nagbreakdown ako dahil dun. Tiningnan ko yung oras, 30 mins ago pa dapat dumating yung mga text. Tangena talaga. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At most of all, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bakit feeling ko meron pa ring kulang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit pakiramdam ko ako lang yung hindi pa talaga nakakaadjust? Bakit feeling ko..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-268344075242905677?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/268344075242905677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=268344075242905677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/268344075242905677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/268344075242905677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/sorry-kailangan-ko-lang-talagang-ilabas.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-691875123915972043</id><published>2009-10-06T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T05:17:03.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Orolfo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you really want to be a lawyer, try applying for UPMDC (UPM Debate Circle). Through that you'll meet different law students from Ateneo, Diliman, etc. and of course the lawyers of UPMDC. It'll be a lot of fun really while you're having a toxic life in Pharm and who knows they might be of help in realizing your dream. :) Good luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mrs. Sheila G. Nacabu-an&lt;br /&gt;Former UPMDC Member&lt;br /&gt;Top 5, Pharmacy Licensure Exam 2005&lt;br /&gt;PHARM100 PROF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MY LIFE IN 2 WEEKS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 12 - Bowling Finals&lt;br /&gt;October 13 - Pharm100 Project Presentation&lt;br /&gt;October 14 - NSTP Presentation&lt;br /&gt;October 15 - NatSci Third Long Exam&lt;br /&gt;October 16 - Submission of Book Review for Histo&lt;br /&gt;BioLec 4th DepEx&lt;br /&gt;October 20 - Third Long Exam Histo&lt;br /&gt;                      5th DepEx Math17&lt;br /&gt;                      Pharm100 Finals&lt;br /&gt;October 21 - 5th DepEx BioLab&lt;br /&gt;October 22-28 - Finals Week&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be gone for a while now. This time I'm serious. :)&lt;br /&gt;MaScians, kitakits na lang sa 23. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;Napapagod na ako. SA LAHAT. Ayoko na muna makipag-usap. Give me some time to think. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi tungkol sa lovelife  'to. I'm seriously happy and contented with what I have right now in terms of that. *wink*&lt;/span&gt; Basta basta. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tama na muna. &lt;/span&gt;Magsisign-out muna ako sa ngayon. Hindi sa tumatakbo ako, umiiwas or what. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-691875123915972043?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/691875123915972043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=691875123915972043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/691875123915972043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/691875123915972043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6448936425048682621</id><published>2009-10-04T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T10:01:25.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I have been super lazy this whole 'vacation' week, I am feeling a bit scary for what might happen to me this week. But once again, being the slightly OC person that I am, I'll be listing my plans for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is technically today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Math 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- rechecking of 4th DepEx / discussion of answers / new lesson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NatSci 8&lt;/span&gt; - reporting of the remaining groups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comm 1&lt;/span&gt; - to hell with this subject,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm currently in the process of finishing the requirements for this subject &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TONIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1:00-3:00&lt;/span&gt; - BREAK, stay somewhere and copy Marj's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Histo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BioLab&lt;/span&gt; notes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in case i missed some things&lt;/span&gt;, have my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pharm100&lt;/span&gt; paper printed and then for the remaining time, study for BioLab DepEx on Tuesday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bowling &lt;/span&gt;- Play 3 or 4 games maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At the Dorm&lt;/span&gt; - study a bit of Math, then dedicate the rest of the night for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BioLab DepEx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Histo, Math17, BioLec -&lt;/span&gt; Discussion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bio Lab &lt;/span&gt;- DepEx&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4:00 to 5:30&lt;/span&gt; - BREAK, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;read a book perhaps?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5:30 - 6:30 &lt;/span&gt;- FA Meeting, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is in conflict with my Pharm100 subject[6 to 7] so maybe I won't be able to attend Pharm 100, oh well, I have to sacrifice at least one. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At the Dorm&lt;/span&gt; - Finish the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book Report for Histo [deadline on Friday]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NSTP -&lt;/span&gt; Learning Materials&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Free day&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe allot this day for Pharm100 Video/ Hang-out somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;At the Dorm&lt;/span&gt; - Study Math, Write on Journal and Finish Pharm100 reviewer maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Math17 , NatSci8, Comm1&lt;/span&gt; - Lecture&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pharm100 Video / Do anything 'academic' aka&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BE PRODUCTIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Histo 1&lt;/span&gt; - Deadline for Submission of Book Report / Discussion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Math17, BioLec, BioLab&lt;/span&gt; - Discussion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;GALA / SLEEP :))&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not yet sure about the plans for this day, but I'll definitely go home and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;procrastinate all day long aka WATCH MOVIES AND READ BOOKS WEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study Pharm100 for the Finals on Tuesday, among other things. Basta I should be productive during Sundays. :&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Other things in mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fruit to preserve for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bio Lab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm broke. Guhhreat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There, judging from my schedule, I can say that this is one of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not-so hell weeks&lt;/span&gt;. Although I have a DepEx on Tuesday, basically I'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slacking off&lt;/span&gt; from Wednesday to Friday. I've only got the Histo Book Report to worry about. Wooot. That'd be easy, errr..yess. As of now, I've only got that. I still don't know what might come up anyway. So so far, that's my sched. :D SEE : SUBJECT TO CHANGE, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always is&lt;/span&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyeay. That's the magic of listing things. You realize that there's nothing really to be scared about. Hurray! Well then, off to resume my work with Comm1. Goodluck to all of us guys! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We can do this. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On a side note:&lt;/span&gt; Yes I do my best to put some time for me to procrastinate in my schedule. Some sort of reward...even though I don't think I deserve any. Haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy week ahead. But whatev. I hope Odal-Devora's absent tomorrow. :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6448936425048682621?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6448936425048682621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6448936425048682621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6448936425048682621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6448936425048682621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/since-i-have-been-super-lazy-this-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1486783777795085600</id><published>2009-10-01T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T07:08:31.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Another 24 hours wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tumanda na naman ako ng isang araw, pero wala pa rin akong nagagawa. Sabi ko sa sarili ko magpapakaproductive na ako ngayon, wala pa rin. Baket?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paggising ko ng mga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10AM,&lt;/span&gt; bigla akong sinipag at eto nga. Inayos ko muna 'yung blog layout ko. Natapos ako mag-1 na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tapos biglang dumating si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sairah&lt;/span&gt;. Lumubog daw yung buong bahay nila, kaya rito ulet muna siya. So nakipaglaro muna ako nang bonggang-bongga.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tapos nagharvest ako ng crops sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farmville&lt;/span&gt; at nagbantay ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Restaurant City&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakakita ng news na baka raw mag-extend yung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;suspension&lt;/span&gt;, nagresearch kung totoo, at naggm.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tapos bigla akong kinausap ni &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Oliver Lorenzo Felisilda&lt;/span&gt;. E di ayun. Nag&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;webcam&lt;/span&gt;, at kung anu-ano pang chika.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ito oh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.dianumb29.multiply.com/image/6/photos/112/1200x1200/1/oliver-copy.jpg?et=TTfDDGZb0hK8wl0sRlBKow&amp;amp;nmid=287201067"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 442px; height: 280px;" src="http://images.dianumb29.multiply.com/image/6/photos/112/1200x1200/1/oliver-copy.jpg?et=TTfDDGZb0hK8wl0sRlBKow&amp;amp;nmid=287201067" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.dianumb29.multiply.com/image/9/photos/112/1200x1200/2/oliver2-copy.jpg?et=TY37bLMftsw0WD2tUV8BaA&amp;amp;nmid=287201067"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 441px; height: 276px;" src="http://images.dianumb29.multiply.com/image/9/photos/112/1200x1200/2/oliver2-copy.jpg?et=TY37bLMftsw0WD2tUV8BaA&amp;amp;nmid=287201067" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zoom-in. 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Habang kausap si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oli&lt;/span&gt;, may biglang pinacheck/revise sa akin na something si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;. E di yun revise naman ako.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pagkaalis ni Oli, eh nakabukas pa rin webcam ko, super ewang usapan with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jorelle na lasing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nakausap din sandali si&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Momi Ella.  Mark Cua. Cynthia.&lt;/span&gt; At kung sinu-sino pa.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Habang kausap ko si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jorelle&lt;/span&gt;, bigla akong tinawagan ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math17 prof&lt;/span&gt; ko para sabihin yung scores namin sa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Math17 DepEx&lt;/span&gt; tas ipost ko raw sa YG.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E di pinost ko na, tapos bigla na akong pini-m ni&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pao&lt;/span&gt;. Napag-usapan namin si &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepeng&lt;/span&gt;, tas nagbasa-basa ako ng news tungkol sa kanya. Ayun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tapos andameng mga blockmates na nakikibalita rin sa akin. Mga tanong, changes sa schedule, exam dates at kung anu-ano.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Usap-usap. Tas binuksan ko 'yung &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tweetdeck&lt;/span&gt;. Shyet. Andame nang tao. Usap-usap na naman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tas pini-m ako ni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fermine&lt;/span&gt;. Usap-usap, hanggang sa nahantong kami kay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kathy Luna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;E di ayun investigate ng kaunti, tapos nakarating sa conclusion na i-warn na lang ang mga tao tungkol sa kanya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Naggoodnight na si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fermine&lt;/span&gt;, tinamad na ako bumalik sa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Tweetdeck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pagtingin ko sa orasan: 12.54 AM na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakngshyet. Bakit kanina 1 PM pa lang? T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay. Last post ko na talaga 'to. Seryoso. Para mamotivate ako, eto ang gagawin ko sa natitirang 3 araw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Math 17 - Aral ng next lessons.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Precis, Paraphrase at Outline ng The Sense of Self&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Precis, Paraphrase at Outline ng The Filipino echos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Mag-imbento ng ilalagay sa Journal :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Tapusin ang Tino Brigade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; at gawin ang book review&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ayusin ang notes sa Histo1&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Ayusin ang notes sa Bio20 Lec&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag-aral para sa DepEx sa Bio20 Lab on Tuesday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gumawa ng reviewer para sa finals ng Pharm100&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;O sige tama na muna 'yan. Di na ko maglilista ng iba baka di ko rin matapos. Magsisimula na ako ngayon. Kaya ko 'to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1486783777795085600?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1486783777795085600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1486783777795085600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1486783777795085600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1486783777795085600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-24-hours-wasted.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2927592363187871627</id><published>2009-10-01T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:07:42.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OCTOBER NA PALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang bilis talaga ng panahon. Ang masaklap pa, lumilipas ito nang wala man lang akong nagagawa. Gusto ko na pumasok. Gusto ko na matapos ang sem na 'to. Gusto ko ng totoong sembreak. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako maghintay para maharvest ang crops ko sa FarmVille.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako magbantay ng restaurant sa Restaurant City.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako mag-accomplish ng lessons sa School of Wizardry.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako magFacebook.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako magdownload ng kung anu-anong kanta.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako magbasa ng The Tinio Brigade.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako mag-aral.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako magmovie marathon.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako mabuhay.&lt;br /&gt;Natatamad na ako maging tamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punyemas na buhay 'to.&lt;br /&gt;Sana tumila na ang ulan. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;New skin, btw. Naaliw sa kanta ni Regina Spektor. Ayan tuloy. Haynakoooo. Boredom kills. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yun lang.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2927592363187871627?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2927592363187871627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2927592363187871627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2927592363187871627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2927592363187871627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-na-pala.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-5099765163550647093</id><published>2009-09-27T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:37:23.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>These past few weeks, I did/realized/wished that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that Trigonometry is easier than College Algebra.&lt;/span&gt; Although you have to be familiar with certain Algebra topics like Factoring, Radicals, Exponents, etc. etc. in order to prove/get the fundamental solutions for certain quantities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that if others can, why can't I?&lt;/span&gt; I realized that I am also capable of achieving high marks as long as I really do my best to study. I complain about failing, but then I don't do something to stop that from happening. Now that I've done something about it, I got the results that I want and I feel so fulfilled and satisfied. Who ever said I can't? Just myself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JUST MYSELF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that it is no longer fun to hear classes being suspended. &lt;/span&gt;Call me GC or what but I just feel like I'm wasting so much time being a bum here at home. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or maybe it's just my urgent wish of being able to graduate and get this college life over with already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that watching the news only makes me depressed. &lt;/span&gt;That's why I don't watch the news that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that Dylan is my constant reminder that I need to study. &lt;/span&gt;Without him, I could go on stress-free. Why? Because without him, I can't study. All of my files and other school stuff is with him. Maybe I should try not bringing him with me when I go home to Laguna more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.that I want to earn my own money now.&lt;/span&gt; 'nuf said.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I am forced to eat more when I'm with the people I love.&lt;/span&gt; So to become thin, I should be anti-social. To become anti-social, I should be uber gc. To become uber gc, I should fail my subjects. How can I fail my subjects when I want to graduate already? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conclusion: My hopes of becoming thinner are all just in vain. Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.that Twitter is much much better than Plurk.&lt;/span&gt; Just because I love seeing my sentences arranged the way it is in Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I really hate to travel when it is raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I am lucky enough to be living in Laguna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hat I want our dance practices in Pharmakinetics to begin as soon as possible. &lt;/span&gt;I just want to..dance. Oh hey. Meet my Pharmakinetics Family. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SsBQsUZJ5oI/AAAAAAAAAII/N3bUYGuKrG0/s1600-h/small2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SsBQsUZJ5oI/AAAAAAAAAII/N3bUYGuKrG0/s400/small2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386393876653794946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.that I am developing a crush on Gerald Anderson. &lt;/span&gt;Yes. The guy in "Tayong Dalawa". I don't really watch the TV these days. But I remember back in highschool being a fangirl over the "Kimerald" Tandemn during their PBB Days. Wonder why I started crushing him? First, Fit 'n Right donated 1M worth of goods because of him. Second, take a look at these photos:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://18.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqnwz0hxLz1qzp63zo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://17.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqnx0okgbw1qzp63zo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's trying to save some of his neighbors due to the flood. Hot. Right? Got the photos from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.saabmagalona.tumblr.com"&gt; Saab Magalona &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I want to help people.&lt;/span&gt; Even in the smallest ways possible. Even just by donating clothes and relief goods. That would still be helping, right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that my Dad is getting thinner.&lt;/span&gt; I wonder what he's been doing lately? I didn't see him for a month and I really missed him so much. I'm also sick worried about him because his work in Meralco demands so much from him during times like this.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I haven't seen my Mom for a week now.&lt;/span&gt; I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I haven't watched HP 6 until now.&lt;/span&gt; EPIC FAIL!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I wear black/white/gray too often.&lt;/span&gt; Maybe I should add a little color to my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that the New Moon's soundtrack includes great bands. &lt;/span&gt;I am strangely excited to see the film. Maybe because it's a date with Gift? Oh well, I like the Volturi part of New Moon best anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I love the feeling when my blockmates thank me when I tell them there are no classes. &lt;/span&gt;They love me for group messaging announcements like those. Seriously. Well they really have to love me. :)) Kidding.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I want to relearn how to play the piano now.&lt;/span&gt; And guess what? My Mom's going to buy me a new piano come sembreak. I love you Mom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that my brother is starting to care about his academic standing. &lt;/span&gt;Which is quite a relief for me because I've always been his constant reminder that he needs to study. I'm glad he listens to me now. And that he does whatever I want him / ask him to do. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that even though it's already hard to talk to my Lola now, I should still try my best to talk to her and tell her stories about school because she's the one who took care of me when I was still a baby.&lt;/span&gt; She was the one who tried to understand me when I still can barely speak. She was the one who was there for me when my parents were at work all day. And she didn't even complain about how hard it is to take care of me as a baby.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that no matter how tired I am from school, I should never forget to smile at the people I pass by in the corridors or even in the mall.&lt;/span&gt; I shouldn't be too harsh on them even if I'm not feeling well. I shouldn't isolate myself in my room when I'm at home. I should tell stories to my Tita as well. And I should listen to Acy's stories too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I am generally on a bad mood whenever I lack sleep. &lt;/span&gt;Which I often do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I should be more careful with my words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I should always try to check my phone every minute.&lt;/span&gt; I so feel guilty when I forget to check my phone and see that a lot of people has been texting me, asking me about some things, urgent things and all that yada-yada.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that it is such a very happy feeling when people tries to check on you to know if you're alright.&lt;/span&gt; During the whole typhoon period, I've been receiving so many messages, not gms, personal messages with my name on it asking how I was. Thank you so much for the concern everyone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that hugs are the best thing you can give to those who really need it. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that the greatest feeling I can ever feel is to be loved and to be needed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.that I shouldn't ignore people who IMs me on Y!M even though I'm really busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...that people does notice my busy sign in Y!M. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When I ask them how come they don't talk to me anymore, they say it's because of that busy sign. Well then, I'll try my best not to use it anymore. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I have been missing on the simple things in life.&lt;/span&gt; Simple talks. Breakfast. I tend to complicate my life that I have forgotten how easy it is to be happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I could continue writing the novels/stories that I've started last summer.&lt;/span&gt; Before I die, I want one story of mine to be published and be read by everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I want more time to be able to read novels.&lt;/span&gt; I miss reading novels. :(&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.that I should learn how to save money. &lt;/span&gt;Not because my Mom and Dad are generous in giving me extra money means that I should spend everything on anything I see. I've been complaining about not having a decent phone, an IPod, clothes, shoes, bags while other people don't even eat three times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that I should take things one at a time.&lt;/span&gt; I'm no superhero. I have to accept the fact that I can't do everything I want.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And lastly, ....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that it is never too late to be who you could've been.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I still have lots of things in my mind but those probably are enough for now. I hope that you guys also learned a lot of things from the past events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Live. Laugh. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And most of all, LEARN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-5099765163550647093?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/5099765163550647093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=5099765163550647093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5099765163550647093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5099765163550647093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/09/these-past-few-weeks-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SsBQsUZJ5oI/AAAAAAAAAII/N3bUYGuKrG0/s72-c/small2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2214211739085149073</id><published>2009-09-26T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T03:37:35.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S RAINING SH*T TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had to cancel a lot of things because of you stupid typhoon. Seriously! Okay I know that I said hello to HIATUS from blogging until this sem ends but since I'm stuck here at home all day with nothing to do, I shall blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th Departmental Exam in Math17&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't sleep the day before because I was really scared of the test. As you might know, we're already done with the College Algebra part of Math17 and now we are having &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trigonometry&lt;/span&gt;. Hoho! I'm quite terrified of this subject because I just...fear it. Back in highschool, I got my very first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;86&lt;/span&gt; in this subject and my parents were all too angry because of it. Ahhh the memories! :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so yea after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bio Lab,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marj, Blessy and I &lt;/span&gt;went to CP for the Pharmakinetics photo thing. We stayed there for a while answering exercises then when it was already about 5:30-ish, we decided to walk back to CAS. On our way, we saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt; walking along Faura, which was quite a surprise for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At UP, I finally felt the pressure. Grabe. Everyone I see says "Goodluck" to me. My inbox was also flooded by "Goodluck" and "God Bless" messages. Everyone hugs me and says "Kaya mo 'yan". I felt like crying kasi parang..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow feeling ata ng mga 'to babagsak ako&lt;/span&gt;. :)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haha the last statement was just a joke tho. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clinton &lt;/span&gt;handed me the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; seating arrangement&lt;/span&gt; and we proceeded to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAB 105&lt;/span&gt;. I announced who seated next to whom and all that yada-yada. We were all laughing so hard while waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Jobert&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe it's just our way of releasing tension. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Jobert&lt;/span&gt; finally came and gave us the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exam was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;relatively easy&lt;/span&gt;. Relatively, as in compared to the other tests, it is easier. I&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t's still hard tho.&lt;/span&gt; Anyway, after the test, it was raining hard and I still had to go home because it was my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lola's bday.&lt;/span&gt; I didn't mind going back and getting my laptop at my dorm because I was thinking I'll just get it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I arrived home, I greeted my Lola, went to my room, and fell asleep instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up to the sound of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad's voice&lt;/span&gt;. Heee. Its been about a month since we last saw each other. When I looked at the clock, it was already 12-something.  I slept at 10. :)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14 hours baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad won't let me go to Manila because of the rain. Then I received Chryzl's text saying our get together was canceled. T-T Damn. Now I'm sick worried about the girls because I've been receiving text messages from them about how hard the rain is and how high the flood in their places is. And I'm stuck here at home without Dylan. I wonder how he is. I just left him at my desk and I didn't bother putting him inside his bag. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's all pray for everyone who is affected by this flood. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oops I posted this at my Multi a while ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was thinking of a new "About Me" section and it turned out to be so long so I just posted it. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random things you need to know about me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I am named after a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;princess and a goddess&lt;/span&gt;. When you try to look up the meaning of my name, you'd get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Divine and Pure.&lt;/span&gt; That's how heavenly my names is.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just the name tho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I still have to wait for about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 years&lt;/span&gt; before I become legal.&lt;br /&gt;3. I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vain, lazy, ugly and fat. &lt;/span&gt;And no I am not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anorexic&lt;/span&gt; because I still eat too much.&lt;br /&gt;4. I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;insomniac&lt;/span&gt;. I can't seem to get to sleep before 3 AM.&lt;br /&gt;5. I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coffee.&lt;/span&gt; I consume a minimum of 3 cups per day.&lt;br /&gt;6. To compensate for my lack of sleep, I usually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hibernate&lt;/span&gt; when my schedule allows me to do so. Sometimes I sleep for 20 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;7. I just can't live without the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I believe that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ghosts and aliens &lt;/span&gt;exist.&lt;br /&gt;9. I am a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bookworm.&lt;/span&gt; If given the choice, I'd rather lie in the house all day and feed my brain by reading every single book I can find.&lt;br /&gt;10. I like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Katy Perry&lt;/span&gt; and I personally think that Lady Gaga is one of the weirdest persons on earth.&lt;br /&gt;11. I usually research for unknown bands because I am selfish. I don't like listening to bands that are already popular, I stop listening to them when they already are, except of course for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paramore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. My life is full of ironies, I am taking up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Industrial Pharmacy at the University of the Philippines-Manila,&lt;/span&gt; but I don't like drinking medicine.&lt;br /&gt;14. Sometimes I wish my brother is not my brother. He's hot and I'm not. :))&lt;br /&gt;15. I think I got my love for music from my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dad.&lt;/span&gt; I grew up to the music of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oasis, Slipknot, AC/DC, Black Sabbath, Incubus, Matchbox 20, Creed and Eraserheads&lt;/span&gt;. I also got my love for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clothes&lt;/span&gt; from him btw.&lt;br /&gt;16. I can talk to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt; about everything. She's taking up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Law&lt;/span&gt; and because of her, I will be taking it up too.&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I think I'm bi, good thing I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I am a frustrated &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dancer, writer and photographer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I would've taken &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ComSci &lt;/span&gt;as a course but I suck at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Math&lt;/span&gt;. Now I'd want to take up Photography or Fine Arts. But our budget is low so I might have to stick with IP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. I suck at chem. FML. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I love reading entries at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fmylife.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. I used to be crazy about Edward Cullen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I read &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naruto and One Piece Manga&lt;/span&gt; online. Actually Mangas in general.&lt;br /&gt;24. I am in love with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUI.&lt;/span&gt; I think she's one of the best Jap singers ever.&lt;br /&gt;25. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yiruma&lt;/span&gt; is the greatest pianist ever. I play the piano but I suck.&lt;br /&gt;26. I love making lists like this...that's how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OC&lt;/span&gt; I am.&lt;br /&gt;27. I love my life and all its irrationalities, complexities, vagueness, craziness , etc.&lt;br /&gt;28. I also love the people in my life. Especially my girls, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Xyra, Chryzl, Keesha, Jana, Munik and of course JORELLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I was born on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29th of March&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;30. I love writing lengthy and incoherent paragraphs so you probably have to bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;31. You didn't notice that there was no no. 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32. I wrote this for 30 minutes. And if you have gone this far, thank you so much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I made a new playlist for my blog. Hope you enjoy the songs that I included! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2214211739085149073?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2214211739085149073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2214211739085149073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2214211739085149073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2214211739085149073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-raining-sht-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6889245972408534135</id><published>2009-09-19T21:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:46:04.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Diana&lt;/span&gt; will be back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after this sem&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/duhhyana"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; for more updates. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6889245972408534135?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6889245972408534135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6889245972408534135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6889245972408534135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6889245972408534135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/09/diana-will-be-back-after-this-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8243934298905621284</id><published>2009-09-15T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:33:36.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I am in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUSIC&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;and with you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 511px; height: 427px;" src="http://images.plurk.com/3246002_83319320e07334fe0eaa00b0f39ade60.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wish it was so easy to talk to everyone about these matters. Haha. Musicccc~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me for the senseless posts. I just want to keep this blog alive as much as possible. And these are my poor attempts in doing so. I'm sorry I am not as productive as other bloggers. Hohoho. Anyway, yeaaa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8243934298905621284?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8243934298905621284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8243934298905621284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8243934298905621284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8243934298905621284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-in-love-with-music.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2499262072762900735</id><published>2009-09-14T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:37:43.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;DAHIL WALA NANG NAGBABASA NG BLOG KO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 456px; height: 498px;" src="http://images.plurk.com/3246002_64aaad67837596cf35367131d7d37cdb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha wala langgggg. Nakakatamad mag-aral ngayon. :|&lt;br /&gt;Pasado nga pala ako sa third depex ng Math17.&lt;br /&gt;Wootwoot.&lt;br /&gt;Trigo na kame ngayon. Gosssssh. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sige na. MagpapakaGC na ako. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hindinamanakomanlolokoah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2499262072762900735?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2499262072762900735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2499262072762900735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2499262072762900735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2499262072762900735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/09/dahil-wala-nang-nagbabasa-ng-blog-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2611709705493181391</id><published>2009-09-09T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T03:54:39.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gusto ko magblog. :) Gusto kong magblog nang may katuturan. Pero that's quite impossible. Kaya wag na lang kayong umasang may mapupulot kayo rito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa pa, gusto kong magphoto-blog. Pero tinatamad ako. Kaya wag na rin lang. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I would like to thank Ate Irizh for reminding me of the existence of this blog. Heh. N*****i? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 7, 2009 - Happy Birthday Acy! &lt;/span&gt;:) Ang tanda mo na. Hoho. Nothing really quite happened that day. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Munik, Pao, Xy and I&lt;/span&gt; met up at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mcdo MaSci&lt;/span&gt;. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pao and I&lt;/span&gt; went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Araneta&lt;/span&gt; to buy tickets for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cheerdance competition&lt;/span&gt;. We arrived there at about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11 AM&lt;/span&gt; and guess what, SOLD OUT na lahat ng tickets. The only available ones were for Gen. Ad. so we decided to go to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jana's house&lt;/span&gt;, where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Munik&lt;/span&gt; was, to hand her the money so she can try her luck in UPD. I do not want to further elaborate about this topic because I feel bitter, still. DAMN YOU CHEERLEADING COMPETITION. DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today is a Wednesday and yes, it is happy day. I slept at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 AM&lt;/span&gt; and woke up at 6. I was just in time for NSTP class. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ms. Chua &lt;/span&gt;was calling out my name the moment I stepped inside the room. Wheiw. We continued making our learning materials for next sem. After class, H&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oli, Marj, Blessy and I&lt;/span&gt; stayed for a while at the CP Lib to study Trig. Hoho. I went ahead of them because my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom and I&lt;/span&gt; were supposed to have lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain was effin hard and I was wet all over when I arrived at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LandBank&lt;/span&gt;. I received a text message from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Hyna&lt;/span&gt; saying that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;classes were already suspended &lt;/span&gt;but then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Alex&lt;/span&gt; texted as well saying that we will push through with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;photoshoot&lt;/span&gt; for UPCP-100th Anniversary Coffeebook. I returned to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CP&lt;/span&gt; and helped out a bit in designing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPPhA's Bulletin Board. &lt;/span&gt;It was just about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt; when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trishia Gayle&lt;/span&gt; texted me that she and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elaine&lt;/span&gt; were at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mcdo. &lt;/span&gt;I asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Java&lt;/span&gt; what time we're going to start and she said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 PM &lt;/span&gt;because we're still waiting for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Meg and the others&lt;/span&gt; so I decided to drop by Rob first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went directly to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mcdo &lt;/span&gt;and immediately saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elaine and Trishia Gayle&lt;/span&gt; there. I stayed there for about an hour. I was waiting for some news from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Imman &lt;/span&gt;because we were also supposed to meet up that day. By &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 PM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Pauline&lt;/span&gt; texted me to go back to CP because we were about to start. I hurried to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CP&lt;/span&gt; and changed to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white uniform.&lt;/span&gt; When I got back, the photographer haven't arrived yet and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Louie &lt;/span&gt;was playing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plant Vs. Zombies&lt;/span&gt; which was a very cute game.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ate Phya and Charm&lt;/span&gt; was amazed by the cherry bombs and so was I but I was too sleepy due to lack of sleep, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doh&lt;/span&gt;, so I slept for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, it was already time to start. After we finished shooting while wearing our white uniforms, we changed into our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;smart casual clothes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trishia Gayle &lt;/span&gt;was already texting me by that time that she was already with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imman, Pao and Erald at Mcdo. &lt;/span&gt;So there, after a series of jump shoots and yada-yada, I hurriedly changed clothes and took off to Mcdo 2nd floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed there for a while until &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trishia Gayle &lt;/span&gt;told me that she had to go meet one of her blockmates. So we accompanied her there, and the boys told me they'd accompany me to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PGH Court &lt;/span&gt;where I was supposed to facilitate the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Badminton Bakbakan Tryouts for the Freshman Assembly.&lt;/span&gt; When we got there, I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manzo and Andrei &lt;/span&gt;who were preparing for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Basketball Tryouts.&lt;/span&gt; I learned that they were not able to hold the tryouts yesterday because it was raining so basically, we had 3 tryouts today. Basketball, Volleyball and Badminton. I told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manzo&lt;/span&gt; to text me when they have finished with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basketball and Volleyball &lt;/span&gt;so I can come for Badminton, and still, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manzo&lt;/span&gt; hasn't texted me til now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I wonder what happened to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pao, Imman, Erald and I &lt;/span&gt;went back to Rob. Then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JA &lt;/span&gt;came and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edgar&lt;/span&gt; also arrived moments later. Then I decided to go home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. That ends my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs are killing me. And I'm not making any sense anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go get some sleep before I do something productive. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2611709705493181391?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2611709705493181391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2611709705493181391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2611709705493181391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2611709705493181391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/09/gusto-ko-magblog.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-3519584935090103645</id><published>2009-08-31T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:26:40.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kapitan Sino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilit ko mang sabihin sa sarili ko na okay pa ako, alam ko na hindi na talaga eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayokong isipin na dahil sa simpleng report sa Bio na kahit tatlong araw ko nang ginagawa at pinagbubuhusan ng panahon eh hindi ko pa rin siya tapos ngayon kaya ako naiiyak. Hindi ako ganun kababaw na tao. Mababaw ako, pero hindi ganun. Hindi ko alam kung anong hangin ang umihip sa akin at nagkakaganito ako. Pero tsong, ang hirap kasi eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:52 na ng madaling araw. Alam ko kasalanan ko rin kung bakit ako nahihirapan ngayon. Friday, sinimulan kong gawin ang report na ito. Natulog ako ng mga 3 am making a mental note na tatapusin ko ito ng Saturday para mapaprint ko na. Oo, alam ko nung Saturday nagprocrastinate at nagpakasaya lang ako sa bahay nila Paolo. Pero hindi naman kasi pwedeng puro aral na lang ako di ba? Friday night nagpakageek na ako kahit na lahat ng tao ang sarap-sarap ng tulog kasi long weekend nga naman. Sana naman mapagbigyan na ako ng kahit Saturday lang. At tsaka hindi naman ako tumunganga run eh. Nag-aral din ako ng Math 17. Kadiri di ba? Minsan na nga lang kami magkita mag-aaral pa ako ng Math 17 habang magkasama kami. Haha. Wala lang. Natawa lang ako. Ang panget kasi talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday dapat uuwi ako pero tinamad na rin ako kasi mga 9 PM na kami umalis kila Pao kaya okay lang, kasalanan ko. Kaso nalaman kong nasa bahay ngayon si Sairah. Eh grabe ilang buwan ko nang hindi nakita 'yun. Gusto kong umuwi pero hindi ko na ginawa. Nananalangin na lang ako na sana next week andun pa rin siya at hindi pa siya kinukuha nung impaktang nanay niya. Oo impakta siya. Potangena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday paggising ko nagbasa muna ako ng libro para sa Histo. Kumain ng tanghalian. Tapos sinimulan ko na ulit yung report. Mga bandang 11 PM, napagdesisyunan kong matulog muna dahil sobrang sakit na ng ulo ko. Awa ng Diyos nakatulog naman ako, pero nagising din ako ng 1 AM. Since wala nang masyadong tao, pinagpatuloy ko na ang paggawa nung 3 reports. Natapos ko yung unang report ng 7 AM. Nakakatuwa. Si Jana papasok na, ako matutulog pa lang. Amazing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gumising ako ng 10 AM. Naglinis ng kwarto at naghanap ng makakain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 PM na nasend sa akin yung draft ng pangalawang report. Akala ko okay na, pero puro results lang pala nandun. Kinailangan ko pang magresearch para masagutan yung mga guide questions. 7 PM ko na natapos yung report. Dumating si Mama at kumain kami ng dinner sa KFC for 30 minutes. Imaginine mo yun? Inoorasan ko na yung panahon na magkasama kami ni Mama. After 30 minutes, sa ayaw ko o sa hindi, kailangan ko nang bumalik sa trabaho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 PM. Sinimulan ko ang pangatlong report at walang pumapasok sa utak ko. Akala ko rin kasi, okay na yung draft. Kaunting revisions na lang, pero hindi pala. Ginawa ko muna yung reaction paper sa Pharm 100 habang nagbbreak yung utak ko from Bio. 10PM sinimulan kong gawin ulit yung report. Mga bandang 12 AM, nasa discussion pa lang ako. Wala run yung chemical reactions, reagents, reasons at kung anu-ano pang ineexpect kong naandun. Sabe ko, "okay lang. ikaw na lang din magresearch." Pero eto na nga.  1:30 AM nang magsimula akong maiyak. Tangena. Sabaw na sabaw na utak ko. Magsasagot pa ako ng simulated exam sa Math 17. At ang klase ko sa Histo eh 7AM. Ano ako, si Darna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ko sinisisi ang mga bagay na ito sa kung sino. Naaasar lang ako. Sa sitwasyon. Pwede na rin sa sarili ko. Nakakaasar na talaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakaasar ka Diana. Feeling mo kasi kung sino kang magaling. Hindi mo naman kasi kayang gawin lahat ng gusto mong gawin eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko organized lahat. Gusto ko maayos, walang gusot. Gusto ko lahat kontrolado ko. Pero hindi naman ako si God para maging ganun kagaling di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko lahat ng tao sa paligid ko masaya. Masaya ako na nakakatulong sa iba. Gusto ko itulak pataas yung mga nasa baba. Pero sa akin? Sinong tutulak pataas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko yung pakiramdam na kailangan ako ng ibang tao. Ang sarap kasi eh. Alam mo yun? Yung tipong parang ikaw yung takbuhan ng mga nangangailangan. Pero tsong, pano naman sarili mo? Musta ka na nga ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi ka na masyadong umuuwi sa inyo. Pag nasa bahay ka, hindi ka naman makausap nang matino. Birthday na ng kapatid mo next week, last year nasa Baguio ka nung nagbirthday kapatid mo, eh ngayon? Hahayaan mo bang maulit yun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumapasa ka nga sa mga exams, pero sapat ba yun? Alam mo kasi sa sarili mo na kaya mo pang ayusin yung performance mo eh. Kaya mo pa. Kaso yung oras na sana nag-aaral ka, may meeting o kung anu man. Sayang. Pero gusto mo yung ginagawa mo. Sakripisyo. Di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At ngayon, imbes na magblog ka, ano kaya kung simulan mo nang sagutan yung Math mo? 2:15 na 'neng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasensya kung weird. Weird talaga ako. Wag nang magcomment. Salamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kung ako si Kapitan Sino, ganun lang din ba magiging ending ko?  Kung oo, at least nakatulong ako. Kung ako si Ashton Kutcher sa The Butterfly Effect, mas okay na rin bang ganun na lang mangyari sa akin? :((&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: lagi ka ng nagpupuyat.&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ikaw rin kaya&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: ee wala naman akong pasok bukas.&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: sleep to the max. :]&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: :]]]&lt;br /&gt;Isay: haha. onga pala.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: ikaw puno pa sched mu bukas.&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: sleep na.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: wow&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Keesha Morante: haha. ayan, adik ka pa.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ngayon lang yan. I love you Kee. Seryoso lalo akong naiyak dito. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-3519584935090103645?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/3519584935090103645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=3519584935090103645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3519584935090103645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3519584935090103645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/08/pilit-ko-mang-sabihin-sa-sarili-ko-na.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8155723970155610329</id><published>2009-08-06T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T03:11:19.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow, it's been ages since I last updated. Gosh I didn't expect college to be this difficult. HAHA. Well I'm always expecting so many things anyway. Better not expect next time, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was supposed to be our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DepEx in Math17&lt;/span&gt;[the dreaded subject] but it was canceled due to the weather. My Math prof said that it would be rescheduled, most probably, on Thursday next week. I didn't know what to feel when I read her text message. I actually didn't sleep because I was studying really hard for it. But then something happened during our Math17 class today which made me realize that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to study more.&lt;/span&gt; I want to make sure that I am going to pass this exam so that the effort of my Math17 prof wouldn't be wasted in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo want to tell you many things about her but you'd probably lose interest anyway. But one thing I can really tell you is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she is the main reason why I am loving Math now.&lt;/span&gt; I have been under so many teachers but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Mam I&lt;/span&gt; is different. She made me realize how fun Math can be. Don't&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; laugh&lt;/span&gt; or anything because I'm being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;serious&lt;/span&gt; here. She's a fresh graduate of BS Stat in UP Diliman and we are her first teaching experience. I have to admit that I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;, in any way, gifted in Mathematics but you know, having her as my professor makes me want to be good..if not the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are only a few people who have influenced me that way, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mam Coco (now Mam Certeza) &lt;/span&gt;- well she's actually one of the main reason why I'm taking up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Industrial Pharmacy &lt;/span&gt;now, she taught me to love Chem even though I find it reaaaaally hard, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Manuel &lt;/span&gt;- everytime I learn that my prof was considered a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"terror"&lt;/span&gt;, I tell myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Wala nang mas nakakatakot pa kay Sir Manuel."&lt;/span&gt; and voihla! I feel better already. I feel like I can face anyone because I was able to survive &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[barely] &lt;/span&gt;Sir Manuel. Haha! Of course my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom&lt;/span&gt;, who is always supportive all the way. Even though I know that she is trying her best&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; not to put any pressure on me now, &lt;/span&gt;I can't help but put pressure on myself. I mean, everything that she does for me is just..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WOW. Do I really deserve this? &lt;/span&gt;You get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People from the USC are also the ones that I look up to, especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Renzo.&lt;/span&gt; I can't imagine how he is able to manage his time, with being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Chair of the USC, the founder of UP-One Earth, being a Med student, being an Oblation Scholar, attending conferences, contests and seminars on different parts of the globe,&lt;/span&gt; I just can't help but stare at him with awe. One thing I also like about him is that he is still well-grounded, we even had the chance to bond and talk while having lunch during the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freshman Assembly Team Building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..speaking of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Freshman Assembly,&lt;/span&gt; I sooooooooooper love my fellow blockheads! I thought they were like veryyy serious people, but once again, I was wrong. I really had fun during our  Team Building Activity and I can't help but be excited for our next meetings. I swear, even though I have other commitments, I'll make it a point that I'll be able to attend every meeting and participate in every activity that we will be having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheiw. That's not all..I still have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pharmakinetics&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPPhA&lt;/span&gt; to worry about. We will be having a garage sale for Pharmakinetics on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday,&lt;/span&gt; which was supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP Sandigan's LTS &lt;/span&gt;but due to certain circumstances, it was moved to August 21. :( Awww. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry Linnae. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPPhA.&lt;/span&gt; Well what can I say? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I FEEL SO USELESS. &lt;/span&gt;I mean, I can't even contribute that much. Even just by attending meetings! *sighs* It's just so hard because we usually hold meetings during Tuesdays from 5:30 PM onwards. I cannot come because I have a class from 6:00 PM to 7:00 PM and I don't know..it's just quite frustrating. Because there are a  lot of things happening in my College and I don't know the details because I'm always not around. How can I be able to echo these infos to my blockmates? I really think that they also have the right to know but..whatever. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need to be happy now. I'll be having my first long exam in Histo tomorrow and my Mock move exam in BioLove in preparation for the DepEx so..yea. &lt;/span&gt;That's how cruel life is. Just imagine how I'd be like come Third Year. Oh damn I can't imagine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOCIAL LIFE = 0. &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHA. Kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm. Actually I have a very active social life right now. HAHA! I'm proud to say that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Xyra, Chryzl, Keesha&lt;/span&gt; and I are still able to find some time to just get together. Of course I wouldn't forget &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jorelle, Rox and Munik.&lt;/span&gt; :D Hm. Thursdays are also unofficial &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Gift" Day&lt;/span&gt;. Hyeay. Mind you, if you consider me a very busy person already, ha! Go see Jana's activities at La Salle. My workload is nothing compared to her..well except for the fact that she stands out in La Salle and I don't in UP. We're probably the same..or she's even&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; worst.&lt;/span&gt; Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes have elapsed since I started typing and I think I better stop now. I told myself I'd start studying Histo by 5 PM and it's already 4:56 in my clock. So yea. That's all for now. Bye~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*So much for telling myself I'd focus on my Acads in College and stop with  all those leadership and stuff. Very good Diana. VERY GOOD. But hey it comes naturally. It's like a curse...that will follow you anywhere you go. Seriously. *wink*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8155723970155610329?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8155723970155610329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8155723970155610329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8155723970155610329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8155723970155610329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-its-been-ages-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7239094769671685695</id><published>2009-07-18T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T23:30:05.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;God, I thank you for this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I have not accomplished as yet all you expect of me, and if that is your reason for bathing me in the fresh dew of another dawn, I am most grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am prepared, at last, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to make you proud of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forget yesterday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; with all its trials and tribulations, aggravations and setbacks, angers and frustrations. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The past is already a dream &lt;/span&gt;from which I can &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;neither retrieve a single word nor erase any foolish deeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will resolve, however,         that if I have injured anyone yesterday through my thoughtlessness, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I         will not let this day's sun set before I make amends&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing I do         today will be of greater importance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will not&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fret &lt;/span&gt;the future. My success and happiness does not depend on straining to see what lurks dimly on the horizon but to do, this day,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; what lies clearly         at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;treasure this day&lt;/span&gt;, for it is all I have. I know that its rushing hours cannot be accumulated or stored, like precious grain, for future use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will live as all good         actors do when they are onstage - only in the moment&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I cannot perform at my best today by regretting my precious act's mistakes or worrying about the scene to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;embrace today's         difficult tasks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, take off my coat, and make dust in the world. I will         remember that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the busier I am, the less harm I am apt to suffer, the tastier will be my food, the sweeter my sleep, and the better satisfied I will be with my place in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will free myself today from slavery to clock and calendar. Although I will plan this day in order to conserve my steps and energy,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I will begin to measure my life in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not seasons; in feelings, not figures on a dial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will remain aware of         how little it takes to make this a happy day.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Never will I pursue         happiness, because it is not a goal, just a by-product,&lt;/span&gt; and there is no         happiness in having or in getting, only in giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will run from no danger         I might encounter today, because I am certain that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing will happen         to me that I am not equipped to handle with your help.&lt;/span&gt; Just as any gem         is polished by friction, I am certain &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to become more valuable throughout         this day's adversities, &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you close one door, you always open         another for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will live this day as if it were Christmas. I will be a giver of gifts and deliver to my enemies the gift of forgiveness; my opponents, tolerance; my friends, a smile; my children, a good example, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every gift will be wrapped with         unconditional love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will waste not even a precious second today in anger or hate or jealousy or selfishness. I know that the seeds I sow will harvest, because every action, good or bad, is always followed by an equal reaction. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will plant only good         seeds this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will treat today as a priceless violin. One may draw harmony from it and another, discord, yet no one will blame the instrument. Life is the same, and if I play it correctly, it will give forth beauty, but if I play it ignorantly, it will produce ugliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will condition myself to look on every problem I encounter today as no more than a pebble in my shoe. I remember the pain, so harsh I could hardly walk, and recall my surprise when I removed my shoe and found only a grain of sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will work convinced         that nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; To do anything today that is truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will face the world         with goals set for this day, but they will be attainable ones, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;not the         vague, impossible variety declared by those who make a career of         failure.&lt;/span&gt; I realize that you always try me with a little, first, to see         what I would do with a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will never hide my talents. If I am silent, I am forgotten, if I do not advance, I will fall back. If I walk away from any challenge today, my self-esteem will be forever scarred, and if I cease to grow, even a little, I will become smaller.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I reject the stationary position because it is always the         beginning of the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will keep a smile on my         face and in my heart even when it hurts today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I know that the world is         a looking glass and gives back to me the reflection of my own soul. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now         I understand the secret of correcting the attitude of others and that is         to correct my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will turn away from any temptation today that might cause me to break my work or my self-respect. I am positive that the only thing I possess more valuable than my life is my honor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will work this day with all my strength, content in the knowledge that life does not consist of wallowing in the past or peering anxiously at the future. It is appalling to contemplate the great number of painful steps by which one arrives at a truth so old, so obvious, and so frequently expressed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever it         offers, little or much, my life is now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will pause whenever I am feeling sorry for myself today, and remember that this is the only day I have and I must play it to the fullest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What my part may signify         in the great whole, I may not recognize, but I am here to play it and         now is the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I will count this day a separate life. I will remember that those who have fewest regrets are those who take each moment as it comes for all that it is worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is my day! These are         my seeds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Thank you, God, for this         precious garden of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7239094769671685695?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7239094769671685695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7239094769671685695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7239094769671685695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7239094769671685695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-i-thank-you-for-this-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-39004319875100453</id><published>2009-07-12T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T04:14:17.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SlnEXoFlmWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sx4EedoZ7d8/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 349px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SlnEXoFlmWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sx4EedoZ7d8/s400/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357529141910804834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Di ko lubos-mawari kung karapat-dapat ba talagang ilagay ang larawang ito sa aking blog. Subalit dahil napakalapit naman sa aking puso nang taong dahilan kung bakit ilalagay ko ito rito, napag-isip-isip kong wala namang masama kung ilalagay ko nga. Kung si Daine nga, nagawang magpakatotoo sa kanyang sarili. Ako pa kaya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan. Wala na akong masabe. Haha. Mahilig kasi ako magprintscreen. Tas pag sa paint kasi, dun agad sa Pictures folder ko nasasave kaya nasa labas din siya kahit na may subfolders pa ako. Ayun. Yun lang. :) Sana ay walang magreact nang kung anuman sa larawang ito. Tutal nilalangaw na ang aking blog at mukhang wala na rin namang masyadong nagbabasa, siguro eh wala na ngang makakabasa pa neto. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yun lang. Di na ko magtatag. Wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-39004319875100453?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/39004319875100453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=39004319875100453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/39004319875100453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/39004319875100453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/07/di-ko-lubos-mawari-kung-karapat-dapat.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SlnEXoFlmWI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sx4EedoZ7d8/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-914038242859102659</id><published>2009-07-04T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T19:19:28.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Naghalungkat ng ARCHIVES. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Isay: oh dyan ka pa?&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale: yeah invi lang&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ahh. oh bakit ka naman naginvi?&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tinataguan kita eh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;April 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;paolo gernale : di kaya. binibilang ko kung ilan butas niyan eh. haha.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 32 ba?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay : adik ka?&lt;br /&gt;Isay : wait tingnan ko.&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; alam ko 32 yan! &lt;/span&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Isay : teka binibilang koo.&lt;br /&gt;Isay :&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; japake yung skyflakes mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay : 54 kaya.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;May 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;paolo gernale: umaga ka na kasi natulog kagabi eh&lt;br /&gt;Isay :  ang labo ng sinabi mo.&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale  ano naman malabo dun?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;umaga ka na kasi natulog kagabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Had fun yesterday. :) The ending was pretty lame, but Megan Fox was enough for me to forget about the naysss of the movie. Hotttt. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell week next week! Lotsa stuff to do. Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-914038242859102659?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/914038242859102659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=914038242859102659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/914038242859102659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/914038242859102659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/07/naghalungkat-ng-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6290258958080277799</id><published>2009-06-27T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T07:23:44.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Heyyy. I'm supposed to be doing a lot of things but since I still don't feel like studying, I'll just blog first. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a blast. A lot of things happened and I'm glad they did because it made things better. How? Well let me tell you. And because I don't feel like typing in English today, magtatagalog ako! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Thursday&lt;/span&gt;, nagkaroon ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiz Bee for Freshmen Students &lt;/span&gt;sponsored by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;USC&lt;/span&gt;. So syempre, pinapunta ko ng maaga yung mga blockmates ko since 08:30 pa naman start ng classes namin para makagawa kami ng banner. E di ayun. In the end, si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharkie &lt;/span&gt;na lang din gumawa ng banner namin. Hahaha. Nakapost nga siya sa dorm room ko ngayon ehh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;proud na proud&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung quiz bee na, sobrang napahanga lahat dahil sa katalinuhan nila &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ericko at Clinton&lt;/span&gt;. Grabe. As in parang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hayop. Bakit alam niya 'yun?&lt;/span&gt;" HAHA. Nung elims, kami ang highest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;72 &lt;/span&gt;ang score namin. Next ang &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INTARMED &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50 &lt;/span&gt;points and then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speech Path&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;49&lt;/span&gt; points. Naawardan din kami ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Php300.00 worth of gift certificates from Tom's World&lt;/span&gt; dahil kami ay &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIBO&lt;/span&gt;.  Super cheer kasi talaga kami. Ang saya kasi yung mga akala kong tahimik samin, mga kalog din pala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayan. Medyo ipapakilala ko sa inyo ang mga blockmates ko! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pat&lt;/span&gt; na RK [rich kid] na excited lagi kapag may mga nagbabalitang walang pasok at kung saan saan ako nakakasalubong. :))&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lariz&lt;/span&gt; na pasimuno ng mga photoshoot at pinakamagaling mag-isip ng cheers sa balat ng lupa. Laban ka pa sa kanya? :))&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles &lt;/span&gt;na taga-Cavite at bigla na lang sumisigaw ng "IP" habang tahimik ang madlang katauhan.&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eco&lt;/span&gt;, ang mayor nating lahat. :)) Go MAYOR!&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;, ang pambansang Barney na nahumaling sa mushrooms bigla.&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prissy&lt;/span&gt;, ang laging iniindian ng mga ka-date niya. :))&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Janvin&lt;/span&gt;, wala lang madalas lang kami magkasabay maglakad pauwi. Bullshit ba? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ann&lt;/span&gt;, na taga DAVAO, at ka-dorm ko kaya sabay rin kami maglakad pauwi. :D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kahawig niya yung crush ko sa Masci. :"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jjanette,&lt;/span&gt; ang baby ng grupo, na minsan lang bumanat, pero taob ka pag bumanat to.&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paulo&lt;/span&gt;, na VIRGIN pa. :))&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rench&lt;/span&gt;, ang gentle giant na super bait. Pinautang ba naman ako ng 500 pambili ng libro. Tapos sabe sa July ko na lang daw bayaran. Take note biglaan pa yun ah! Naglabas lang siya ng 3k tapos ayun. HAHA.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dadi Malcolm type 'to na mas tahimik nga lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessy&lt;/span&gt;, biolab-seatmate ko. Madalas siya kausap ko sa gabi pag nagccram na siya at ako eh tinatamad pa rin kumilos. :))&lt;br /&gt;Si&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Annlo&lt;/span&gt;, ang aking buddy! Cute 'to. Mabait pa. Ang ate ng aming grupo! :)&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Debbie&lt;/span&gt;, ang super gandang crush ko. As in. Siya dapat Ms. Freshie namin ehh, kaso conservative parents niya. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christopher,&lt;/span&gt; ang vain na Mr. Freshie namin. Magkaibang magkaiba to sa personal at sa text. Swear. HAHAHA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakakarelate kami sa isa't-isa dahil nagYMCA din siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niko&lt;/span&gt;, na MAYABANG pero mabait naman daw. Tsaka strong daw siya. DAW. Go bleeding cowboy! :))&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Eto nakakarelate din kami dahil nag-NLTSGO din siya. At magkatapat lang kami ng dorm kaya madalas kaming sabay maglakad pauwi. Madalas ko siyang makita sa 7-eleven na nagdidinner. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jow.&lt;/span&gt; Na panalo ang facial expressions. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OKINAM! Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darwin&lt;/span&gt; na may superpowers. Grabe kung saan-saan siya sumusulpot. Tapos ang cute pa ng boses niya. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Benj at Camille&lt;/span&gt;..na ayiiii! The PhiSci couple. :)) Yun lang ang masasabi ko. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hoy Benj yung audition piece natin! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imz&lt;/span&gt; na gentleman, mabait, nakabrace, laging nakasmile.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Naalala ko nga si Carls sa kanya ehh. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelangan ko pa ba isama sila &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sharkie, Marj at Ericko&lt;/span&gt;?? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAG NA YUNG MGA YUN. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far sila pa lang yung nakakabonding ko talaga. Pero 2 weeks pa lang naman kami ehh. Mahaba-haba pa ang 5 years..or more. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan tapos na ako magpakilala. Haha. Ayun finals na. Jeopardy style ehh. So ayun. Leading na sana kami kaso may isang question na nagkamali sila Ericko kaya nabawasan yung points nila. :( Okay lang IMed naman nakatalo samen ehh. Hahaha. May &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Php1000 kami na gift certificate sa Flopjacks at Php500 pa sa Tom's World&lt;/span&gt;. So &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Php800 na sa Tom's World + Php100&lt;/span&gt; dahil bibo si Prissy. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating pa yung mga &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second year IP students nung final round at si Ate Phya&lt;/span&gt; para suportahan kami. Ang saya talaga grabe. Tapos wala lang. Proud lang ako sa block ko kasi nagstand out kami nung event na yun. Awww. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun lang. Tapos yung Mr. and Ms. Freshie. Di namin ineexpect na makakapasok si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;. Galit pa nga siya sakin ehh. Pinahamak ko raw siya. Asaaa. Hahaha. Tapos ayun. May finalist kami sa Handog kaya gagawa na ako ng design para sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BlockShirt! &lt;/span&gt;Hyeay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos kanina, wala akong pasok. Yung mga cheerdance people lang meron. Pero pinapunta ako ni Sharkie sa CP dahil wala silang prof. Ayun. Nakipagkwentuhan lang ako sa kanila. Haha. Ang saya nga eh. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yun. Tinatamad na ako. Next time na lang ulet. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6290258958080277799?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6290258958080277799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6290258958080277799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6290258958080277799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6290258958080277799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/heyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1150346331659570947</id><published>2009-06-21T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:23:04.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Need to Know and the Fear of Knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abraham Maslow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"The beautiful thing about a belief system is that it seems to be constructed to serve both masters at once:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to understand the world insofar as possible, and to defend against it insofar as necessary. &lt;/span&gt;We do not agree with those who hold that people selectively distort their cognitive functioning so that they will see, remember and think only what they want to. Instead, we hold to the view that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; people will do so only to the extent that they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;have to and no more&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For we are all motivated by the desire which is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, to see reality as it actually is, even if it hurts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assigned reading for Comm Arts I. I just wanted to share that part, that's all. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to your Dad/Papa/Daddy/Erpat/Pa/Whatever. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1150346331659570947?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1150346331659570947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1150346331659570947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1150346331659570947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1150346331659570947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/need-to-know-and-fear-of-knowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6023653838016495778</id><published>2009-06-20T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T04:08:05.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buhay College. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan. One week after magstart ang classes. Haggard na agad ang drama ko. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buhay blockhead.&lt;/span&gt; Grabe. Super hirap na haggard na hindi mo maintindihan. Tapos kelangan marami ka pang load. HAHA. Pero masaya naman. Fulfilling na role siya para saken. Kasi ewan ko ba. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Masochist&lt;/span&gt; nga raw ako sabe ng mga roommates ko. Sabe lang nila ehh. Pero ayun. Sanay na rin naman ako sa ganitong buhay. Taga-photocopy ng mga hand-outs. Taga-ayos ng lahat. Taga-kausap sa professors. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Bridge over troubled waters'&lt;/span&gt;. Amp. Sana lang talaga kayanin ko. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yung orgfair nasa lobby lng ng pharm magseset-up kme ng booths dun. Yung glassware sale at booth naten &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(dahil UPPha ka na) &lt;/span&gt;sa my labas ng library ng pharm. Ok lng dn pla kung gus2 nyo mgbantay ng booth nten pra mejo mkilala nyo dn ung nsa council, we will also b having a miting dis week, in4m q n lang ikaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Kuya Louie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; University of the Philippines Pharmaceutical Association&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala lang. Naishare ko lang. Sabe ko sa sarili ko mag-aaral ako ng bonggang-bongga at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;magdedean's list&lt;/span&gt; ako pero eto na naman ako, naoovercome ng &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extra-curricular activities.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. Pero bahala na, kakayanin ko 'to! Gusto ko rin kasi mag&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pharmacokinetics, &lt;/span&gt;yung dance troupe ng Pharm para ma&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;detoxify&lt;/span&gt; man lang ako kahit papaano. Hindi yung puro aral lang, tulad nga ng sabe ng mga higher years samen. Gusto ko rin mag&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sandigan&lt;/span&gt; tsaka mag&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Debate Circle.&lt;/span&gt; HAHA. Gudlak naman diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buhay Dorm. &lt;/span&gt;Masaya naman. Mas convenient talaga. Lalo na't may mga klase akong nagstart ng 7 at nagtatapos din ng 7. Kahit medyo late na ako magising compared sa dati kong gising, okay pa rin. Okay lang din naman yung roommates ko. Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AJ&lt;/span&gt;, super daming kwento. Pero nakakatuwa rin naman minsan. Haha. Si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Irene&lt;/span&gt;, rock on grabe! Siya una kong naging kaclose. Tapos si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Czar,&lt;/span&gt; super swerte ko dahil second year IP student siya. So lahat ng kailangan ko, meron siya. YAY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Buhay Professors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, gusto ko lahat ng profs ko. Lalo na si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir Arleigh Dela Cruz&lt;/span&gt;. Sabe ba naman samen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Si Quezon? He's nothing but a motherf*cker, bullsh*t, son of a b*tch."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayos di ba? Meron pang isa! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Yang mga tinitingala niyong mga bayani? Mga p*tangina rin yang mga yan ee."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay diba? 7 kasi araw-araw start ng klase namin sa kanya. At least hindi ako masyadong aantukin kasi masaya siya magturo grabe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Sige yun na lang muna siguro. HAHA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mag-aaral na TALAGA akoooo.&lt;/span&gt; Gudlakkkk. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6023653838016495778?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6023653838016495778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6023653838016495778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6023653838016495778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6023653838016495778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/buhay-college.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2592006251597123732</id><published>2009-06-18T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T02:34:02.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fourth day of College! Yeay. So far so good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. There were a lot of things that happened but I have not the energy to tell it all. So I'll try to get over everything in few sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monday.&lt;/span&gt; First day. Nothing much happened. I just had fun with PE. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bowling,&lt;/span&gt; baby. Our Professor is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sir VJ Nuestro&lt;/span&gt;. He's really great. Ahh. Yea. That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Freshmen Welcoming Rites at Fleur de Lis&lt;/span&gt;. All of us were asked to wear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. And it was raining hard. I really got annoyed. After the Welcoming Rites, we had lunch at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wendy's&lt;/span&gt; then proceeded to the Auditorium of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;College of Pharmacy&lt;/span&gt; for our orientation. It was fun. I also learned that there are a lot of organizations that I can join. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT I can't choose. &lt;/span&gt;:( We still had class from 6-7. Pharm 100. After class, it was still raining hard. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Niko&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to walk home er..to our dorms and it is as if we didn't have an umbrella because we were sooo wet.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Darn it. &lt;/span&gt;I just changed clothes and went directly to Rob to meet my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NSTP day.&lt;/span&gt; Our Professor was late and she dismissed us 1 1/2 hours ahead of our real dismissal. She just left a group activity and told us that we can go after we finish discussing our plans. Yeay. I also got my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ID and Student Handbook&lt;/span&gt; at OUR. YEAY MORE! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt; and I met at Rob. Then we stayed for a while at their house. Then went back to Rob again. He asked me if I wanted to watch a movie but I didn't like any of the movies showing so we just walked around Rob for some time. We can't decide what we wanted to do next so we ended up deciding to go home. But it was raining hard, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;, and both of us didn't have an umbrella. In the end, we just bought an umbrella and walked to my dorm. Oh, we stopped by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MaSci &lt;/span&gt;first. And yea. I studied &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Math17 &lt;/span&gt;when I got home. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday.&lt;/span&gt; We finally met our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comm I teacher&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jana&lt;/span&gt; was waiting for me at Rob because we had a scheduled date today. We ate at Wendy's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and talked and talked and talked&lt;/span&gt;. Haha. After that, we went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CPH&lt;/span&gt; to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Palconit&lt;/span&gt; who was with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ace&lt;/span&gt;. They said they were going to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLM&lt;/span&gt; because it's their Foundation Day. Since I have nothing to do and I wanted to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zel &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Dhea&lt;/span&gt;, I decided to join them. When we arrived at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLM&lt;/span&gt;, we were unsure if we can get inside because I was wearing sandals and we needed reg forms to be able to get in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT WE GOT IN.&lt;/span&gt; MWAHAHA. There. We got to talk to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jayvee, Roniel, Arbin, Elaine, Buri, Jeremae, Munik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[who was there also]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, Kim, Twish,&lt;/span&gt; and the Faraday peeps were there also. Jana and I went home. Then I parked my ass in front of the laptop. This is the first time I went home to my dorm empty. Usually, I'm the latest one to go home. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I'll be packing my bags since I have nothing else to do. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2592006251597123732?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2592006251597123732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2592006251597123732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2592006251597123732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2592006251597123732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/fourth-day-of-college-yeay.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1795437238185485824</id><published>2009-06-13T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:04:09.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hey. I'm at my dorm right now and it's freakin' hot. My Mom loves me so much. The first thing we did yesterday was to apply for a Sun Broadband Wireless Internet Connection. I told her I'll be the one to pay monthly, and guess what? She told the cashier to automatically credit the bill to her Visa. I was like.. "I love you Mama!" Haha. Pao also dropped by while we were waiting for the modem to be installed to my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh. The cell site/ tower of Sun is located in the rooftop of my dorm. HELL YEA! Awesome signal. Sun is the fastest thing, everrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't express myself right. Gaaa. It's hot. I think I'd go to Rob later. So yea. Bye~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1795437238185485824?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1795437238185485824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1795437238185485824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1795437238185485824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1795437238185485824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1237939715571270589</id><published>2009-06-08T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:20:20.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVENTFUL DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, today has been an eventful day. Even though I slept at 7 AM and woke up at 3 PM. Wooo. Yay me! So I'm warning you, this is going to be one long post. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLURK&lt;/span&gt;. I finally reached Plurk&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NIRVANA&lt;/span&gt;! Hyeay. (dance) LOL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;. When I woke up, I figured I'd get a little active in FB since FS is really..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ughh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boring&lt;/span&gt;. -_-; Anyways, what I really like about FB are their quizzes and games. I learn a lot of things about myself. Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/persona-rh/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=81419124284&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:81419124284:::0:5344896785180498800::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:695f79c3a82094948fd3acdbbd571ee4&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Personality traits by birth month&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/persona-rh/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=81419124284&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:81419124284:::0:5344896785180498800::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:695f79c3a82094948fd3acdbbd571ee4&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;March&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;March:&lt;/b&gt; Attractive personality Affectionate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shy and reserved&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secretive&lt;/span&gt; Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic Loves peace and serenity &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensitive to others&lt;/span&gt; Loves to serve others Not easily angered Trustworthy Appreciative and returns kindness &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Observant and assess others &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Revengeful&lt;/span&gt; Loves to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; and fantasize&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves traveling Loves attention &lt;/span&gt;Loves home decors &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Musically talented&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves special things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not sure if I really am Shy and Reserved and Musically Talented but I can say that most of them are true. Even the negative one. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/fortune-qp/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=80761791830&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:80761791830:::0:5344898128273426594::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:13946f83c3b4d76efde1e5f64cb34789&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Fortune Teller&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/fortune-qp/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=80761791830&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:80761791830:::0:5344898128273426594::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:13946f83c3b4d76efde1e5f64cb34789&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;33% love, 33% happy, 33% money&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;33% love, 33% happy, 33% money:&lt;/b&gt; Things can get a bit &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and you may be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at times, but chin up because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things are and will be getting a lot better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You will make some changes in your life and lead the life you truly want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm actually expecting the exact thing to happen. I mean, I have already prepared myself of having a hectic life and of course I know that frustration always comes with work but I'm glad to know that the changes that I will make in my life will lead me to what I truly want. I really hope that this is true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatquo-vp/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=87559037327&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:87559037327:::0:5344898953252816136::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:e33c5c49ad55f75116118321671d4ddd&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;What Quote Represents Your Life?&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatquo-vp/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=87559037327&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:87559037327:::0:5344898953252816136::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:e33c5c49ad55f75116118321671d4ddd&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;"Vini. Vidi. Vici."&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Vini. Vidi. Vici."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I came. I saw. I conquered."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; can do attitude in life&lt;/span&gt; and will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;accomplish your goals regardless of what's at stake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I hope so. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/palmrea-us/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=91264740702&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:91264740702:::0:5344899320941989420::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:a45a4b61da6ecf912d0325af05c12dcd&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;PALM READING&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/palmrea-us/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=91264740702&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:91264740702:::0:5344899320941989420::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:a45a4b61da6ecf912d0325af05c12dcd&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Eventful and fulfilling life&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eventful and fulfilling life:&lt;/b&gt; Your hands tell you that you will have an eventful and fulfilling life in which you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoy exciting successful career and personal moves&lt;/span&gt; and the fact that you are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; making a tangible impact on people around you&lt;/span&gt;. You will find &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;constant changing factors around you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at times you may feel tired having to keep up with them&lt;/span&gt;, but you will always feel &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fulfilled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;looking back at the things you've accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Aww. :"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/howoldd-qf/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=105003370925&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:105003370925:::0:5344903160250970434::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:15aa2c8ccd68cd3ab59634812ca8a56c&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;How old do you look?&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/howoldd-qf/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=105003370925&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:105003370925:::0:5344903160250970434::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:15aa2c8ccd68cd3ab59634812ca8a56c&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;16&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are 16 years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You have a very innocent and energetic spirit. You are always on the go and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;full of curiosity and vibrancy&lt;/span&gt;. Though &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;immature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at times, people generally love being around you because you are a breath of fresh air and always have something interesting to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was actually nervous while waiting for the result of this one. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatmen-sj/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=88255692023&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:88255692023:::0:5344921674934562202::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:996761c47dc98778166d5043cc118973&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;What mental disorder are you?&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatmen-sj/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=88255692023&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:88255692023:::0:5344921674934562202::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:996761c47dc98778166d5043cc118973&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder):&lt;/b&gt; You have odd obsessions that you cannot seem to control. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You may even perform rituals to make you feel better. &lt;/span&gt;Counting and continuously obsessing over things happens frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I want to believe that I am not. :( Or am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whoarey-vh/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=85991152772&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:85991152772:::0:5344923754657307252::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:64b54ac1bcaf361eb27e82f2248043ac&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Who Are You...REALLY???&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whoarey-vh/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=85991152772&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:85991152772:::0:5344923754657307252::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:64b54ac1bcaf361eb27e82f2248043ac&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;The Philosopher&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Philosopher:&lt;/b&gt; You constantly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;analyze the deeper meaning of all that occurs in your life&lt;/span&gt;. You are on a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never-ending journey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to find your purpose in life&lt;/span&gt;. You are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;able to see through the surface of situations&lt;/span&gt; and the facades that people often carry. You are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;observant and non-judgmental&lt;/span&gt;. Your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;creative and thoughtful mind&lt;/span&gt; enhances your chosen and natural talents. You feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deeply and passionately&lt;/span&gt; about everything that you do. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your life is about the pursuit of knowledge, understanding, and answers. &lt;/span&gt;You have a great depth to your heart and mind that some may find intimidating and others will be drawn to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha. Too good to be true. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatsyo-ve/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=94462907773&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:94462907773:::0:5344924673909467550::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:17daa0bdbd1e9cf758c4501ac5cd671e&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Spiritual Psychology Test&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/whatsyo-ve/index.php" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=94462907773&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:94462907773:::0:5344924673909467550::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:17daa0bdbd1e9cf758c4501ac5cd671e&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Priest/Priestess&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Priest/Priestess:&lt;/b&gt; Priests and priestesses of ancient times held positions of power. They were the community leaders of their tribe or clan, and often were as much or more respected and honored as the ruling chieftan, king or queen. Their voices were very important in any type of tribal counsel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the modern world, priests and priestesses are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;goal oriented people.&lt;/span&gt; They &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;often work with lists or a plan of action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. They are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strong willed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;know exactly what they want out of a given situation or their lives in general. &lt;/span&gt;They are the talented organizers and compassionate leaders. They are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very comfortable working with groups&lt;/span&gt;, as long as their ideas are respected, considered, and valued. Since they are natural leaders, their ideas are often put into motion. They exude a natural confidence in their abilities and often attract less secure individuals, who may be drawn to their charisma, charm and well grounded nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I didn't know priests were like this. But I agree with the 'list' part. I love to list things. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="CopyTitle"&gt;Diana  took the  &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/discove-qt/index.php?src=m2" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=105752370660&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:105752370660:::0:5344928827357207556::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:5fc58236e25d3e893fa01dcedc6c9bdd&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Discover the secret code in your handwriting&lt;/a&gt; quiz and got the result: &lt;a href="http://apps.facebook.com/discove-qt/index.php?src=m2" onclick="(new Image()).src = '/ajax/ct.php?app_id=105752370660&amp;amp;action_type=3&amp;amp;post_form_id=f49b7d381061608dcf453d05a60bf319&amp;amp;position=14&amp;amp;' + Math.random();ft(&amp;quot;4:9:63:0:0:::::1022990347:1:105752370660:::0:5344928827357207556::0::0::::&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;1244479237:5fc58236e25d3e893fa01dcedc6c9bdd&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;clk&amp;quot;,0,&amp;quot;nf&amp;quot;);return true;"&gt;Sophisticated&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sophisticated:&lt;/b&gt; There's a lot going on with your handwriting - the variation in pressure, the curves, the unexpected twists etc. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They speaks to the depth of your personality, which has various components nicely blended together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I didn't know my personality actually has depth. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conferences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two Y!M conferences today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one was with Einstein because we were planning to surprise Mam Gumboc on her birthday. :) I really missed those guys. Adolfo changed. He's not like before. LOL. Marpa's still marpa. David's coniotic, Atenista, eh ? What else? Yea. Angel's HAPPY. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one was with Chryzl, Jana and Xyra. We're planning something, the first one to guess would get a cookie! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: gift, kya mo bng magmukhang hnde menor de edad?&lt;br /&gt;Chryzl Pilapil: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :(&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :((&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: hnd tayo makakapasok dun ee.&lt;br /&gt;Chryzl Pilapil: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sasabit tayo kay diana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: tangena &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sige di na ko sasama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. PAGPASENSYAHAN ANG LANGUAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Isay: kotse ko na lang.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; truck ng meralco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: gaga ka diana.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dun tayo sa basket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: tama yan&lt;br /&gt;Chryzl Pilapil: masaya dun&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: gs2 q dun&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: mahangin?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: UU! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sosyal. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NEXT! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Liter of Tears.&lt;/span&gt; I started downloading this at torrent last week, I guess. It's 4Gig big and I'm already 90%+ done in downloading it. Then a while ago, my mom came home with a DVD of it. I was like..WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me, I have more movies to watch! Yeay. So there, that ends this. I guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1237939715571270589?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1237939715571270589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1237939715571270589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1237939715571270589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1237939715571270589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/eventful-day-yep-today-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-5127707533468770223</id><published>2009-06-07T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:07:42.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Franklin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "The Untouchables"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Italian Job"&lt;/span&gt; but I'm not here to blog about those movies, maybe some other time when I'm already finished watching all the movies that are lined up on my to-watch list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you might be wondering why the title of my post is "Franklin", right? Well. Let me share a conversation which made me laugh so bad I fell from my bed, swear. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay&lt;/span&gt;: HOYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt;: hoy ka rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay&lt;/span&gt;: tapos na yun movie. haha. ang gandaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt;: ay talaga? enjoy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay&lt;/span&gt;: uu ang galing nila sobra. haha. ang hot pa ni Charlize Theron. woooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt;: mukhang napahanga ka ah  medyo matanda na un di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay&lt;/span&gt;: oo ang talino kasi nila ee. parang Oceans Series. pero mas masaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay&lt;/span&gt;: ewan ko lang. basta alam ko pinanganak siya sa South Africa. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt;: wala akong napanood kahit isa nun  ay talaga? ang galing naman. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay&lt;/span&gt;: maganda yun! hahaha. dati inisip na namin ni Mama na nanakawan namin yun Landbank ee. inside job. kaso tinamad na ko mag-isip kung pano. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pao&lt;/span&gt;: all star cast un di ba? ayy,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gusto mo paturo ka dun sa mga kaklase ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? hahaha &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bakit di ko naisip yun? Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto pa! Hayop na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Erald&lt;/span&gt; to! Comment lang to sa FS ah. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;eLard&lt;br /&gt;06/07/2009 6:54 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* yup. na move dn kmi ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dhil dun sa AND1 AND1 na skit.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  AND1 AND1? haha.. sapatos un ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A(H1N1) pla.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aun.. kea sa june 15 ung pasok namin..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ewan ko sa'yo Erald. AND1 amp. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hay mga taga-Franklin talaga oo. Nakakabaliw. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Immanuel Canicosa, &lt;/span&gt;may swine plu ka rin ba? Di ka na nagpaparamdam ahh. Miss na kita, hayop ka. :) Sige mambabae ka na lang. Ganyan ka naman e. You've changed. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya ko masyado, sige 12:45 pa lang. Magshower muna ako. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;hey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i love you! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i know those  three words are often over-used and are more often than not, misused as well. but hey, i still think it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;. don't you? then again,  someone once told me that anyone can receive an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'i love you'&lt;/span&gt;, but not everyone can receive an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i love you, too'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but true&lt;/span&gt;. hope it doesn't happen to you. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;and yes i did say i love you too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-5127707533468770223?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/5127707533468770223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=5127707533468770223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5127707533468770223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5127707533468770223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/franklin-i-just-finished-watching.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-3401597070437878320</id><published>2009-06-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:45:18.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just a fast update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Firm"&lt;/span&gt; which starred Tom Cruise. I learned that this was based on a novel written by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Grisham&lt;/span&gt;. I think I should read more of his works, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Client"&lt;/span&gt; which is once again based on his novel. Other movies on my list are: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clear and Present Danger, High Crimes, S.W.A.T., The Devil's Advocate, The Silence of the Lambs, The Untouchables, The Italian Job, The Jacket and Shining Through&lt;/span&gt;. Full of legal movies, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;credits to my Mom&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crossing Over &lt;/span&gt;starring Harrison Ford. It's showing here in the Philippines on July 29, i think. And I'm telling you, it's a good watch. I cried on the latter part, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to 6 Months by Hey Monday. I've got it playing on my mind all day. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love using Google Chrome. Looks professional-ish. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this is my fourth cup of coffee. Yay me. -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-3401597070437878320?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/3401597070437878320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=3401597070437878320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3401597070437878320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3401597070437878320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-fast-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-5386092546804486375</id><published>2009-06-05T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:23:05.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/blogggg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 500px; height: 524px;" src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/blogggg2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You! Yes you! I love you for visiting my blog. Heh. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pafull view naman oh? Grabe 5 hours ko ring ginawa yan. Haha. Maganda ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..hindi? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige na nga, matutulog na lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;para sayo yan. sana magustuhan mo. :) feel in the blanks na lang. woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TENKS DOD~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lineart from:&lt;/span&gt; http://www.eranthe.deviantart.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time:&lt;/span&gt; 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;adobe photoshop cs2&lt;br /&gt;patience and insomnia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-5386092546804486375?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/5386092546804486375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=5386092546804486375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5386092546804486375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5386092546804486375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/pafull-view-naman-oh-grabe-5-hours-ko.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6118383126970359308</id><published>2009-06-04T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T11:14:27.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where this is leading to. I didn't even think that this was possible. Never had I thought that something like this would exist, and strange enough, I'm glad it did. And know what? I'm tired of listening to other people's what-not about you. I've just had enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey. I'm sorry. But I think I'll just let this all go and stop hindering myself. I mean, it's still about me, right? It's not about you. It's me. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why won't you just go and let me do the things that I want. Stop telling me what I should be doing because in case you haven't noticed, you don't know anything about me. You don't really know me, so stop pretending that you do.  I barely know you, for all I know, you're just someone whom I  got to talk to, I had fun, but then it's gone now. So get out of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want coffee. But I can't drink because I want to sleep already. :(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MENTAL NOTE&lt;/span&gt;: I SHALL NOT GIVE IN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And you. You've changed me in many ways imaginable. I'm not sure I'm quite the same person anymore. I am now addicted to music which I didn't know existed before. I'm reading things and watching shows I never had interest in. I listen to you a lot of times. I want to go to places with you. And it may sound weird, but yes I do think of a future with you IN it. This isn't healthy. If you know what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I like you..maybe more. And that's really not a good thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;...TO TWITTER. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pitter&lt;/span&gt;. Patter. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pitter&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Patter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..Can't it just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?          &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Make it right this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;oh and I m&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;iss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;missing you. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HAHAHA! &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6118383126970359308?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6118383126970359308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6118383126970359308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6118383126970359308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6118383126970359308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-where-this-is-leading-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4574700493044414945</id><published>2009-06-02T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:26:02.479-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOOOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PATIKIM. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;****: HOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;       ****: la lng&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: adik to.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;nagulat ako sayo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ****: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako ndi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHIKAAAAAA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;****: hay&lt;br /&gt;       ****: tnung lng&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: hm?&lt;br /&gt;       ****: wla n tlga kau ni &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*tooooot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ****: ?????&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: grabe ah.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: wala naaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;       ****:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAY SLAMAT PANGINOON!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: haha.&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;yan gusto ko sayo e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHIKAAAA SOME MOREEE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;****: aun ang gus2 q tlgang mlman eh&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;       ****: ay tska isa p&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: oh talaga? haha. grabe. super luma na nun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: o ano?&lt;br /&gt;       ****: kmuxta n ung ky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*toooot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hehehe&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: hahaha. okay langgg. wala pa kong balak anuhin yun ee.&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hla&lt;br /&gt;       ****: anung "anuhin"&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: anuhin.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: anu&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: uhh&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: patulan.&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hyup n yn&lt;br /&gt;       ****: ngicp p tlga uh&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hehe&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: oo ganun talaga. mahirap na pag namisinterpret ee.&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;       ****: grabe&lt;br /&gt;       ****: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;so wla k xota ngaun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ****: hehe&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: oh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;wala eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Isay: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;hanap mo ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PARTING WORDS~:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Isay: grabe talaga! hehe. teka nakakausap mo pa ba yun si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*toooot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;? naguguilty ako sa ginawa ko run&lt;br /&gt;           Isay: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;*censored*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Isay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; *censored*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           ****: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;           ****: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;hay nko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           ****:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; wla kng dpat ikaguilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           ****: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;           ****: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wla kng mling gnwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           ****: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;           Isay:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; yown! hahaha. buti ka pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Hay buhay. Thank you po Lord para sa mga taong katulad nia. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    Salamat, pare. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4574700493044414945?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4574700493044414945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4574700493044414945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4574700493044414945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4574700493044414945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/woooot.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-519637510484615435</id><published>2009-06-01T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T13:39:53.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MOVIES! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Time: 2:28 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. Still can't sleep, darn it. Naooo. I went over to Robinson's Cinema World Website to check out the "Coming Soon" movies. I also watched each trailer, that's how bored I am, and VOILA! I made a list of the movies that I am planning to see, hopefully, this year. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dates to Remember:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 10 &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Blood: The Last Vampire -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YAYYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June 24&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna watch it with Acy, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- My Sister's Keeper -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mental note: READ THE BOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Public Enemies -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Johnny Depp! *drools* Mental note again: READ THE BOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 16 &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's a Thursday so I might just watch with it on July 18, or maybe if someone who is going to celebrate her birthday decides to treat me on July 17. *coughJANAcough* MENTAL NOTE: REREAD THE BOOK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July 29&lt;/span&gt; - Orphan -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; HORROR. YIKES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- The Horsemen&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another horror. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - G-Force -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They're cute..and they remind me of Alvin and the Chipmunks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;September 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Inglorious Basterds -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brad Pitt + Quentin Tarentino?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Sorority Row -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Suspense/Thriller/Revenge. End of story. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;October 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Case 39 -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HORRORRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - The Box - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HORORRRRRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - A Christmas Carol -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's Jim Carrey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - The Stepfather -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;THRILLERRRR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; - Sherlock Holmes -&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rambo, eh? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So there you go. I now declare &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY &lt;/span&gt;as my official MOVIE DAY. :D&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang NSTP lang kame nun. I'm not just quite sure pagdating ng second sem. O__o&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not really saying na I'm gonna watch those on the indicated dates. Siguro pag free lang ako or walang lakad. :D At pag may kasamang manuod. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;To watch on DVD:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Movies that I have missed watching or I'm just really not that stuff with money to watch every single movie in the cinemas. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Push -&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! Oo di ko pa siya napapanuod hanggang ngayon. Poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Duplicity -&lt;/span&gt; Uhh..yess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yes Man - &lt;/span&gt;I'm an epic fail. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost of Girlfriends Past -&lt;/span&gt; Jana and I were supposed to watch this together. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 Again - &lt;/span&gt;Mark says it's good. Err. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Trek -&lt;/span&gt; Imman said it was great. Well let's see. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Uninvited -&lt;/span&gt; Pao said it caused him headache but it actually was a good movie. And we both think Emily Browning's really beautiful, especially her eyes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wag ka na Imman! Pakasalan mo yang Alexa Chung mo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House - &lt;/span&gt;It's horror. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drag me to Hell - &lt;/span&gt;It's horror again. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terminator -&lt;/span&gt; HAHA! End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic - &lt;/span&gt;I read the book and it's good! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Taking of Pelham 123 -&lt;/span&gt; Looks like a good watch, but I'm no rich kiddo so I'm off to the pirates. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Management -&lt;/span&gt; I still think Jennifer Aniston is hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hannah Montana - &lt;/span&gt;I think it's inspiring. To hell with Miley Cyrus. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adventureland -&lt;/span&gt; What the heck is Kirsten Stewart doing in this movie? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crossing Over - &lt;/span&gt;My mom's already got a DVD copy of this movie and it's just showing here in the Philippines on July 29.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ohhh you just got to love the wonders of Quiapo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hangover-&lt;/span&gt; The trailer was HILARIOUS. And I'm torn between watching this on DVD or on cinema. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Life in Ruins - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*I've got a pocket, got a pocket full of sunshinee.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UP! -&lt;/span&gt; Hey it's from Pixar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;District 9 -&lt;/span&gt; It's Scifi. I like the documentary effect, but I don't think I'd be able to stand watching it on cinema. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ugly Truth -&lt;/span&gt; STICK TO THE SCRIPT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Year One -&lt;/span&gt; Jack Black!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Julie and Julia -&lt;/span&gt; Based on two true stories, might be a good watch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny People -&lt;/span&gt; HAHA ADAM SANDLER. I wonder how Rob Schnider's going to appear on this film. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twiligh Saga:New Moon -&lt;/span&gt; No Comment. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Astroboy -&lt;/span&gt; I was quite looking forward to this movie, kaso I saw it's trailer and it's tooo animated. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THERE YOU GO. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. ANDAME KONG GUSTONG GAWIN SA BUHAY KO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SALAMAT PIRATED DVDs FOR MAKING ALL OF THESE POSSIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 4:33 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBYE~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-519637510484615435?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/519637510484615435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=519637510484615435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/519637510484615435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/519637510484615435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/06/movies-time-228-am-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4056602687386970827</id><published>2009-05-31T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T05:54:09.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUSY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sa wakas! Meron na kong magagawa para naman hindi ako mabulok dito sa bahay. Hyeay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nag-email sakin si Ate Phya, yung FBC namin about sa mga bagay na dapat naming gawin bago magpasukan. Part of the e-mail says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Instructions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;u style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Diana&lt;/u&gt; - Make a YahooGroups of the block and compile all data the other officers have collected. Make a class directory. Submit it to me Sunday next week: &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243772997_0"&gt;June 7, 2009&lt;/span&gt;, sa YG, open a folder where everyone can post their solo pics, this is to refresh your memory of your blockmates.. tapos photocopy two form5s of your blockmates, magkaiba dapat ang PE.. I need both your Scheds para alam namin kung kaninong prof kayo ipapaalam pag kailangan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Marjorie - Get the whole names of your blockmates. As in pati middle initials. Plus, their student number, Get their nicknames and birthdays (with year ah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Nikolai- Get email addresses with YM. and all contact numbers, if more than one ang contact number nila, tapos, collect 2x2 id pic from each of them: Submit &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243772997_1"&gt;on June 8, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Coordinate with your &lt;u style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;block head&lt;/u&gt; on your deadlines. You have to have the directory on the indicated date. Cooperate. :) Email it to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;phyliciapineda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://us.mc565.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=fbcp_0809@yahoo.com" style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1243750400_0" style="outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;@yahoo.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tapos lagay niyo rin sa email message 'yung YGroups niyo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; outline-style: none; line-height: 1.2em;"&gt;Text me if you have any questions. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O di ba. Bongga talaga! Excited na talaga ako magcollege. Nararamdaman ko na siya. Hyeay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos kanina, dapat may sagala samin, kaso hindi natuloy kasi umuulan. :))&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang, tinatamad din kasi ako maglakad e. Nanghinayang lang ako kasi ako nag-ayos sa sarili ko tsaka nagkulot ng buhok ko. Pero okay lang. Mas masaya pa rin tumunganga rito sa bahay. Haha. :)) Nasa multi ko yung pics. Pero wag niyo na lang din tingnan. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun lang, pasukan na ng Mascians bukas! Goodluck sa inyo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4056602687386970827?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4056602687386970827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4056602687386970827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4056602687386970827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4056602687386970827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-sa-wakas-meron-na-kong-magagawa.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2382450388340458549</id><published>2009-05-28T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:52:42.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CURLS + COLLEGE NICKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kahapon, dahil nga di ako makatulog, may ginawa akong kababalaghan. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tenenenen.&lt;/span&gt; Kinulot ko yung buhok ko sa pamamagitan ng straightening iron. Second try ko pa lang. And medyo okay naman yung kinalabasan. Gusto ko kasi talaga magpakulot ng buhok. Ayaw naman nila Mama kasi sayang daw yung pagkabagsak nung buhok ko. So yun. Whatever. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click the image for more pictures! :) Bagay ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dianumb29.multiply.com/photos/album/87/Krukrukrunggggg."&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px; height: 258px;" src="http://images.plurk.com/3246002_f43ec3466095500b80d244ce03152568.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos nagconfe kaming malalanding magkakapatid. At dahil nga malalandi kami, nag-isip kami ng pangalang gagamitin namin sa college. At ayan na nga. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After ng mahabang discussion, ang mga nabuo naming pangalan ayyy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/nicks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;D&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;iana&lt;/span&gt; Dalisay Orolfo - YANA &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the YANA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xy&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;an&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;n&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yuson - RAN&lt;br /&gt;Kee&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;sha&lt;/span&gt; Mar&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;e Morante - SHAI&lt;br /&gt;Chr&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yzl &lt;/span&gt;Joyce Pilapil - ZELLYummy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at dahil di online si&lt;/span&gt; Andrea In&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; Delgado - DAH. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE:&lt;/span&gt; Subject to change pa yung kay Zel at syempre yung kay Dhea. Wala kaming maisip ee. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;College bilisan mo! Magsimula ka naaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2382450388340458549?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2382450388340458549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2382450388340458549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2382450388340458549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2382450388340458549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/curls-college-nicks-kahapon-dahil-nga.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-5912631196173807696</id><published>2009-05-27T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:34:19.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rants ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohkay nafufrustrate na ako. It's 4:20 AM and still, Maria Mena isn't successful in lulling me to sleep. Nakakafrustrate na talaga. Inaasahan ko makakatulog ako agad pagkauwi ko ng bahay ngayon kasi nga nakailang shots din ako ng GrandMa tapos medyo nakakapagod din yung byahe kasi lumipat pa ko ng bus and all that stuff. Tas maaga rin naman ako gumising kanina, mga 8AM gising na ko. Partida mga 4AM na rin ako nakatulog nun. Tas ayun na nga,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis ako sa bahay nila Dhea kasama si Xyra ng mga bandang 10:30 kasi nga kinakabahan na ko. Galit na raw si Mama ee. Sa sobrang kaba ko nagtaxi na lang kami. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry talaga guys kung KJ ako.&lt;/span&gt; T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Manong Taxi nagkamali pa ng liko kaya nagpaikot-ikot pa kami sa may Makati. Super sorry naman siya tas okay lang naman sakin. Pero sorry pa rin siya kasi nga halata raw na nagmamadali ako. Tas pagbaba ko sa kabilang side ng BBL sabe niya imamani-obra na lang daw niya para dun sa tapat mismo ng BBL yung baba ko. Sabe ko wag na po, tatawid na lagn ako tas ayun sabe niya na lang "O sige mag-ingat ka ha." O close agad kami. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tas pagdating sa BBL sa may Buendia paalis na yung last bus na walang laman so sabi ni Manong Driver sabay na lang daw ako sa kanila so mag-isa lang ako dun sa 60 or more seater na bus. Tas chinichika ako ni Kuya Kundoktor ang emo ko raw kasi. Pero hindi yan ang dahilan kung bakit nagblogpost ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Pagtapak ko sa may gate namin saktong 12:00. Tas ayun e di nag-ol muna ako sandali. Tas eto na nga 4:27 na hindi pa rin ako inaantok. Matatapos ko na lang basahin yung Confessions of a Shopaholic na ngayong araw ko lang din sinimulan wala pa rin talaga. Iniwan na ko ng lahat ng tao, wala pa rin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamaya maya gigising na yung Tita ko papagalitan na naman ako sasabihin pinapatay ko na yung sarili ko. E grabe ang freaky kaya ng pakiramdam nang hindi makatulog. Kahit mahiga ako at magbasa ng Newsweek o kahit ano pa mang boring na magazine wala pa rin talaga. Minsan nga dictionary na lang binabasa ko ee. Ayan tuloy kapag wala ka talagang magawa ang dami mong naiisip. Nakakapraning lalo na pag wala kang kausap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro dapat ko talaga basahin yung A Tale of Two Cities. Sabi ni Dencio pampagamot daw ng insomnia yun ee. Kasi boring daw talaga. Haha. Masubukan nga minsan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit 4:38 na. O nag-aksaya ka lang ng panahon basahin to. Sensya naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NP: Self-Fulfilling Prophecy - Maria Mena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tas eto sana walang makaintindi. Pero kelangan ko lang talaga siyang ilabas sa sistema ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tangina mo. Bakit ka ganyan? Ayaw ko pa. Wag muna. Sorry kung hindi ko masabing ganun din ako. Nafefeel ko na baka nga. Pero basta. Wag kang masyadong ganyan. Tsaka basta. Masama akong tao pagdating sa mga ganyang bagay. :)) Baka di ka matuwa. Nyahaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Sori kung namura pa kita. E kasi naman kahit gusto ko nang ibalik yung binibigay mong ano. Meron pa ring inhibitions e. So ayun. Bahala ka. Patigasan na lang siguro muna tayo. :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-5912631196173807696?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/5912631196173807696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=5912631196173807696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5912631196173807696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/5912631196173807696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/rants-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8701260397623553822</id><published>2009-05-26T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T03:25:53.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:'c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natutuwa ako. :) Sobra.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bluerainbowdolphin.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mahal na mahal kita Momi Ella. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat din sa lahat. :D&lt;br /&gt;Buti na lang UPM tayo pareho. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8701260397623553822?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8701260397623553822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8701260397623553822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8701260397623553822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8701260397623553822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/c-natutuwa-ako.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2369724772259212189</id><published>2009-05-25T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:28:54.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAGONG BLOGGGG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://sigenaplease.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw ko palitan 'to ee. Masyado nang maraming memories. Tsaka I doubt kung mauupdate ko 'yun. Siguro habang sinisipag pa ko. Nyahaa. Pavisit at palink na rin ah? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sige na...please? :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2369724772259212189?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2369724772259212189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2369724772259212189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2369724772259212189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2369724772259212189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/bagong-blogggg.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2632797046414189153</id><published>2009-05-21T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:29:39.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/hindot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Last na talaga 'tong blogpost na 'to. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/cGwVShlY84n6wyVSV57M3loCYRmzbcsstpfQDvagQ_-adzjgadRXJV5qgfl3yBJoGe0Jy8MnAfkI6xym9NaqVg/HAPPY%20BIRTHDAY.txt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY~ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'tol i-click mo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2632797046414189153?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2632797046414189153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2632797046414189153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2632797046414189153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2632797046414189153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-na-talaga-tong-blogpost-na-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1022088277782200692</id><published>2009-05-19T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:35:59.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 12"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cdiana%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;link rel="themeData" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cdiana%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_themedata.thmx"&gt;&lt;link rel="colorSchemeMapping" href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5Cdiana%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtmlclip1%5C01%5Cclip_colorschememapping.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Cluttered Thoughts&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the Letter &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Note: &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;I’m sorry&lt;/span&gt; I know I’m such a boring blogger. I understand if you might not read this because all of the words, phrases, sentences, ideas and thoughts stated below might not mean anything to you. But still, I will continue to type even though no one would read it because I think that this is the only way that I would be able to keep the sanity that I have left.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It’s 12:27 in the morning and I still can’t find the urge to sleep. A lot of things have been bothering me lately but I think it would be more &lt;b style=""&gt;prudent&lt;/b&gt; for me not to share those things anymore because they are a bit personal. Believe me you’re not going to like it when I start citing my rants about issues that I have with myself and other people which you probably don’t care about anyway. &lt;i style=""&gt;Emphasis on the issues about myself.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;Well sometimes &lt;b style=""&gt;I just feel like the most useless imbecile&lt;/b&gt; you could ever encounter. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I admit &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;paranoia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; has been one of my unwelcomed companions ever since I became accustomed to the not-so-good side of man and believe me I’ve told myself a thousand times that it is not right to over-analyze things that much.&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt; But&lt;/span&gt; it seems that my efforts were all in vain, and yes I am doubting who among the people whom I call friends are genuine and sincere. And now that &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt; spoken of this matter already, I think it would be best for me to shut up. &lt;b style=""&gt;Just shut up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;So much for not talking about my issues. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Moving on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don’t know what compelled me to make a blog post now. It’s just that I was hoping it would have the same effect that it had on me weeks ago. I’m on this usual state of turmoil and disarray and after hours of contemplating &lt;i style=""&gt;[yes I do sometimes]&lt;/i&gt; , I have come to the conclusion that the only possible way which can end this &lt;b style=""&gt;pandemonium&lt;/b&gt; of mine is to arrange all my thoughts in this manner.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just now that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;realized that&lt;/span&gt; I only have about 2 weeks and a half more before classes start. So I’ve decided to make a final list of things that &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;I should&lt;/span&gt; have done before June 8 comes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course on top of my list would be the ones that I haven’t done yet from my past list.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Momi Ella’s blog layout – hopefully I find the inspiration tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Donna Kay’s blog layout &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Watch a movie with Jana on Thursday…and hopefully be given the opportunity to go to La Salle. :))&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Watch Angels and Demons.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Finish reading all the books that I started reading since last year which I haven’t finished until now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Buy new clothes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Go to the grocery and buy stuffs that I will need for my dorm, soap, shampoo, lotion, toothpaste, towels and to Divisoria for other things that I will be needing. And at the same time, fix my dorm ‘bed’. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Learn&lt;/span&gt; 100 new words and be able &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; actually use them in daily conversations, &lt;i style=""&gt;or at least in writing something.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;9.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Finish updating my Music Library. &lt;i style=""&gt;So far I still have 48 bands and artists on my to-DL list. My music folder is up by 4 gig in just a period of 2 to 3 weeks. *gasps*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Rediscover local bands. I &lt;i style=""&gt;actually downloaded Urbandub, &lt;b style=""&gt;Paramita&lt;/b&gt;, Eraserhead, Up Dharma Down, Juana and other OPM albums yesterday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Finish at least 3 mangas. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Read about &lt;b style=""&gt;Philippine &lt;/b&gt;History. &lt;i style=""&gt;Yes I’m going to make sure I get an ‘UNO’ for History. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Originally I planned on rereading &lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Perry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt; but I learned that our history subject would just cover Philippine History so what’s the sense?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;13.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Learn the art of keeping my mouth shut. &lt;b style=""&gt;PERIOD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;14.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Reach &lt;b style=""&gt;Plurk&lt;/b&gt; Nirvana. &lt;i style=""&gt;I’m 8 points shy from Nirvana, baby.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;15.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Sort out my priorities.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;This first, &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;not that. :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;16.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Memorize Taylor Swift’s songs. &lt;i style=""&gt;SERIOUSLY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;17.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Start opening up to my father more&lt;i style=""&gt;. I think he deserves it anyway.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;18.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Do something special for my mother. &lt;i style=""&gt;This she really deserves.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;19.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Spend more time with my brother. &lt;i style=""&gt;Maybe watch DVDs with him. I won’t get &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; see him that much for maybe 2 years at most, only during weekends and vacations.&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;20.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Stop looking back at the past;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;21.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Neither looking ahead at the future.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;22.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;But live in the present for it’s what matters most.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;23.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Settle conflicts with other &lt;b style=""&gt;people&lt;/b&gt;, even those not openly talked about&lt;i style=""&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;And I believe that&lt;/span&gt; it is better to cure the sickness before it becomes worst.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;24.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Be prepared for a new chapter in my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;25.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Enjoy the rest of the summer. If I can. :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know the latter part of this list cannot be marked easily as accomplished or not but still, it’s worth the try right? There I feel much better.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just now, the song “This Year” done by Juana started to play and it made me think of the things that I wanted to accomplish this year. I know it’s quite late already. In fact, the year 2009 has almost come to its other half so I’m making a mental note to myself that ‘the’ THIS YEAR that I’m referring to would be from June 2009 – June 2010. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is just some of the things that I badly want to do or learn. Just a draft, I suppose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Learn Morse Code.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;2.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Learn Nihonggo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;3.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;..and later on French.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;4.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Relearn playing the &lt;b style=""&gt;piano&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Be an FBC. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;6.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Be &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; dean’s lister.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;7.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Finish Naruto, Inu Yasha, One &lt;b style=""&gt;Piece&lt;/b&gt; and Bleach Manga.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;8.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Finish my so-called 100 greatest novels. :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;9.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Learn more about web design, JAVA, CSS, HTML, C++, etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;10.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Be a student assistant come second sem. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;11.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Maybe have swimming lessons next summer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;12.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;Make my mom proud.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style=""&gt;I really want the &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;relationship between us&lt;/span&gt; to be the best that it could ever be since I’m soon to be legal. HAHA.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: -0.25in; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLists]--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;13.&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7pt;"  &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;Basta explore my other potentials, if in case I have. ;p&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I admit I am a very ambitious girl. I always thirst for something more and I never settle for something ‘good’. I just…want more. &lt;i style=""&gt;Credits to the books that I read.&lt;/i&gt; I don’t know. I just want to acquire as much knowledge as I can. &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Is&lt;/span&gt; that a crime? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am lazy I know. But I want to learn so many things. I want to travel the world. Get to know other cultures. Basta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I’m going to be a doctor-lawyer someday. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Impossible&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Watch me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gee I can’t believe I just wrote that. I know I sound..ugh..disgusting and so confident &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;believe me that’s my other side speaking. Yak. &lt;i style=""&gt;Pati ba naman multiple personality disorder meron ako? &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;Who knows&lt;/span&gt; baka pati schizophrenia meron din pala&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ako&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 77);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The Diana with the inferiority complex &amp;amp;&amp;amp; the Diana with over-over-over-confidence. GAAA.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. It’s past 1 and I want to resume reading the manga which Yukiii-chan recommended so there. If you lasted till here, my deepest thanks for keeping up with all my useless talk. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And to end, here’s a part of the song This Year by Juana. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;This year, is gonna be incredible&lt;br /&gt;This year is gonna be the one&lt;br /&gt;All the planets are lining up for me&lt;br /&gt;This year, I’m gonna have fun&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;This year, I’ll paint my masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;This year, I’ll be recognized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;I can feel like I’ll fall in love for real&lt;br /&gt;This year, this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Goodnight. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just follow the colors. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1022088277782200692?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1022088277782200692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1022088277782200692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1022088277782200692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1022088277782200692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-false-false-false-en-us-x-none.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6278060534506398200</id><published>2009-05-14T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:31:33.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ANG PAGDADALAGA NI DIANA OROLFO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ISANG EBIDENSYA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 428px; height: 178px;" src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/evolution.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JANUARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Batang bata pa. Sabe ni Jana, mukha raw akong hapon na lalaki. Sabe naman ni AJ, mukha akong four years old. Pero para sakin, mukha akong siopao. Natuwa rin ako nung nakita ko kinalabasan ng larawang ito. Haha. Ang cute ko kasi ee. Wala nang aangal. Ikaw ba naman? Kasing-bilog ng mundo yung mukha mo, hindi ka matutuwa? E Intrams pa man din nian. Buti hindi napagkamaling bola ng volleyball yung mukha ko no? HAHA. Behbeh peys naman sabe ng iba. Oo alam ko. :)) Wala pang pimples oh. Sana forever na ganyan kutis ko? Kaso wala ee. Uso na tigyawat sakin ngayon. Sign daw ng pagdadalaga yun, kaya okay lang. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Medyo nawala ng konti ang kabilugan ng mukha. Pero sabog pa rin yung kilay. Sabe ni Jana, may something daw sa larawang yan. Hindi ko rin alam kung ano. Basta pwet look lang naman ako dyan. Tapos sa jeep pa ko nagpipiktyur piktyur. Kapal ng mukha di ba? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;APRIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tuluyan nang nawala ang kabilugan ng mukha. O feeling ko lang yun? Pero higit sa lahat, nawala na ang sabog na kilay. Salamat sa Prom at GradBall, hindi ko napigilan ang mga pakialamerong nagmamake-up para murderin ang kilay kong sabog. Medyo naasar ako sa naging resulta nung prom. Pero natuwa ako nung inahit kilay ko nung GradBall. Malaki pala talaga naitutulong no? Haha. OO PUMAPAYAT AKO. Wala nang aangal. Matagal-tagal na kong di nakakainom ng softdrinks at kanin. Pag lumalabas lang ako, tsaka ako kumakain nun. Pero dito sa bahay, tubig, iced tea, bread, skyflakes, soup, etc lang kinakain ko. Paspasang pagpapayat to. :)) Ganyan talaga pag desperada ka na. NYAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O kumbinsido ka na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DALAGA NA TO DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;PERIOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6278060534506398200?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6278060534506398200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6278060534506398200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6278060534506398200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6278060534506398200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/ang-pagdadalaga-ni-diana-orolfo-isang.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-3131839757878256109</id><published>2009-05-13T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T07:40:59.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MGA TAONG GUSTONG SUMAYA. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit pangatlong blogpost ko na 'to sa isang araw. Anaknggg. Iba talaga nagagawa ng bagong layout no? HAHA. Well ganyan talaga. May diminishing marginaly utility ang isang layout. Nyaha. Parang boys lang yan. Jkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ganyan ang title? Eto stat ko oh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SgrTcuBIx1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/H2JHi7ZJCqM/s1600-h/jai+hoooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SgrTcuBIx1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/H2JHi7ZJCqM/s400/jai+hoooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335309198916372306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT ANG MGA GUSTONG SUMAYA? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mark Alvin dela Cruz: ako gusto ko sumaya&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ay ayaw ko sumaya ka e.&lt;br /&gt;Mark Alvin dela Cruz:  :((&lt;br /&gt;Isay: o punta ka na sa mama mo magsumbong ka na.&lt;br /&gt;Mark Alvin dela Cruz: yabang&lt;br /&gt;Mark Alvin dela Cruz: yabang nmn nito&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahal kong Gift~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: okay lng gift, at least mag shishine ka.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: MARAMING MAGANDA&lt;br /&gt;Isay: tangina.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mas matalino ka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;leche sila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie Anne Cabuhat: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: haha&lt;br /&gt;Isay : yan gusto ko sayo e&lt;/blockquote&gt;AMP. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;paolo gernale: so, natuwa ka sa layout mo? haha. sabagay, maganda naman eh :D  ay ganun? skyflakes ka lang talaga? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: haha. tsaka cream-o. :p&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale: ay paborito ni Myles un :D o sige ngaa,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; panuorin nga kita sumayaw! :)) &lt;/span&gt; hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asaaa.&lt;/span&gt; :))  andame kasing gustong sumaya ee. =))&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale: ay ako rin gusto ko sumaya :( haha :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayaw kaaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale: sasaya ba ako pag sumayaw ako?  :)) ikaw na langgg. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ayaw ko may talent fee ako e&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pay per view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;paolo gernale: haha. kulit mo, ang dami mong pakulo aah &lt;/blockquote&gt;Fermineee~&lt;blockquote&gt;Fermin Nasol: Hey there Diane&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Hey Fermine.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gusto mo rin sumaya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Yeah. Kinda&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHat's the catch? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Punta ka sa blog ko.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: Tapos sayaw ka.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Ha?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: magwebcam ka na rin para makita ko&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol:&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Paano yun&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Uy, Diane. Paano?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: pano?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sayaw ka lang.&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: XD&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Jai Ho&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Haha&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sumasayaw ka lang ba ngayon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gusto mo makita?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Next time&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Irecord mo tapos i upload mo sa YouTube LO&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; wag na baka madiscover pa ko e.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Now go dance&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: Wohoo!&lt;br /&gt;Isay: eto na nga sumasayaw na e.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: jai hooooooooo~&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol:&lt;br /&gt;Fermin Nasol: YouTube! Sige na&lt;br /&gt;Isay : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wag na. baka sa sobrang dami ng views ko di kayanin ng system ng youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eto paepal lang. :))&lt;blockquote&gt;patengboi: nasa bahay k b sa sabado?&lt;br /&gt;patengboi: pahiram ng cat shrt mo&lt;br /&gt;Isay: adik ka. :|&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naiwan ko sa Baguio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;patengboi: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ang ballerina~ :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Isay: punta ka sa blog ko.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: tapos sayaw ka.&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: ??&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;Isay: dapat magwebcam ka ah.&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: naadik ka sa kanta koaa&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. sobraaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: baila baila&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. sayaw naaa.&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eto sumasayaw na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;di ko kita. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: malas lang&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay: webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay: webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay: webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay: webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: asa kang may ganun ang laptop ko&lt;br /&gt;Isay : e di dun ka sa isang pc nio&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :D&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: yuko nga&lt;br /&gt;superxyanne: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mukhang tanga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay : ayaw mo nun. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;para masaya.&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/blockquote&gt;At syempre, ang main event. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mark James Garcia: bata...&lt;br /&gt;Isay: oh?&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: favor..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;load?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: =))&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: yes...&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: :))&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minsan talaga ang galing ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: oo naman..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: magkano?&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oo na, ikaw na magaling.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: 25 lang...&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ohhkayyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: wait ka lang diyan.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pag sinipag na ko tumayo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: :((&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;drama mo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: haha.. mga what time makakarating?&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: :)&lt;br /&gt;Isay :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; basta pag sinipag na ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: kakatayo ko lang kanina ee.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;malas mo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :))&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: mga kelan naman kaya un?&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: laki naman kasi ng bilbil mo ee..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ay. wag na. wala nang load. closed na kami.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: bukas na lang ulet.&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: waaaaaaaa.........&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: sorry na..&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: eto naman..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: walaaa. walaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: parang di naman mabiro..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: :|&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tatambling ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pake ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: dali na...&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: amff..&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: please?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iyak ka muna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: :((&lt;br /&gt;Isay : webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay : webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay : webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay : webcam webcam webcam webcam&lt;br /&gt;Isay : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ay shyet gabi na. baka di kita makita&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Isay : =))&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hndi mo ko makikita, kaya wag na... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hndi na ko papalag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: haha...&lt;br /&gt;Isay: iba talaga pag may kelangan ka e no?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: bumabait.&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: oo naman..&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: :D&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: dali na..&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;puhhhhhhhhllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzz???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: bata..&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o hndi ka na bata.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; tae ang arte nung please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; maganda ka na.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia: hasha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay (5/13/2009 7:38:31 PM):&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dati pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay (5/13/2009 7:38:32 PM): :))&lt;br /&gt;Mark James Garcia :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pansining maigi: HINDI NAGMURA SI MARK. ANAKNG. HIMALA. IBA TALAGA PAG NANGANGAILANGAN E NO? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;otamananga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana last post ko na to sa araw na to.&lt;br /&gt;Utang na loob. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnighhhhht~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-3131839757878256109?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/3131839757878256109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=3131839757878256109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3131839757878256109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/3131839757878256109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/mga-taong-gustong-sumaya.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SgrTcuBIx1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/H2JHi7ZJCqM/s72-c/jai+hoooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7840799189052154532</id><published>2009-05-13T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T06:38:46.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUNNIEST FACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What happens when boredom and vanity attacks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go. :) These photos were taken last June, i think. See my veeeery short hair? Yep. Had my hair cut that short. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. The AWARD GOES TOOOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAVID ROBERTINO QUINTANA! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other awards:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laging ready award :&lt;/span&gt; Diana Dalisay Orolfo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ikaw na maganda award:&lt;/span&gt; Meg Lindt Olea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laging hindi kasya award:&lt;/span&gt; Rezylle Gay Millalos. :)) Labyu close friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At eto peyborit ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hayup ka makatingin award:&lt;/span&gt; Carlos Edward Miguel Santos&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hindi ka kita&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [kasi madilim]&lt;/span&gt; award:&lt;/span&gt; Carlos Edward Miguel Santos. HAHA. Mahal din kita. Peace. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos grabbed from CARLOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://infatuatedbitch.multiply.com/"&gt;http://infatuatedbitch.multiply.com&lt;/a&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and drop by my multi to see the photos better. :)&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be one long post. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/vanity-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7840799189052154532?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7840799189052154532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7840799189052154532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7840799189052154532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7840799189052154532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/funniest-face-what-happens-when-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8132467174866342105</id><published>2009-05-13T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:26:27.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW LAYOUT! JAI HO~! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oo naadik ako kaya yan yung ginamit kong kanta. Wala lang. Napapasayaw lang ako pag naririnig ko yan. Sino bang hindi? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto ko rin magblog. Bagong layout ee. Tsaka marami rin nangyari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Nakaenroll na ako. I belong to Block 23. Yess. 26 lang kami sa block ko. Odiba. Bongga. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT NAKUHA KO NA SCHED KO! Yeay. Eto oh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/jai%20ho/sched.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ayos naman. Feeling ko kayang kaya ko pa. Supposedly, wala akong pasok tuwing Wednesday. Pero ayos lang kahit may NSTP kasi 7-10 lang naman. Tsaka magtuturo lang kami magbasa sa mga bata. Excited na ko. Haha. Tapos Bowling pa yung PE ko. San ka pa? Yung iba sa block ko Cheer Dance. Pero ayos lang sakin kahit gusto ko sumayaw. Mukhang mas masaya naman magbowling ee. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math17 lang talaga yung kinatatakutan kong subject. Lalo na sa mga tinatawag nilang "Departmental Exams" na minsan ay umaabot ng 10 ng gabi. OMG curfew ko na yun. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masaya rin naman mga blockmates ko. Mga kachika ko na nga sila ee. Tapos andameng Science High School samen. Nakakatakot. Tsaka marami ring taga-ibang probinsiya. Mga Tugegarao, etc. Para kaming Cultural Show. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kahapon naman, enrollment ng mga Nursing people. Dumaan muna kami ni Marj sa Masci para i-meet yung mga nursing people. Haha. Tapos nakita namin si Dencio na naka-DRESS. Oh come on. Ibinigay na rin niya sakin yung "The Kite Runner". Yay. Ang saya. Tapos di ko pa tapos basahin yung "The Count of Monte Cristo". Gudlak naman sakin diba. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun nga. Nag-orientation na rin kami kahapon. Tapos nagblock lunch then nagCampus Tour. Andame kong nalaman nung orientation. Tapos super enjoy din sa block lunch. And nakakapagod yung Campus Tour. Ang laki rin pala ng UP no? Tapos infairness, ang ganda ng classrooms namin. Lalo na yung Audi ng College of Pharmacy. Kaso medyo natakot kami sa mga kwento ng mga FBC tungkol sa mga Frat at Soro. Grabe nag-eexist pala sila talaga no? Akala ko sa mga movies lang meron nun. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ginawa pa kong 'temporary' block head sa block namin. Nako magreresign ako. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Campus Tour, dumiretso ako kila Dhea kasi andun sila. Wala lang. Nagtaxi ako. Ang weird nga nung taxi driver ee. Ang daming paalala sakin. Feeling ko long lost father ko tuloy siya. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayaw ko pa sana umuwi kaso tinext na ko ni Mama. Grabe nagpanic talaga ako. Kasi minamadali niya ko. Yun pala hindi lang makapaghintay ng magkwento ako. Tae akala ko hindi na niya ko mamahalin ee. Pero mahal pa rin naman ako. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun. Yun lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeet~&lt;br /&gt;College na talaga ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ay tapos ko na rin pala layout ko sa Multiply at Plurk. Ang sipag ko no? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8132467174866342105?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8132467174866342105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8132467174866342105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8132467174866342105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8132467174866342105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-layout-jai-ho-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/jai%20ho/th_sched.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-6088860562429130493</id><published>2009-05-09T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:43:05.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teka hindi ako makapagpigil. Natatawa talaga ako ehh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANG BUHAY YM NI ISAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kausap si Mr. Jorelle Valenz Flores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; si ******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; 4th year pa lng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; so inde ko xa batchmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; kaya inde ko kilala&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ah kaya pala.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sori naman aa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;kilala xa nino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;si ******?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; pano ka ba naadd?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: inadd lang ako.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ang ganda ko kasi e. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gagu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; leche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; cge na lng&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: angal ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; inde inde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; maganda ka naman eh&lt;br /&gt;Isay: asus.&lt;br /&gt;Jorelle Flores: maliit ka lng&lt;br /&gt;Isay: joke lang yun.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: LECHE KA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; joke lng xempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; MATANGKAD KA NAMAN eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; in your own perspective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Isay: leche.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: may perspective ka pang nalalaman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; wahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;engineer eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; sorry na&lt;br /&gt;Isay: wala wala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; maganda ka naman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ayiiie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; nasaktan mo na ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; aysus&lt;br /&gt;Isay: kinakausap mo pa yang ****** na yan.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; tinanong ko nga kung aus na xa&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ok naman xa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;alang reason para inde xa maging inde ok&lt;br /&gt;Isay: may papabasa ako sayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;anu  ano?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: teka di ko mahanap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ano to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; weee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; basahin ko muna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; sino tong ***?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;**?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: oo&lt;br /&gt;Isay: kahapon lang yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; landot ni **&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ang bitch ko no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; uhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; sino bithc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;bitch*?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ikaw?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ako&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAGU KA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taena mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; kahit sino masasaktan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Isay: t*ngina ko talaga.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; sabay tawa amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; gagu talaga ako&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;bakit ******* KO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; grabe eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;papansin&lt;br /&gt;Isay: eh sabi niya ******* MO EE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; tae xa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; tsaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; "******** mo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;bakit ganun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ******** mo lng?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; di ba ******** nya rin kami?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: kaya nga ee.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ewan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; taena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; inde ko alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; kainis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; pareho kaung nakakainis&lt;br /&gt;Isay: alam ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ikaw bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; xa epal&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sorry naman ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; amp&lt;br /&gt;Isay: alam mo ba sabe ni ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; galit ako sa mga epal&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ang bitch mo. [***]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; amp amp&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ang tanga nia. [*****]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; uu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; tanga xa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; bitch ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; in a good way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; meron palang good way un&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; may ganun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;amp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Isay: kaya nga ee&lt;br /&gt;Isay: dami mong alam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; uu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ako pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; engineer ata to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; basta engineer alam na lahat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; may ganon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ohkay whatever&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; comment on the photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;ano masasabi mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; kung ok gagawin ko nang primary pic yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;dali dali&lt;br /&gt;Isay: aling photo?&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mukha kang adik. as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gagu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ung avatar ko&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;kuha kasi ni xy eh&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tangina kanina pa ko nagagagu ah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;ano masasabi mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gagu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; anyway&lt;br /&gt;Isay: para kang si ***** ee.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: nagkakasala ako dahil sayo.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; thats my way of saying&lt;br /&gt;Isay: medyo edit pa ng konti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; "you look pretty"&lt;br /&gt;Isay: LECHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Isay: mxadong light ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ganun ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; si xy eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;galing cp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BnW lng ata feature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sumbong kita.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: [nakapagsumbong na kay Xyra]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne:&lt;/span&gt; mganda ba stats q&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne: &lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: di ko kilala si ****.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. pero anlandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gagu best prend q yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne:&lt;/span&gt; tgnan mo stats ni **** kainis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Isay:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tangina nagagu na naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne:&lt;/span&gt; andami na 2mtwag sking babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne:&lt;/span&gt; mga hinayupak&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; yesss babe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;superxyanne: &lt;/span&gt;waaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; wait luto ng food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;ala akong kasama eh&lt;br /&gt;Isay: osigesige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; nasa bar si mama&lt;br /&gt;Isay: haha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: na naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; uu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; dami nya pera eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; kainis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; ako ayaw bigyan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt;  ****** ******: lagot ka. niaaway mo na naman si isay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;amp&lt;br /&gt;Isay: niaaway mo ko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; sa stat mo kasi eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores: &lt;/span&gt;he cant get over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; pinagmamasdan ka pa nya rin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jorelle Flores:&lt;/span&gt; luto na ako&lt;br /&gt;Isay: penge ako after a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tinamad na ko. sige yan na lang. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPS MAY NAINGGIT.&lt;br /&gt;Eto na ho si Mr. Main Event *diumano*&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Mark James Garcia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;psstt.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay:  oh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; wala lang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;/span&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;namiss mo ko? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; inggit ako ee... haha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: inggit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sa dami daming taong pde ma miss ikaw pa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: osigena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; sarap ng mga usapan nyo ee..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: dun ka sa UPLB.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mamundok ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha, dun ka sa maynila.. alikabukin ka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: okay lang at least dun ako sa may totoong tao.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha.... totoong tao? puno naman ng polusyon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; samin ba alang tao?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; xempre andun ako, puno na ng saya un!&lt;br /&gt;Isay: osige magsama kayo nila ***** dun.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: at si *******.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; oo naman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; mamimitas kami..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; 3-some..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. ang saya naman ng araw na to.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; syempre..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ohsige gudlak sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; and2 ako ee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;asa ka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; antaray ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sapakan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;inuman na lang?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha, sige ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; pareho tayo tagay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: wushuuu. tapos susuka ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; papatumbahin kita..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: asaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; pareho nga tayo tagay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; walang kala kalahati...&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sus ganun din yun.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha, sows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; sabi mo ee..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sino si ***?&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; ang slow naman nito..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ayy.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sori naman.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; galing mo..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: nagets ko na.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: mwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; bat namamaga mata mo dyan?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hindi namamaga mata ko no.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; maganda lang talaga mata ko. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ankapal ng face mo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meron bang manipis na face?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ang galing naman nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow, marunong sumagot ang ineng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. di na ko 'ineng' no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha, anu ka na?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: dalaga na ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; owwsss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; baby ka pa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; wag ka magfeeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; btw, napanuod mo na ghost of GF past?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahahaha. leche.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: dalaga na ko. period.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hindi pa ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; woah..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: papanuorin namin ni Jana sa 19.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sama ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; tlga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; gusto ko din manuod ee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha, wala ako mayaya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; pwahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; baka makarelate ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; tangena mu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: oh bakit?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: wala naman akong sinasabing masama aa.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lage na lang ako namumura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ayaw ko kasama ka sa sinehan ee. madilim dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; ganun tlga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; tangena..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; pota ka ahh..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: bait bait ko kaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;batukan kita ng bonggang bongga ee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: osigenga. gawa.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; di ako iilag swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: basta ba maabot mo ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; tlga&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ngayon ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ngayong araw na to!&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ngayong araw na to lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;magulat ka pumunta ako dyan..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wag gabi na!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;br /&gt;Isay (5/9/2009 10:01:40 PM): oy tingnan mo stat ni *** ohh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; alam mo naman ako, sing bilis ng kidlat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; joke..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. sing bilis daw? sus. di ka lang talaga makita kasi gabi na. kaya parang mabilis ka lang.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: parang lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha, ganun tlga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; sabi ko nga, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wala sa kulay yan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha.. sa laki yan...&lt;br /&gt;Isay:  hahaha. leche. anung laki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;laki..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ano ngang laki?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; laki..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; bata ka pa nga..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ahahaha. hindi na ko bata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; basta laki..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: sumasakit puso ko sayo.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; bakit naman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: nakakapagod tumawa ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt;sabi sayo ee..&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako tlga rasong kung bat sasaya ang araw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha. e kasi ika nga ni Dhea&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IKAW YUNG GABI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; ganun tlga..&lt;br /&gt;Isay: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Isay: yess aminado na siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; kaya nga tall dark and handsome ee....&lt;br /&gt;Isay: ay sige umasa ka pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; well, ganun nga sinasabi nila sa una...&lt;br /&gt;Isay: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;haha. ewan ko sayooo. hayyy. gusto mo rin ba maging bida sa blog ko? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia: &lt;/span&gt;wag na... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baka dumami magbasa nun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isay: baka nga wala na magbasa ee.&lt;br /&gt;Isay:&lt;br /&gt;Isay: tama wag na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; ganun tlga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Mark James Garcia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ako si main event... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ewan ko ba kung anong meron ngayon. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh eto pa mga screen captures na langggg. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/doodle/ym1.jpg"&gt;ANG KAGULUHAN.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/doodle/ym2.jpg"&gt;ANG ASO. GUSTO KO NETO!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayun. haha. sige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY SA INYOOOO~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/doodle/mothersday.jpg"&gt;weee. :33&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-6088860562429130493?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/6088860562429130493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=6088860562429130493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6088860562429130493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/6088860562429130493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/teka-hindi-ako-makapagpigil.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-4803330199274838467</id><published>2009-05-05T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T01:49:41.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mkay. So I'm in some sort of chaos right now. Why? Well, I have to admit that I am the type of person who's somehow OC. I like to plan things ahead of time and I usually put up a time frame for everything that needs to get settled. But recently, I have been having a hard time juggling everything that needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate it. Because I want everything to go perfectly according to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes the things that I need to get done this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to the dentist to get meh dental certification or whatever. - I need this TODAY. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Make a new blog skin for myself.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Make a blog skin for Momi Ella.&lt;br /&gt;4. Make a blog skin for Donna Kay.&lt;br /&gt;5. Make a new multiply layout for myself.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Make a new multiply layout for Jana.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Make my OWN plurk layout.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Fix my long forgotten fs. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Finish reading The Good Morrow. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Watch V for Vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;11. Read The Count of Monte Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;12. Clean my nails. :))&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;[ACCOMPLISHED!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, me and my halfsisters shall be watching The Haunting in Connecticut. YAY~&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday, it will be my physical exam in UPM. Wish me luck mateys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff on my mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. My schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit nervous and of course excited to know my schedule for the first sem. My friends already know theirs so I really can't hardly wait to see mine. Damn UP. I think I'm going to get my schedule next Monday, May 11, because it will be our enrollment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. New clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father already agreed to go shopping with me for new clothes. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Bedsheets, stuff and all those yadayada for dorm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to buy so many things for my dorm. Apparently, I am still the one to provide those things for myself so...goodluck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Allowance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if my father was just joking when he told me he'd be giving me 10k every start of the month and then it's up to me to budget it for the whole month, including my dormitory fees, etc. It sounds like a good deal to me. Well I just hope he's serious. :)) I can't wait to buy things with my own money. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes start at June 8. OMG. I still can't imagine myself going home to another place. Sleeping at another bed and being with other people. Living alone. Surviving alone. Haha. Drama. But seriously, I like the idea of having independence but still I'm nervous and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. Finally I got to clear my clouded mind.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it really helps when you try to write your thoughts. My mind was really in full chaos a while ago. Good thing I decided to clear things up through blogging. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Til next time. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops before I forget. still confused about our yearbook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CLICK THE IMAGE FOR BETTER VIEW. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/yearbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 459px;" src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/yearbook.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know it doesn't clear things that much but to stop all your questions, I posted it anyway. Kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-4803330199274838467?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/4803330199274838467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=4803330199274838467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4803330199274838467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/4803330199274838467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/mkay.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2811013598508053466</id><published>2009-05-04T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T09:42:19.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ang Papel ng Pambansang Kamao sa buhay MO;&lt;br /&gt;sa buhay KO;&lt;br /&gt;at sa buhay ng lahat ng TAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At dahil ito ay para sa'yo, magtatagalog ako. You know. Baka kasi you know. Mahirap na e, you know. Haha. You know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kahapon ay naganap na ang labang pinaka-inabangan ng napakaraming tao sa buong mundo. Ang laban sa pagitan ni Manny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pacman"&lt;/span&gt; Pacquiao at Ricky &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hitman"&lt;/span&gt; Hatton. O di ba. Mga alias pa lang, exciting na ang laban. Hindi ako updated sa mga ganung bagay. Basta ang alam ko, mga 6 AM na ko nakatulog nung araw na 'yon. At biglang dumating ang tatay ko, ginigising ako ng mga bandang 8 AM. Medyo wala pa ko sa tamang pag-iisip ng mga panahong yun. Pero nagawa ko namang tanungin ang dahilan kung bakit niya ginambala ang aking mahimbing na pagtulog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Una. &lt;/span&gt;Para makita ang gradball pictures ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pangalawa.&lt;/span&gt; Upang panuorin ang labang aking nabanggit sa itaas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi pa man nagsisimula ang laban, ang dami na kaagad nag-gm na bumagsak nga raw si Hatton sa second round. Sayang ang training. Sayang ang 2 months na yun. Pero sa parte naman ni Manny, 5 minutes and 29 seconds lang ang kailangan [plus the 2 months of intense training] para maging another 20+ Million Dollars richer ka + pay per views pa. Tigas ng mukha di ba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matapos ang laban, ang dami kong narealize. BONGGA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At eto na nga, ang listahan ko ng mga papel na ginagampanan ni Manny sa buhay nating lahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drumroll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. White Flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para sa mga taong sangkot sa gyera sa bandang Mindanao, si Manny ang nagsisilbing white flag ng magkabilang panig. Aba. Talaga namang tumitigil ang mundo sa tuwing may laban si Manny. Tigil putukan, ika nga nila. Sana lang lagi na lang may laban si Manny para matigil na ang gyera e no? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Manok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baraha sana ang ilalagay ko, pero dahil nirerespeto ko naman ang pagiging isang nilalang ni Bro sa kanya, sige manok na lang. At least may buhay yun di ba? Bakit kamo? Eh kasi naman marami ang nadagdagan ang kayamanan dahil sa pagpustang mananalo siya. Maaaring mayroong ibang natalo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[ayan kasi tataya pa sa hindi kalahi. haha. mga traydor!] &lt;/span&gt;pero karamihan ng nakausap ko ay nanalo naman. Parang sabong lang eh, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Airplane Ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually para ito sa mga pulitikong talaga namang walang pinapalagpas na laban ni Manny. Sabi naman nila e sariling pera nila ang ginagamit nila para makapunta sa mga labang ito, pero syempre oo na lang ako. Haha. Ayoko na nga. Baka mademanda pa ko nang di oras ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. 4 Minutes of Fame&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; [or Shame]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para naman ito sa mga napipili niyang kumanta ng Lupang Hinirang sa kanyang mga laban. Syempre buong mundo ang makakapanuod sa'yo kapag napili ka no. Baka may makadiscover pa sa'yo kaya swerte ka talaga. Malas mo lang kung kapitan ka nang konting kaba. Kasi buong mundo makakakita sa pagkakalat mo. :)) HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Coffee Break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naxx. Tulad nung unang bilang, tigil din ang mga krimen sa mga panahong nakatapak si Manny sa ring. Kaya panahon na nila Manong Pulis para magpahinga. Yun ay kung nagtatrabaho talaga sila. Pano ba naman, yung mga huhulihin nila, nasa bahay nakatutok sa telebisyon ang mga mata. O e di masaya. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Stopwatch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually wala na talaga akong maisip kaya para lang dumami, sige idagdag na rin natin 'to. Tulad nga ng nabanggit ko, tila ba tumitigil ang oras at ang mundo sa tuwing aapak si Manny sa loob ng ring. Yung iba nga nakakalimot na huminga ee. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Emergency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ito last na. Actually sa akin lang nag-aapply 'to ee. Haha. Emergency? Bakit? Eh kasi naman. Yung tatay ko na hindi pa nagpapakita o nagpaparamdam man lang sa loob ng isang buwan, biglang sumulpot na parang mushroom sa labas ng aming tahanan para lang makapanuod ng laban na 'to. E karaniwan, pag may emergency lang [EMERGENCY = WALA NA AKONG ALLOWANCE] siya biglang sumusulpot. O diba. Bongga talaga. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan na. Tinamad na ko mag-isip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame pa dapat ako ikkwento. Pero bukas na lang. Tinatamad na ko ee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talaga naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabuhay ka Manny! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2811013598508053466?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2811013598508053466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2811013598508053466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2811013598508053466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2811013598508053466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/ang-papel-ng-pambansang-kamao-sa-buhay.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-316976242084245486</id><published>2009-05-02T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:36:18.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it's 9:00 AM and my father just came in and disturbed my sleep. my head aches. i was only able to sleep by 6. gaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked him why and he said he wanted to see my gradball pics. *headdesk*&lt;br /&gt;i stood up and opened my laptop. so here i am. blogging all so suddenly. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkayyy. i'm still addicted to my bgm. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm saying nonsense stuff so i'd better stop typing don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i thought so also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i better get back to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will you come with me to slumberland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mkay nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/doodle/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/doodle/Untitled.jpg"&gt;early morning rhapsodies~&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;this is bad. really bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i should stop this already. 'coz i know it's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i don't know if i can still stand blocking my heart with feelings which are uncalled for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but what can i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i just can't help myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i am trying my best here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but the more i try, the more i become curious about what might happen if i give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;when i give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but i won't give in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;oh boy you might be the worst mistake i might make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;or maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-316976242084245486?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/316976242084245486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=316976242084245486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/316976242084245486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/316976242084245486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-8869429228154208082</id><published>2009-05-01T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:16:22.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ang dentista. Bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akala ko'y magiging isang walang kwentang araw lamang ang araw na ito. Yun pala ay nagkamali ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umaga na nang makatulog ako. Siguro'y lagpas 5 na nun. Sa totoo lang ay wala pa akong balak matulog subalit biglang nagloko si SmartBro. Kaya no choice ako kundi pilitin ang aking sariling makatulog. Awa ng Diyos, paghiga ko'y comatose agad ang drama ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagising ako ng mga 9 sapagkat nakatanggap ako ng mensahe mula sa aking ina na kami raw ay pupunta sa dentista. Hindi ko ito pinansin at ako'y bumalik na sa aking pagtulog. Paggising ko ng mga bandang 11 ay narinig ko na ang boses ng aking ina. Ginigising niya ako't tanghali na raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumangon ako at binuksan ang aking laptop. Ganyan ako kabait. Kaso sira pa rin si SmartBro. Badtrip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naligo ako at naghanap ng maaaring isuot para sa linggong ito. Ayun sila nakahanay na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Lunes ay pupunta ako sa PGH upang kuhain ang x-ray ko at upang kumuha ng form para sa dental examination. Pupunta rin ako sa Masci upang ipaphotocopy at palagyan ng seal ang aking card. Pupunta rin ako sa Rob upang bumili ng mouse para sa aking laptop. Pupunta rin ako kila Ralph para kuhain ang gradpic ko. Papatayin na ko ng nanay ko pag di ko pa yun nakuha. At pupunta ako kila Jana para manggulo. Sana'y bukas loob niya akong tanggapin sa kanilang tahanan. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Martes ay tatambay lamang ako rito sa bahay. Susulitin ko ang mouse na bagong bili. Gagawa ako ng blogskin ko, ni Momi Ella at ni Donna Kay. Gagawa rin ako ng bagong layout para sa multi ko at sa multi ni Jana. Kung sipagin ay gagawa na rin ako para sa plurk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Miyerkules ay kukuhain namin ang aming yearbook sa Masci. Syempre pagkatapos nun ay gagala kami. Gusto kong magkamay-kamay dahil matagal na kaming hindi nakakapaglaro nun. Basta kahit ano. Makagala lang kasama ang aking mga halfsisters, solve na ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Huwebes naman ay schedule na ng physical exam ko sa UP. Kung maagang matatapos, manggugulo rin ak0 sa bahay nang kung sino-sino. Intayin mo, baka mamaya ay andyan na ko sa labas ng bahay niyo. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasan ang dentista sa aking kwento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala pa. Wala pa siya. Sana wala na lang siya. Hayup siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung una ay nilinisan niya muna ang aking mga ngipin. Tapos ay sinabi niyang kelangan niya raw akong pastahan. 12 dapat yung papastahan niya pero dahil kapos ako sa pera, 8 na lang pinapastahan ko. Goodbye 4K. Isang araw ka lang nanatili sa aking bulsa. :)) Easy come, easy go. Ika nga nila. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaminin kong unang beses ko pa lang magpapasta kaya't natakot ako. Malay ko ba. Huling beses na nagpalinis ako ng ngipin ay nung Grade 6 ako. Regular pa akong nalilinisan nung mga panahong yun dahil di tulad sa Masci, hindi lang display ang clinic sa CSA. May tao sa loob. At ang maganda, nagtatrabaho talaga sila. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan na. Binarena na niya ang mga kaawa-awa kong ngipin. Pagkatapos ay naramdaman kong butas talaga ang mga bagang ko. Nakakaiyak. Umalis sandali ang dentista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagkakataon ko na upang magtext! Haha. Nagsumbong ako sa maraming tao. Pero sa lahat, ang pinakanaramdaman ko ang pagmamalasakit sa akin ay si Keesha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Isay: Kee. Binutas ng dentist ipin kooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Keesha: Bakit? Lalagyan ng hikaw? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat Keesha. Isa kang tunay na kaibigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre nakarelate rin sa akin si Chryzl dahil nung isang araw ay nagpabunot at nagpapasta rin siya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating na ang dentist. Ayan na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unti-unti niyang nilagyan ng kung anumang tawag dun ang mga butas sa aking ngipin. Hay buhay. Sarap talagang sabunutan nung dentista. Babae pa naman siya. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natapos na. Salamat naman at tapos na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagutom ako.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral Lesson: Magtoothbrush pagkatapos kumain, kahit candy lang kinain mo. At wag kalimutang magpalinis every 6 months. Kumain din ng sobrang dami bago magpadentist dahil magugutom ka sa haba ng prosesong gagawin niya. Magdala ng rosaryo para pwede kang magdasal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At most of all. Wag itext si Keesha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke lang Kee. I love youu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sana may natutunan din kayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May part two pa ata ang pakikipagsapalaran ko sa dentistang iyon. May apat pa sa taas na kanyang mumurderin. Kawawang mga ngipin. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakaharapin ko rin ang mga turok at vaccine na aking kakailanganin upang may proteksyon ako sa mga sakit na maaari kong makuha sa UPM/PGH. Sabe sa akin ng aking ina, 6 lang naman daw ang ituturok sa akin. 6 lang naman daw. Para lang akong nagpabutas ng tenga ng 6 na beses. Sana ganun nga lang kadali yun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ipagdasal niyo ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang lahat ng ito ay ginagawa ko para sa kinabukasan ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anakngshyet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-8869429228154208082?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/8869429228154208082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=8869429228154208082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8869429228154208082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/8869429228154208082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/05/ang-dentista.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1662824291483930449</id><published>2009-04-30T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T01:22:43.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually wala naman talaga akong planong magblog ngayon. Busy ako magdownload ng mga kanta. HAHA. Tsaka inaayos ko yung music library ko by  album kaya nahihirapan ako magsearch nung mga music artist at i-sort lahat ng mga kanta nila into their appropriate albums, pero ganun talaga kapag tinamaan ka ng ka-OChan. Ang panget kasi tingnan pag kalat-kalat di ba? After nitong music library, yung folders naman aayusin ko. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Naisipan ko lang magblog kasi nga may nabasa akong napakagandang blogpost na gawa ng the one and only Ms. Xyra Ianne Llamas Yuson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basahin niyo na lang din. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iyanne4mouch.multiply.com/journal/item/30/you_wanna_know"&gt;[CLICK]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basahin mo muna.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayan nabasa mo na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niloloko mo naman ako ee. Sabi ko basahin mo muna. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure kang nabasa mo na?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cross your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sige na nga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wala na rin ako masabi ee. Actually matagal ko na rin naisip 'tong bagay na 'to. Parang, nakakatakot ba talaga kami? Kasi marami raw natatakot sa amin ee. Ewan ko lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayun. Napag-isip-isip ko rin na malapit na talaga ang college. Things will never be the same. We will meet new friends. Pero we made a vow na we will still be as tight as we were. Kahit na busy na. Kahit na may mga bago nang kaibigan. Walang magbabago sa samahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang friends sa highschool, kilalang kilala mo talaga. Kahit yung good and bad side niya.&lt;br /&gt;E friends sa college? Hindi na ganun ka-strong ang foundation ng friendship niyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan ang sabi sakin ng Mama ko. At feeling ko naman, tama yung sabi niya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siguro nga may mga flaws din kami. Siguro nga mukha kaming mga tanga pag magkakasama kami. Pero masaya kami run. Bakit? Kayo ba nagmumukhang tanga? Hindi naman diba. HAHA. Tsaka wala naman kaming inaaway ah. Ambait bait nga namin ee. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsaka hindi rin naman kami mang-aaway kung wala ka namang ginagawa samin diba? Ganun lang yun. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah basta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somethings are meant to change. But some things can stay the same as long as you really want it to be that way. Mahirap man, kaya yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kami pa? :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wag kayo maniwala kay Xyra. Wala pa kong pinapaiyak no. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1662824291483930449?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1662824291483930449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1662824291483930449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1662824291483930449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1662824291483930449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/04/actually-wala-naman-talaga-akong.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7506036867957234747</id><published>2009-04-24T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:24:35.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HELLOOOO~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, summer has become more exciting! I've got loads to do, which means I have more acceptable reasons to leave our house and go to Manila. Yay me~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before anything else, I would like to greet Mr. Krister Ian Daniel Zafra Roquel a very HAPPY birthday TODAY! Haha. Sabihin na kasi kung sino ee. Haha. Jkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop. The outing which almost seemed like a dream finally came to reality! Haha. Hyperbole. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keesha, Chryzl, Nikki, Dhea and I decided to meet at Mcdo. Our meeting time was 8:00 AM. We were already complete by 9:00 except for one VERY IMPORTANT PERSON. Haha. Yess. Ms. Andrea Delgado came at 10:30 AM. Di naman siya late ee. Sobrang late lang naman. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately caught a bus to Bacoor. On the way, Arvin told Chryzl that he won't be able to come anymore because something came up. Aww. Sayanggg. Anyways, Jorelle met us at SM Bacoor and we rode a pedicab to their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pweh. Ang hirap mag-english. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun. Ang ganda nung bahay nila Jor. Puro tiles. Tapos nanuod muna kami ng Harry Potter, Japanese version. Haha. Jkk. Tapos kumain. Tapos ayun na nga. Nagtext si Xyra na hindi raw agad siya makakasunod kasi nga ang lakas daw ng ulan sa Manila. Pinauna na niya kami sa water camp. So ayun. Langoy langoy habang umaambon. At least hindi kami nangitim di ba? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumating na si Xyra at Mark James. Nagswimming ulit kami. Tapos nagpahenna sila Chryzl, Dhea at Keesha. Tapos umuwi na kami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagdating sa bahay nila Jor, e empty bat na ko nun, tinanong ko si Jor kung may charger sila ng Nokia na maliit. Sabi ni Jor, wala raw. PATAY. Nagpanic ako ng bonggang bongga. Haha. Actually hindi lang ako. Si Keesha at Dhea rin. Buti na lang at nagmagandang loob si Mark kaya pinahiram niya ko ng cellphone. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun. Nilabas na ang mga dapat ilabas. Tinanong ako ni Zel kung gusto ko ng Vodka Cruiser. E di pa ko nakakainom nun, kaya sabi ko bahala na siya sa flavor. Tapos pagbalik nila, may dala nang charger si Dhea! Hyeay. Natikman ko na rin yung Melon flavor nung Vodka Cruiser. Saraaap. Lasang Slurpee. Haha. Pero mas masarap yung Mudshake ni Keesha. Sana yun na lang pinabili ko. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nagkantahan na. Haha. Si Keesha ayaw magpaawat. Hanggang sa sinabihan na kaming wag masyadong malakas dahil nakakahiya sa kapitbahay. :)) Ang ingay kasi ni Xyra ee. Haha. Joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nagkayayaan nang matulog nung nagsuka na si Mark. :)) Syempre dapat ilagay ko yun dito. Mayabang ako ee. :)) Oh well, natalo ko lang naman siya sa inuman. Ohhhh. Sige na mayabang na ko. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natulog na kami. Tapos mga bandang 7 nagising ako kasi sobrang nilalamig talaga ako. Yun pala ang magaling na si Mark, samin tinapat ni Keesha yung electric fan. Amp. Pabalik-balik ako sa CR kasi feeling ko masusuka ako, pero hindi naman natuloy. Buti na lang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakatulog ulit ako. Tapos ginising na kami ni Jorelle. Ayun. Dun lang kami sa sala at nagkwentuhan. Nakwento pa nung mom ni Jor na marami raw talaga multo dun sa bahay nila. Sabi nga nila, baka raw kaya ako nilamig ay dahil....oh wag na nating isipin yun. Freaky ee. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun. Grabe after kong lamigin nang bonggang bongga, ang init naman bigla ng pakiramdam ko. Nung naligo na ko, sobrang namumula ako tapos ang hapdi talaga nung balat ko. Hay. Malay ko bang allergic ako sa lambanog. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umalis na si Keesha. Tapos ayun. Wala na kaming magawa. Nanuod na lang kami. HAHA. Sex is Zero 2 yung pamagat nung movie. Akala mo joketime sa simula, pero naiyak SILA dun sa bandang huli. Cute naman talaga yung story ee. Nakakaiyak. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nung tapos na maligo si Zel, umalis na kami. Ayun. Tinamad na ko magkwento. Haha. Eto na lang piktyur: Right click tapos view image para lumaki. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/before.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 370px; height: 277px;" src="http://i161.photobucket.com/albums/t203/saichi29/after.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Side comment: Xy, hindi ka naman mahilig sa purple niyan? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapos kahapon, pumunta ako sa Masci para kumuha ng Form 137. Tsaka para na rin magpamana ng trabaho sa SSG at ng mga notes sa mga tao. Pagdating ko run, nakita ko agad si Jana at Angel. Tapos dumating na rin si Ralph at Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabi sakin ni Kuya Adams kelangan ko raw ng request form galing sa UPM para makuha ko yung Form 137 ko. Gaaa. E di yun umalis na kami ni Jana para magdate. Hyeay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namuti na mga mata namin kakahanap ng pwedeng makainan hanggang sa Wendys na lang kami bumagsak. Pagkakain, pumunta kami sa OUR ng UPM. Sabi sakin, sa enrollment ko pa raw makukuha yung request form ko. Medyo nawindang lang ako kasi ang labo masyado. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nako talaga pag ako napagtripan ni Sir Adams at pinabalik-balik niya ako, tatadyakan ko siya. Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun. Naggala na lang kami ni Gift sa Rob at nagkwentuhan nang bonggang bongga. Ay nga pala, binigyan ako ni gift ng CD ng RomeoxJuliet. YAY! May mapapanuod na ko. Tapos di ko pa rin tapos yung The Good Morrow. Nako. Andame ko talagang gagawin. Haha. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gift! ILOVEYOUUU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumaan kami sa Masci ng mga bandang 4 kaso sabi ni Kuya Felix wala na raw tao kaya tumambay muna kami sandali sa Mcdo bago umuwi. Tapos ayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pag-uwi ko, binasa ko yung laman ng admission letter ko sa UP for the first time. Haha. Halatang walang pakialam sa kinabukasan ee no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sa May 7 pa pala yung schedule ng dental at physical exam ko. Pero bago yun, kelangan ko muna magpax-ray sa labas. Tapos kelangan ko pa rin ng dalawang photocopy nung card ko na may seal at signed ng principal. Tapos hindi pa rin ako nakakapagreserve dun sa dorm ni AJ. Hayy. Ang dami ko pang gagawin. Pero okay lang. Kesa naman mabulok lang ako rito sa bahay. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Monday naman, pupunta ako kila AJ para manuod ng Sleepy Hollow. HYEAY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayun lang.&lt;br /&gt;Ang haba na pala neto. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Sigeee. Manunuod na ko ng RomeoxJuliet. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7506036867957234747?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7506036867957234747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7506036867957234747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7506036867957234747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7506036867957234747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/04/helloooo-finally-summer-has-become-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7770431827143971640</id><published>2009-04-18T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:07:17.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE! UPDATE! UPDATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Geneva told me that I should continue updating my blog since I'm the only whom she thinks is still doing so, I'm going to update as much as possible this summer. Even though I might just update whenever there's something I could talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to try to exert some effort in my blogpost. You'll see later on what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last Friday, Einstein had a so-called outing at Josephine's. Well it's not really that much of an outing if I may say because there were only 11 of us. Jana. Angel. Krister. Agaps. Joyce. Geneva. Bien. Adolfo. Miguel. Hazel. and me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celiz, Carlos, David and Jeric also went to Masci to bid us farewell. Aww. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We immediately changed clothes when we got there and we literally drowned ourselves with sunblock. Especially Joyce. Haha. Too bad sunblock doesn't work on me. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqQjiD8dmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YWmab_1I7NI/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqQjiD8dmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YWmab_1I7NI/s400/change.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326228449432204898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But even though we we're just like 1/3 of the overall population of Einstein, we still managed to have fun. I also got to talk to Jana about soooo many things. Haha. And not to mention of course the vain moments. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqSunLAZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7umbanTqE2c/s1600-h/vain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqSunLAZ4I/AAAAAAAAAGg/7umbanTqE2c/s400/vain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326230838805817218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The one thing I also loved in this outing is the FOOD! Agap's family prepared chicken and adobo. Gaad. Kung hindi lang ako nahihiya inubos ko na yung adobo nila. It was really delicious. And they also brought indian mangoes with bagoong. I have been craving for mangoes this summer and I  really couldn't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqTcS7w18I/AAAAAAAAAGo/M8FNIn6GP1o/s1600-h/DSC02353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqTcS7w18I/AAAAAAAAAGo/M8FNIn6GP1o/s400/DSC02353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326231623647156162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes ladies and gents, that is me in action. Oh I just love mangoes. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really nothing much more to say. We went home. I met my mom at Wendy's and when we finally got home, I can't remember how I got into my bed but all I know is that I woke up the next morning feeling muscle pains in my leg. :))&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqUJBerloI/AAAAAAAAAGw/g1ZJ_hlgOMQ/s1600-h/gift.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqUJBerloI/AAAAAAAAAGw/g1ZJ_hlgOMQ/s400/gift.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232392055887490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and finally! I also felt the urge to upload photos in multiply. I found some shots that I really liked. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqUmkU3CwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LIuxkyOQ4Ps/s1600-h/mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqUmkU3CwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/LIuxkyOQ4Ps/s400/mama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326232899626142466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course. With my halfsisters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqU4x-J_2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/W71X8oV5J_Y/s1600-h/halpsisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqU4x-J_2I/AAAAAAAAAHA/W71X8oV5J_Y/s400/halpsisters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326233212526657378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there. I really have nothing much more to say. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaaooooo~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-7770431827143971640?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/7770431827143971640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=7770431827143971640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7770431827143971640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/7770431827143971640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-update-update-since-geneva-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/SeqQjiD8dmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/YWmab_1I7NI/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-1506063145037591486</id><published>2009-04-11T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:48:37.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Easter everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So far, summer's been boring. I swear I would want to squeeze my brain out of my head. Good thing there are a lot of people whom I get to talk to and most of the time, I just play Word Challenge, GTA, O2 Jam, etc. I'm also enjoying answering quizzes in facebook. Oh you just have to love facebook for saving my soul. Haha. See. I talk shit. That's how bored I am. Anyways~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I said that I'd be making a new layout [actually lots and lots for plurk, fs, multi and the like] but inspiration just won't hit me. Hay. Maybe some other time. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANND I still am not able to upload pictures in Multiply. DDD:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Gift. I'm too bored to do such things. HAAAAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, summer would no longer suck as it does because I'm going to have a lot of places to go to for the coming weeks. There's Einstein's outing and of course, me and my half sisters with friends are going to have one too. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope we get to fix things. As you see, we're having some technical difficulties. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on May, I'm going to start fixing my future aka enrollment and all those stuffs. Goodluck to me. My mom said they're going to inject me with so many anti-this and that because the environment in PGH would be very dangerous if I don't. OHKAYWHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err. I wanna have my hair dyed.  And I want to have my ears pierced, again. Good thing I have no money. Hurray~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well time to go. Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.lackadaisicalness.multiply.com/image/2/photos/23/400x400/9/S7301017.JPG?et=lZ6gQrLuFvCz%2C0eb9CkiSg&amp;amp;nmid=226090009" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oops. BTW, I really miss them already. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Si Keesha na ihahatid sa airport ang kanyang father dearest sa Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Si Chryzl na di natuloy sa Dubai dahil baka raw magprosti lang siya dun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Si Xyra na nappraning na dahil...kausap niya si Jorelle.:DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: normal;"&gt;At si Dhea na missing in action. Nasa Bicol ata. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I hope to see them REALLY soon. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-1506063145037591486?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/1506063145037591486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=1506063145037591486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1506063145037591486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/1506063145037591486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter-everyone-so-far-summers.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-2357258846729602120</id><published>2009-04-03T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:50:09.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday was the distribution of cards in our school. I really can't believe that we are already graduates and that we are on our way to being college students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so bad because I wasn't able to update as much for the past weeks. It's just disappointing because I know that I cannot fully remember everything that happened without something to help me remember everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things happened since I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Recollection, i think, is the most appropriate event wherein I would start to recal the things that occurred.. It was a very wonderful event and I am very thankful because I was given the chance to open up to the people whom I have spent the last 10 months of my life with. I am also at awe because I was able to know more about those people. I didn't thought that their life stories were as dramatic as they were. Basta. I am amazed because they were able to conceal all their problems with their blinding laughter and smiles. Kahit na huli na yun, I am glad kasi I think mas tumatag yung bond namin dahil dun. Hindi ko talaga makalilimutan ang araw na ito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also a lot of things that I have realized and settled. Mayroon man akong tinapos, hindi naman nangangahulugang hanggang dun na lang yun. Ata. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day. I went to Masci to help in the painting of the UCB as our community service for CAT. I had fun. Tapos pinahiram ako ni Bien ng phone niya! Napabili tuloy ako ng sim nang biglaan. Ahaha. Then we went to Karla's house to celebrate her birthday. Ang saya. Andun din sila Lara ni Dan, Erald ni Elaine, Kenneth ni Karla at syempre si Roniel KO. Haha. Jkk. Sobrang accommodating talaga ng mga tao sa bahay nila. Pati ni Madam Siony. Heh. At ang ganda ni Ate Ona. Si Palconit din sobrang saya. Parang mamamatay na kinabukasan kaya nilulubos na niya ang kasalukuyan. Heh. Natapos na ang kainan at kantahan, umuwi na kami. Dumaan muna ako sa Rob kasama si Xyra para kuhain ang contacts ko. Then we went home. I really enjoyed that day. Thank you guys. Mahal na mahal ko kayo. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, birthday ko na. Hyeay. 16 na ako mehn. Kahit na hindi halata. :]]&lt;br /&gt;Nagstay lang ako sa bahay. Naghanda sila Mama ee. Andameng pagkain. Syempre ako naman, todo resist temptation dahil baka hindi ako magkasya dun sa gown ko. Heh. Maraming salamat sa lahat ng bumati. Pati sa mga nagstat, nag-im, nagplurk, nagtext, nagcomment, LAHAT NA. Hindi ko na kayo iisa-isahin kasi baka may makalimutan pa ako at may magtampo pa. Haha. kilala niyo naman kung sino kayo ee. Maraming salamat talaga. Mahal na mahal ko rin kayo. Ehe. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos kinabukasan, general rehearsal na para sa graduation. Nagpakain nang bonggang bongga si Momi Ella, ang aming valedictorian, kaya sobrang busog kami. Tapos pagdating sa room, meron pa rin kaming celebration para kay Mam Gumboc. Andameng pagkain grabe. Sa sobrang dami, tingnan ko pa lang busog na agad ako. Hayun. Pati mga taga-ibang section pinapunta na dahil hindi talaga namin kayang ubusin. Haha. Salamat Einstein. Busog na busog ako. Wee. :]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salamat din Andrew sa bulaklak. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, GRADUATION NA. Ito na yung matagal naming pinaghandaan at pinagpraktisan. Ang problema, nilalagnat ako. Nagising ako ng mga 5 tapos grabe talaga, ang sama ng pakiramdam ko. Sabi ni Mama magpahinga na raw muna ako. Gigisingin niya na lang ako ng mga 12. Tapos ayun. 12 na hindi pa rin nawawala yung lagnat ko. Naligo na lang din ako kahit ganun. Tapos pumunta na kami sa Masci. Dun na ako sa CR nag-ayos nang bonggang bongga. As in ang wasted ng itsura ko. Umiikot pa yung mundo ko habang nagmamartsa. Pero okay naman. Later on, umayos na yung pakiramdam ko. Naambunan ee. Haha. After kantahin yung last song, bonggang bonggang piktyuran ang naganap. Tapos ayun. Kumain kami sa Aristocrats nila Mama. At umuwi na.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinabukasan, nilagnat na naman ako. Hayun. Absent tuloy ako. Wala namang masyadong nangyari. Pumunta lang kami sa doctor. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos ayun. Gradball na. Actually medyo maaga nga ako dun sa place ee. Excited kasi masyado si Mama. Nyaha. Ang gaganda ng mga kabatch ko. At ang gagwapo. Grabe. Iba talaga batch ko. Hahaha. :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syempre. Late si Xyra. Haha. Jkk lang. Tapos ayun. Nagpresent na ang mga sections. Ang walangyang we are one na hindi namin alam kung sino ang nakaisip, at kung anu-ano pa. Nagkainan na rin. Hindi ko mxadong nagustuhan. Haha. Ang sama ko. Tapos tumugtog sila Bien. At nag-awarding ng mga kung anu-ano. Tapos sayawan na. Nakakaasar lang kasi puro pang party yung kanta. 30 minutes lang yung slow dance ko. Ehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First at Last dance ko nga pala si Almira Joy P. Jota. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos diretso na kami sa Casa Nicarosa. Thanks to Tito Celso at Tita Ledesma. :D&lt;br /&gt;Kami-kami lang nila Keesha, Xyra, Dhea at Mark yung pumunta dun. Ang ganda nung kwarto. Masyadong malaki. Kung pede nga sana dun na lang ako tumira ee. Haha. Sa sobrang pagod e natulog na lang din kami. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maaga kaming gumising kinabukasan kasi kuhaan pa ng card. Ayun. Nakatipid kami ng 2k mehn. Yeaba. Dahil dun, nagtaxi kami nang bonggang bongga. Pagkarating sa Masci, kinuha ko na agad yung card ko. Tapos bumalik na rin kami ni Ralph agad sa Casa kasi nagpaiwan si Xyra. Syempre nagtaxi ulit kami. Heh. Ang tagal maclear ng Moseley at Lawrence e 12 dapat nakapagcheck-out na kami kaya kami na lang din nagdala ng mga gamit nila sa Masci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ayun. Nagtaxi ulit kami papuntang Masci. HAHA. Yobong. Tapos yun. Nakita namin ang Einstein. Maglulunch daw sila sa Rob kaya sumama na kami. Hinatid ko muna yung gamit at gown ko sa Landbank para wala na akong dala tapos bumalik kami sa Rob. Pagkatapos kumain e babalik na raw kami sa Masci kaso dumaan na lang din muna ako sa Landbank. Wala lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos balik kami sa Masci kasi andun naghihintay sila Keesha. At andun si JORELLE! Akalain mo yun? Haha. Masyadong nagmamadali si Mark kaya nagRob na kami. Kumain si Mark sa chowking dahil hindi pa raw siya naglulunch. Tapos umuwi na siya. Nagkayayaan kaming manood ng movie dahil hindi pa namin nattreat si Chryzl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Napagpasyahang They Wait ang panuorin namin. Poster pa lang nakakatakot na talaga. Woooo. Sumakit puso ko sa bawat scene. Walang pahinga ee. Haha. Dapat talaga hindi na yun yung pinanuod namin ee. Hanggang ngaun masakit pa rin puso ko. Haha. :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapos uwian na. Pumunta na kami ni Andrew sa Landbank para kuhain yung gamit ko. Tapos umuwi na kami. Hayun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang saya. Ang sakit na ng kamay ko. Sige.&lt;br /&gt;Gagawa ako ng maraming layout ngayong linggong to.&lt;br /&gt;Gudlak sakin. Nagsasawa na ako sa blogskin ko ee.&lt;br /&gt;Pero bagay pa rin siya hanggang ngayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this memory fades, I'm really gonna make sure it's replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Masci for making my 4 years a life. :DD&lt;br /&gt;WEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPM na koooo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38700061-2357258846729602120?l=xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/feeds/2357258846729602120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38700061&amp;postID=2357258846729602120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2357258846729602120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38700061/posts/default/2357258846729602120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xmyeuphoriax.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-was-distribution-of-cards-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Diana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04107692120272466716</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QgjF9H-2vIk/Si1RKgt2vII/AAAAAAAAAHg/iTZ2xFpqxZs/S220/fb3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38700061.post-7654154581772962156</id><published>2009-03-21T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:37:07.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mkay. Since summer is fast approaching, I wanted to do something 'extreme', if I may say. Except for the fact that I am planning to lose weight *gasps* this summer, I will also read the 100 Greatest Novels of All Time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to free ebooks available online.&lt;br /&gt;*evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red - Finished Reading&lt;br /&gt;Green - Already have an Ebook/Copy&lt;br /&gt;White - Still Looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/1984_by_George_Orwell.html"&gt;1984 by George Orwell&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/To_Kill_a_Mockingbird_by_Harper_Lee.html"&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Catcher_in_the_Rye_by_J.D._Salinger.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Catcher in the Rye by J.D. Salinge&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Lord_of_the_Rings_by_J.R.R._Tolkien.html"&gt;The Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Pride_and_Prejudice_by_Jane_Austen.html"&gt;Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Great_Gatsby_by_F._Scott_Fitzgerald.html"&gt;The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Catch-22_by_Joseph_Heller.html"&gt;Catch-22 by Joseph Heller&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Crime_and_Punishment_by_Fyodor_Dostoevsky.html"&gt;Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Lolita_by_Vladimir_Nabokov.html"&gt;Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Brothers_Karamazov_by_Fyodor_Dostoevsky.html"&gt;The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Grapes_of_Wrath_by_John_Steinbeck.html"&gt;The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Jane_Eyre_by_Charlotte_Bronte.html"&gt;Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Ulysses_by_James_Joyce.html"&gt;Ulysses by James Joyce&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Lord_of_the_Flies_by_William_Golding.html"&gt;Lord of the Flies by William Golding&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Animal_Farm_by_George_Orwell.html"&gt;Animal Farm by George Orwell&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Wuthering_Heights_by_Emily_Bronte.html"&gt;Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Harry_Potter_Series_by_J.K._Rowling.html"&gt;Harry Potter Series by J.K. Rowling&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Brave_New_World_by_Aldous_Huxley.html"&gt;Brave New World by Aldous Huxley&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Anna_Karenina_by_Leo_Tolstoy.html"&gt;Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Count_of_Monte_Cristo_by_Alexandre_Dumas.html"&gt;The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Great_Expectations_by_Charles_Dickens.html"&gt;Great Expectations by Charles Dickens&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Les_Miserables_by_Victor_Hugo.html"&gt;Les Miserables by Victor Hugo&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/East_of_Eden_by_John_Steinbeck.html"&gt;East of Eden by John Steinbeck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/One_Hundred_Years_of_Solitude_by_Gabriel_Garcia_Marquez.html"&gt;One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Adventures_of_Huckleberry_Finn_by_Mark_Twain.html"&gt;The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Slaughterhouse_Five_by_Kurt_Vonnegut.html"&gt;Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Gone_with_the_Wind_by_Margaret_Mitchell.html"&gt;Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/A_Tale_of_Two_Cities_by_Charles_Dickens.html"&gt;A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/War_and_Peace_by_Leo_Tolstoy.html"&gt;War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Hitchhiker%27s_Guide_to_the_Galaxy_by_Douglas_Adams.html"&gt;The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy by Douglas Adams&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Don_Quixote_by_Miguel_de_Cervantes.html"&gt;Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Sound_and_the_Fury_by_William_Faulkner.html"&gt;The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Hobbit_by_J.R.R._Tolkien.html"&gt;The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Chronicles_of_Narnia_by_C.S._Lewis.html"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Fahrenheit_451_by_Ray_Bradbury.html"&gt;Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Kite_Runner_by_Khaled_Hosseini.html"&gt;The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/A_Clockwork_Orange_by_Anthony_Burgess.html"&gt;A Clockwork Orange by Anthony Burgess&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Stranger_by_Albert_Camus.html"&gt;The Stranger by Albert Camus&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Fountainhead_by_Ayn_Rand.html"&gt;The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/A_Portrait_of_the_Artist_as_a_Young_Man_by_James_Joyce.html"&gt;A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Atlas_Shrugged_by_Ayn_Rand.html"&gt;Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/One_Flew_Over_the_Cuckoo%27s_Nest_by_Ken_Kesey.html"&gt;One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest by Ken Kesey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Picture_of_Dorian_Gray_by_Oscar_Wilde.html"&gt;The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Frankenstein_by_Mary_Shelley.html"&gt;Frankenstein by Mary Shelley&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Sun_Also_Rises_by_Ernest_Hemingway.html"&gt;The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Of_Mice_and_Men_by_John_Steinbeck.html"&gt;Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Moby_Dick_by_Herman_Melville.html"&gt;Moby Dick by Herman Melville&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Time_Traveler%27s_Wife_by_Audrey_Niffenegger.html"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/The_Invisible_Man_by_Ralph_Ellison.html"&gt;Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Ender%27s_Game_by_Orson_Scott_Card.html"&gt;Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://www.best100novels.com/Remembrance_of_Things_Past_by_Marcel_Proust.html"&gt;Remembrance of Things Past by Marcel Proust&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="class1"&gt;&lt;a class="class1" href="http://w
