<?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-36591586</id><updated>2012-02-17T11:39:26.584+08:00</updated><category term='Friends'/><category term='Special Occassions'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='Gimik'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Love'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>emem-ism</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5201462569786440709</id><published>2009-12-28T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:22:44.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Shake, Rattle, and Roll and Mushy Couples</title><content type='html'>Earlier today, I went out with my dad and the little ones to watch Shake, Rattle, and Roll XI, a movie entry for this year's Metro Manila Film Festival. I have no experience nor any knowledge regarding the whole film making process, and I'm not even a good critic for that matter. But here's my two cents worth:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel like Shake, Rattle, and Roll XI failed miserably in terms of how good the story line is. The stories were pretty much senseless and predictable. It was all over the place and was more of a comedy film than a horror film. Sweet is exceptionally funny and Ruffa.. Hmm.. Well, I don't know if her acting was supposed to be funny or her acting was that bad, it made me laugh. It was yet another Filipino horror film that is ambitiously attempting to imitate Hollywood's The Exorcist and Japan's The Ring, I'd rate it 6/10 for the effort. :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And can I just say how much I hate mushiness? I saw couples who throw mushy lines to each other all the time. Ackk. I mean, good Lord! Can't they just shut up and get a room? Ewww. Mushiness has its limits, people. So puh-leasee. Spare me the romance and at least save all the stupid, disgusting, romantic stuffs at a proper place where people like me are nowhere seen! Sweet couples make me feel sick. Seriously, it's just so wrong to do or say all those stuffs in front of other people! 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Can you meet me half way? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;-Meet Me Half Way, BEP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2219322185524448560?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2219322185524448560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2219322185524448560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2219322185524448560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2219322185524448560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=':\'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1537228372230933807</id><published>2009-09-29T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T02:07:29.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Round Table</title><content type='html'>  Ever since I was a kid, I have always been in love with Japanese Music! :D &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;An hour ago, I browsed the soundtrack of a Japanese band and I instantly loved it! and I would like to share it with you people just because I feel like doing so! HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Behold, The Round Table! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTQyNDYyMjUwNjkmcHQ9MTI1NDI*NjMzODY3MyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPTQ3NWZiMzc*OTcxYTRmMGQ4NzU4NzE1MWJmN2YxNTgy.gif" /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf?myid=30066116&amp;path=2009/09/20" quality="high" wmode="window" bgcolor="E8F4F6" flashvars="mycolor=E8F4F6&amp;mycolor2=F9A29C&amp;mycolor3=36355B&amp;autoplay=true&amp;rand=1&amp;f=4&amp;vol=100&amp;pat=18&amp;grad=false" width="410" height="311" name="myflashfetish" salign="TL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" border="0" style="visibility:visible;width:410px;height:311px;" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/playlist/30066116"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/btn-get-tracks.gif" alt="Music" title="Get Music Tracks!" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/btn-create.gif" alt="Playlist" title="Create Your Free Playlist!" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mixpod.com/ringtones/30066116"&gt;&lt;img src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/btn-get-ringtones.gif" alt="Ringtones" title="Get Ringtones From This Playlist!" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create a &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;J-Pop gives me a feeling of &lt;font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" size="5"&gt;happiness&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Maybe it will do the same for you. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1537228372230933807?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1537228372230933807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1537228372230933807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1537228372230933807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1537228372230933807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/09/round-table.html' title='The Round Table'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3121736388501541443</id><published>2009-09-27T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:06:05.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TULONG TOMASINO: DONATION DRIVE for the ONDOY VICTIMS</title><content type='html'>  &lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="ustcsc0910" is_pmrepliable="1" author_possessive="ustcsc0910's"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CSC ADVISORY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In the midst of hard times, once again, we Thomasians have shown the spirit of unity and brotherhood and we made each other reach and lie on stable grounds. Let us thank God, our shield, because He served as a sturdy wall to protect us. Let us all pray not only for ourselves but to our fellow Filipinos, who have been affected.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We salute the courage of every Thomasian who has stood strong despite the presence of this apparent danger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We have helped each other and now it is the time to help those people who were really hit by the typhoon.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For those who want to donate canned goods, clothes, etc. to help the typhoon victims, kindly communicate with the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Central Student Council Committee on Community Development on SEPTEMEBER 30, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;We, Thomasians, stand on an indestructible rock of faith and hope; we have strengthen ours, now is the time to take the hands of others and keep the flame of faith and hope burning in them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Please repost! Please pass the CSC Advisory around. We have sent you this message, through SMS. Let's not only pass SUSPENSION ADVISORIES but also this important message. UNITY. SOLIDARITY. LET'S ALL PUT UST ON TOP!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3121736388501541443?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3121736388501541443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3121736388501541443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3121736388501541443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3121736388501541443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/09/tulong-tomasino-donation-drive-for.html' title='TULONG TOMASINO: DONATION DRIVE for the ONDOY VICTIMS'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7947345559296629575</id><published>2009-09-09T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:24:31.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11912"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11912"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/zhCl+Ta9vHVKmHjUDVMEEg/photos/1M/300x300/11912/301737850-388368abda-o.jpg?et=nwIHZ6OtLry%2CM6jTlxGIpw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11912"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);background-color: transparent;"&gt;Japan's most famous &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Cherry Blossom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11912"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I will travel the world someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11912"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/151/300x300/13/dizzy.gif?et=pFJMPOjOV2N17PAD7xg8uA&amp;nmid=224150307" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7947345559296629575?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7947345559296629575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7947345559296629575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7947345559296629575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7947345559296629575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/09/sakura.html' title='Sakura'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-431583708338138269</id><published>2009-09-06T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:33:16.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Body Painting</title><content type='html'>    Having myself photographed with my body painted would definitely be a part of my things-to-do-before-I-die list.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11909"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11910"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/YehD8aJTCseM1idDDmFBpg/photos/1M/300x300/11910/Photo-Daniel-Janesch-036.JPG?et=CTL8Gbr2dZeQ7iExgaw%2BtQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This one's my favorite. Feminine and oriental. Hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11909"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/8tWO-vSO3JoT0qkLRvyklA/photos/1M/300x300/11909/Photo-Daniel-Janesch-053.JPG?et=sqIeogjHtQQV1qlygFQvhw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11908"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/KLWGdQX-55e1Y02IN-52mQ/photos/1M/300x300/11908/Photo-Daniel-Janesch-057.JPG?et=EUiuMWbPNarVlQmcBak56g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;http://www.bodypainting-festival.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-431583708338138269?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/431583708338138269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=431583708338138269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/431583708338138269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/431583708338138269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/09/art-of-body-painting.html' title='The Art of Body Painting'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8407821842002245456</id><published>2009-09-05T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:46:21.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Miss No Good Encounter</title><content type='html'>  Behold! My latest addiction, people! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The story is quite typical. Male protagonist meets female protagonist. Male protagonist exhibits a very cold exterior but has a very big heart. He is either from a rich family, ill-mannered, or both. He has a very very sharp tongue. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Female protagonist is fun, happy-go-lucky and always positive about life. She could either be rich and lonely or poor and happy. The male protagonist doesn't like her at first because he likes another woman, who likes another guy, who likes the female protagonist, who likes the male protagonist. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sooner or later, the protagonists will realize their true feelings for each other, and would fight for their love. Antagonists could either be the leads' parents, siblings, auntie, or past enemies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/1M/11907"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px;height: 318px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/l6s0FUcfjIDueTSfPN1muw/photos/1M/300x300/11907/2008MissNoGood-wp03-1280x1024.jpg?et=ZbG79cwn9pHjEw%2Bgx00oEA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miss No Good&lt;/span&gt; where the only difference from other Koreanovelas/Taiwanovelas is the occupation of the male lead. He is a stylist. HAHA. The female lead is, as usual, jobless and ugly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNThSj5Xglw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XNThSj5Xglw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;..But whatever. It makes me happy.That's why I couldn't care less. HAHAHA. :)) &lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8407821842002245456?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8407821842002245456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8407821842002245456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8407821842002245456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8407821842002245456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/09/miss-no-good-encounter.html' title='The Miss No Good Encounter'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3593784666821556409</id><published>2009-03-27T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:50:35.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEET THE FAMILY :)</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Today's a very fun day! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I went to Veterans Memorial Medical Center at 8AM for my hospital pharmacy internship. Richz and I extended til 8:30PM to be able to finish earlier. I don't think that we're suitable to work together because we always end up arguing about what to do and what no to do. :) Yes, we love to argue over silly matters. And whenever we argue, my friends are always in favor of him, which usually makes me the bad guy in the story. (I DON'T GET HOW HE COULD EASILY MANIPULATE MY FRIENDS TO THINK THAT HE'S A NICE PERSON!) Haha. Kidding. Well.. he's actually very nice. :) And I mean honestly and genuinely nice. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Anyway, enough about how irritatingly nice my boyfriend is. :) I'll write about how we ended up inside my house. HAHA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After my internship, we went out for diner. Since we were already along Visayas ave, hinatid niya narin ako pauwi para malaman narin niya kung pano papunta sa bahay. :) The plan was to just drop me off at my house but i ended up introducing him to my dad and to my little brother! :)) They were nice to him buti nalang! Si daddy medyo niloloko pa nga siya tapos sinisindak kunwari! HOHO! :)) Buti hindi napatakbo pauwi! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a style="text-decoration: underline;" href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SczeHwoKCCIAAEoJVjk1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 343px;height: 256px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SczeHwoKCCIAAEoJVjk1/Letrato2371.jpg?et=%2CC6FuYQ8daYyQ2bvKmhoQw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Me and my hunny :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you Richz. :) I'm really really really happy. I love you very much. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3593784666821556409?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3593784666821556409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3593784666821556409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3593784666821556409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3593784666821556409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-family.html' title='MEET THE FAMILY :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8933561464516334908</id><published>2009-01-14T04:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:58:17.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Analysis </title><content type='html'>http://www.personalityquiz.net/lovetests/lovelook.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you look at love? &lt;br /&gt;Scenarios that attempt to explain your outlook on love. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1. The end of the world is coming, if you can save only one kind of animal, which one will you pick?&lt;br /&gt;a. Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;b. Sheep&lt;br /&gt;c. Deer&lt;br /&gt;d. Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you had to be an animal which one would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;a. Dog&lt;br /&gt;b. Cat&lt;br /&gt;c. Horse&lt;br /&gt;d. Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you have the power to make one species disappear forever, which one will that be?&lt;br /&gt;a. Lion&lt;br /&gt;b. Snake&lt;br /&gt;c. Crocodile&lt;br /&gt;d. Shark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If one of the following animals could speak which would you prefer it to be? &lt;br /&gt;a. Sheep&lt;br /&gt;b. Horse&lt;br /&gt;c. Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;d. Bird &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. On an isolated island you can only have one of the following as your companion, which one would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;a. Human&lt;br /&gt;b. Pig&lt;br /&gt;c. Cow&lt;br /&gt;d. Bird &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If you had the ability to tame all animals, which would you prefer as a pet?&lt;br /&gt;a. Dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;b. White tiger&lt;br /&gt;c. Polar bear&lt;br /&gt;d. Leopard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you could be an animal for 5 minutes which of the following would you prefer to be?&lt;br /&gt;a. Lion&lt;br /&gt;b. Cat&lt;br /&gt;c. Horse&lt;br /&gt;d. Pigeon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ANALYSIS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your choice represents the personality of the person you would be attracted to in real life situation.&lt;br /&gt;a. Rabbit - Cold as ice on the outside, but warm inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your choice represents the impression that you would like to give to your partner.&lt;br /&gt;c. Horse - Optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your choice represents the behavior that would cause you to break up with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;d. Shark - Your partner's insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your choice represents the kind of relationship that you would like to build with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;d. Bird - A long-lasting relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your choice shows whether you are capable of committing adultery&lt;br /&gt;a. Human - Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your choice represents your views about marriage.&lt;br /&gt;b. White tiger - You think marriage is something precious, once you get married, you'll treasure it and your partner very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your choice represents your views about love at this present moment.&lt;br /&gt;a. Lion - You always thirst for love, you can do anything for it, but you won't fall for it easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8933561464516334908?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8933561464516334908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8933561464516334908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8933561464516334908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8933561464516334908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2009/01/amazing-analysis.html' title='The Amazing Analysis '/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1282902702595934991</id><published>2008-12-31T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:39:52.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year-Ender Survey :))</title><content type='html'>  &lt;font style="font-family: arial,helvetica;" size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;What was the worst feeling you last felt?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sadness - After I watched magnifico! Haha. Oh no. Not sadness. More like devastation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last thing you and your ex boyfriend/girlfriend talked about?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm.. His little sister's birthday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Interested in anyone at the moment?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDWARD CULLEN!!!!! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have a best friend?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes. Two. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you in a good mood right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uhm.. Not really! I just cried. And all because of Magnifico! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone for over an hour?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmm.. Carlo. Matagal na ako di nagtetelepono!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who is the last person that called you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My mommmm!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What made you sad today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The movie magnifico :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Has a boy/girl ever called you babe/baby?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA. Yes, unfortunately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What are you doing on Tuesday?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Studying, probably!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Will your next kiss be a mistake?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont want any kiss to be a mistake :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have you ever kissed on a boat?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uhh.. NO? :)) But I will be very glad to do so. :)) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you have to check in with your parents before you go some place?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you mind being cold?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not really. :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you trust all of your friends?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes. Im the kind of person who trusts easily. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you afraid of falling in love?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kind of. YES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have you held hands with anybody in the past week?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My younger brother! HAHAAH!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Biggest annoyance in your life right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My swelling eyes from crying :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Did the one person who hurt you the most in your life apologize?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A lot of them, actually! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What's something you really want right now, be honest?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My family.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If your doctor said you were pregnant, what would you do?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would faint! And probably die of shock! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Would you move to another state or country to be with the one you love?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anywhere. Anytime!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What is something you wish you had more of?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Height! Definitely height! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you taller than your mom?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you think you are a good person?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think Im trying too hard to be the opposite. :)) Being a good person.. I dont really like the idea of it. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you believe that you can change for someone?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If the reasons are valid. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Describe your life for the past month in one word?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SO-SO! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Does your ex hate you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't think so. We're friends. Haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have you ever kissed anyone whose name started with a T?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Would you get married if you could right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOO!! :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is the last person you kissed mad at you?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA. Uhm... No? :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How did you feel when you woke up today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crappy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your ex shows up at your door what do you do?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pretend like no one's home. Haha. Kiddinggg!!! :)) Ewan. Greet him, DUH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you in a good mood?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO NO NOOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you prefer warm or cold weather?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cold. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is any part of your body sore?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My eyes. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have you told anybody you loved them today and meant it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What's worse?: liars or cheaters?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheaters? Pero aren't they the same? When you lie to someone, its like cheating as well. Pero I could consider myself a liar sometimes. But I dont really think of myself as a cheater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="font-family: arial,helvetica;" size="3" face="comic sans ms"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. :)) HAHA. LABOOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you okay with your boyfriend/girlfriend being friends with an ex?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Of course! :) I dont want him to think Im depriving him from having friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why do people continue to smoke when they know the effects of it?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its called nicotine. :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When and who's was the last girls clothes you wore?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rubai's? :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who was the last person you took a picture with?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Village friendsss!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Are you good at hiding your feelings?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No. When it comes to hiding my emotions, I suck. :)) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How is life going for you right now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What were you doing yesterday at 12:00 noon?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sleeping? :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do you have empty alcohol bottles hidden anywhere?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;None. :)  Good girl ako eh! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1282902702595934991?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1282902702595934991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1282902702595934991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1282902702595934991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1282902702595934991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/year-ender-survey.html' title='Year-Ender Survey :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8982369820507060143</id><published>2008-12-31T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:17:07.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coz Im Everything You Ever Wanted :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;►GEMINI--HARD TO LOVE (5/21-6/21) Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent kisser. EXTREMELY adorable. Good personalities. Loves relationships. Addictive. Loud. 16 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;►VIRGO - THE BEST SEXUAL PARTNER (8/23-9/22) Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. EXTREMELY SEXY. Predict future. Loves being in long relationships. Has lots of friends. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. Also not a fighter, but if they have to, they will also knock the lights out of you if it comes down to it.Cool. Loves to own Geminis' in sports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;►SCORPIO - THE VIRGIN (10/23-11/21) Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of need. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. 7 Years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;►AQUARIUS - THE ONE U CAN'T TOUCH (1/20-2/18) Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Knows how to Have fun. Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. Unpredictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Attractive. Loud. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found. 7 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;►TAURUS - THE BAD BOY OR GIRL (4/20-5/20) Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great at telling Stories. Best kisser. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out&lt;br&gt;if it comes down to it. Someone you&lt;br&gt;should hold on to. 12 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;►CANCER - HARD TO CATCH THEIR HEART (6/22-7/22) Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being In long- term relationships, if you can actually get them to stick around. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Normally not a Fighter, but will if neccessary. Someone loves them right now, they jut dont know it. 2 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;►LIBRA - THE PIMP (9/23-10/22) Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around. Extremely weird but in a good way. Good Sense of Humor. Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;►PISCES - THE SEX ADDICT (2/19-3/20) EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor. Energetic. Predict future. BEST kisser. Always get what they want. Very Attractive. Easy going. RARE Find. GOOD when found. Loves being in long relationship. Talkative. Romantic. Caring. NOT one to mess with. 4 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;►LEO - THE SEX MANIAC (7/23-8/22) Very talkative. Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, Fun and SEXY. Have own unique appeal. Irresistible. Most caring person you'll ever meet! however not the kind of person you wanna mess with...they will kick your ***... u might end up crying... 10 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;►ARIES - THE PLAYER (3/21-4/19) Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good in bed...(hahaha)Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Trustworthy. Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck if you do not repost.&lt;br&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;►CAPRICORN - THE SEXY ONE (12/22-1/19) Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always Wants the last word.Rare to find. Caring. Smart. Sweet. Loud. Loyal. Beautiful. Goofy. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please.Loves to smile.Beautiful laugh.Patient.Amazing in the you know where..!!! Bit of naughty.The one and only.Sincere..very cheeky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&gt;&gt;7 Years of bad luck if you do not repost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8982369820507060143?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8982369820507060143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8982369820507060143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8982369820507060143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8982369820507060143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/coz-im-everything-you-ever-wanted.html' title='Coz Im Everything You Ever Wanted :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6294589429362052237</id><published>2008-12-26T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:24:47.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People I Miss at Christmas - The Bratz, Magpantay Family, Ate Christine :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXyAoKCCIAABxEDm81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRX1woKCCIAABy7Es81"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRX5AoKCCIAABvmCY41"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRbqAoKCCIAAH9CloA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRbqAoKCCIAAH9CloA1/DSC00405.JPG?et=fHn6VP1b%2BwYYfrRIKLEwng&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty mom&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br&gt;Who loves it when I talk about boys. Err. I mean.. who's most interested when I talk about boys! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXyAoKCCIAABxEDm81"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRX1woKCCIAABy7Es81"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRX5AoKCCIAABvmCY41"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRX5AoKCCIAABvmCY41"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRX5AoKCCIAABvmCY41/Photo-034.PNG?et=yDvSFNFCJK2xGWdlLFKv1g&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;My godsister, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shobe&lt;/span&gt;. :) Hihihi. She will always be our baby! Right, shobs? 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class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRX1woKCCIAABy7Es81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRX1woKCCIAABy7Es81/me-and-anshe.jpg?et=C8tMyD4iAsK3q0uY%2BDBaLg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shobe &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chinky&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXyAoKCCIAABxEDm81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXyAoKCCIAABxEDm81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRXyAoKCCIAABxEDm81/DSC00493.JPG?et=Fv1ZeF9CgP%2BHcLMgJIM65Q&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Mike&lt;/span&gt; (Nobody plays the piano every night anymore!) HAHA! And the house doesn't stink when you're gone. I miss you!) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ate Christine &lt;/span&gt;(my cousin) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRXsAoKCCIAABCgWXk1/DSC00178.JPG?et=oKH5udbZmueEhyVBSq8L4Q&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ate Candy&lt;/span&gt; (my cousin), &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lolo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Paolo&lt;/span&gt; (my cousin's husband)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Ate candy was obviously everyone's favorite! And I think I'm her exact opposite because she's always prim and proper. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRXlgoKCCIAABCgWWI1/DSC00185.JPG?et=sgccc1%2BPYg0JtHapEXg6qQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Magpantay family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I remember when we used to spend every Christmas eve with all of them. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRXZQoKCCIAAA6vQKk1/1-513429910l.jpg?et=gwZ%2CvuM9awbC7cD8OMV6wg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kuya Mike&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Nah. I dont miss angel. Haha. I just miss my short hair. HAHA. Kidding! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRXTgoKCCIAAAlGFMU1/1-782185627l.jpg?et=o6ulyXUytusI5QyJe4u2jw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyanne&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRXJAoKCCIAAAZ6EEQ1/1-864505752l.jpg?et=ij8b6tbqZC1Sx9A7MheCkw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dyanne&lt;/span&gt;, my cousin who loves and idolizes me too much. Hahaha. :)) Mabenta yan sa lalake!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SVRV0woKCCIAAGSOZPg1"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 492px;height: 347px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SVRV0woKCCIAAGSOZPg1/fondbratznew2.JPG?et=KeRQ0Tz1N4mqjbBWsPPpYg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE BRATZ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(L-R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dyanne Magpantay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (my cousin)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel Cruz&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my cousin's cousin)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (me!)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ansherina Ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my godsister)&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anastasia Ang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(my godsister)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss all of these people. :( Christmas is too boring and lonely without them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6294589429362052237?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6294589429362052237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6294589429362052237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6294589429362052237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6294589429362052237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/people-i-miss-at-christmas-bratz.html' title='People I Miss at Christmas - The Bratz, Magpantay Family, Ate Christine :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3640036565071897947</id><published>2008-12-21T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:00:34.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated Mother Theresa</title><content type='html'>I'm not nice. I normally say bad things and I do bad stuffs. But if there's one thing that I'm proud of myself, it's that I'm very sensitive to the needs of other people. I don't like seeing other people suffer because it makes me feel very sad. :( I'm honestly not a fan of kids. Lalo na yung makukulit because I'm easily irritated and I'm not patient. But I don't like seeing them homeless, starving and working hard to earn money. :( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakakaasar. Bakit ba kasi kailangan may mahirap? Bakit kailangan may mga batang nakakapag-aral at mga batang nagttrabaho agad sa murang edad? Bakit ba kasi may mga magulang na gawa ng gawa ng anak kung hindi naman nila mapapakain ang mga 'to? Bakit may mga taong makakatikim ng napakasarap na pagkain ngayong Noche Buena at mga taong swerte nalang kung makakain ng tatlong beses sa isang araw? Bakit may mga taong magisa ngayon pasko? Bakit hindi pwedeng lahat nalang ng tao masaya? :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5fegoKCCIAAH5Q4rc1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5flQoKCCIAAHxQnZY1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5f0goKCCIAAAc-SZU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5f5goKCCIAAAuwZYA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SU5f5goKCCIAAAuwZYA1/5.jpg?et=n0pj7T%2Bdb4RTGnz%2BYsRHfA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5f0goKCCIAAAc-SZU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SU5f0goKCCIAAAc-SZU1/4.jpg?et=vkXD2kraVWEyVC8tSU5%2CWw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5flQoKCCIAAHxQnZY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5fegoKCCIAAH5Q4rc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SU5fegoKCCIAAH5Q4rc1/1.jpg?et=5XuGkTG5Jo6Ms%2BvcrYzADg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5fegoKCCIAAH5Q4rc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SU5flQoKCCIAAHxQnZY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.margeauxx.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SU5flQoKCCIAAHxQnZY1/3.jpg?et=py5hkhP%2BF%2ClWEyiBYDhnvQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ngayong pasko, ang wish ko nalang kay Santa maging masaya lahat ng tao. Weh. Hindi ako plastic. Nakakalungkot lang talaga isipin na ako maginhawa pero ang daming taong naghihirap. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sana kahit isang araw man lang.. Lahat masaya. &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3640036565071897947?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3640036565071897947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3640036565071897947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3640036565071897947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3640036565071897947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/frustrated-mother-theresa.html' title='Frustrated Mother Theresa'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2135036561467313466</id><published>2008-12-14T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:34:32.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Monthly Exam and My Amazing Weekend! :)</title><content type='html'>Last week was the first major exam this semester. Most of the tests were quite fair except for Biostatistics and Biochemistry. The two subjects that I anticipated the most dahil puro computations lang and walang imememorize. (You see, Im a more mathematically inclined person.) Pero ayun, to our disbelief, it was like hell located on a test paper. Only worse.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After our exam last friday, everyone was finally back to their happy state! Haha. Kumain ako ng merienda with some of my blockmates and then went home. The traffic was unbelievable!!! Pag dating ko ng TriNoma to meet with my friend, Jett, sobrang init ng ulo ko. HAHA. Jett went home with me tapos sabay na kami pumunta kela Kiki sa Congressional. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They taught me how to play Wii. Nagenjoy ako sa boxing, tennis at dance revolution. Lagi kasi ako nananalo kasi magaling ako. :D HAHAHA. After a few hours, naginuman na kami habang naglalaro ng Taboo. :)) Most of you must've already predicted how I was like - IRRATIONAL and HAPPY! Hahaha. Ayun, after Taboo, everyone was already sleeping. But not me, Belai and Richz. HAHAHAHA. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;(This isn't our exact conversation. Pero halos same lang rin.)&lt;br&gt;EM: Belai, gising ka pa?&lt;br&gt;BELAI: Oo. Bakit?&lt;br&gt;EM: Tara Belai! Sulatan natin mukha nila! BILIS!!! Kuha tayo pentel pen!&lt;br&gt;BELAI: Hihihi. Sigeee.&lt;br&gt;*Unfortunately, Belai only found a ballpen. A useless ballpen. Oh! And a pen corrector!&lt;br&gt;BELAI: Em, ballpen lang at ito meron ako. &lt;br&gt;EM: Okay na yan! HIHIHIHIHII.&lt;br&gt;*Nagtitip-toe akong pumunta kay james.&lt;br&gt;EM: HAHAHAHAHAHA. &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;BELAI: HAHAHAHAHAH!! &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: Psst! Bumalik ka na nga dito!&lt;br&gt;EM: Tekaaa. Konting mark lang! &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;*Nadrawingan ko naman ng mustache si James - or so I thought. Tapos bumalik na ako sa kama. I also tried to draw on Patrick's face but he was out of reach. Kaya ayun. I was determined to draw on Mara's face instead.&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: Ang harot nito. Matulog ka na nga!&lt;br&gt;EM: Sandali lang fiance. Si Mara last!&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: Ay nako. Matulog ka na! (Imagine him in a very commanding tone)&lt;br&gt;EM: Waaaiit!!&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: Isa!!&lt;br&gt;EM: SANDALI NGA LANG EH! WAG KA NGA MAKULIT!&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: DALAWA!!!&lt;br&gt;EM: Fine. :=/ &lt;br&gt;*Binigay ko sakanya yung takip ng ballpen and then faced Mara again! HOHOHO. &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: Ay nako. Ibigay mo yang buo!&lt;br&gt;EM: Err. Fine. Wait. (Ito na yung part kung saan tinanggal ko ung mismong nakakasulat sa ballpen sa lalagyanan niya. Yung lalagyanan ung binigay ko. HIHIHIHI. &gt;:) And then I faced Mara again!)&lt;br&gt;*Pasimple kong tinry sulatan ang mukha ni Mara para hindi mapansin ng bwisit kong kasama.&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: Ang kulit talaga. Ibigay mo. Pati yan!&lt;br&gt;*Now, this is the part where I got pissed off.&lt;br&gt;EM: FINE!!!! Epal na to.&lt;br&gt;RICHZ: ANO SINABI MO?&lt;br&gt;EM: WALA!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that, I planned to wait til Richz was asleep tapos dun ko ddrawingan mukha ni Mara at niya dahil pinapakelaman niya ako! HOHOHO. Kaso ayun.. Nakatulog na ako diredirecho. How sad. ;(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next morning, we went home. :) Dumaan muna sa Cake to Go. Sarap ng cakes dun. Ayun.. :) Umuwi na ako mga 8pm. Saya sobra. Next time, kailangan masulatan ko na talaga mga mukha nila. Hohoho. &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2135036561467313466?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2135036561467313466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2135036561467313466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2135036561467313466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2135036561467313466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/on-monthly-exam-and-my-amazing-weekend.html' title='On Monthly Exam and My Amazing Weekend! :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3757171816978699739</id><published>2008-12-01T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T21:36:05.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>COFFEE TURNS ME INTO A STUPID PERSON</title><content type='html'>I was "studying" earlier this evening until I decided to browse the internet for a while and drink a cup of coffee which later on became three cups.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;AND GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TO ME AFTER AN HOUR?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I found myself dancing in front of the mirror while holding an imaginary microphone. (This is the part where you visualize me dancing around my room imitating hanna montana. Head banging, singing and dancing along the song All I Want for Christmas is You.) What was I thinking? /:|&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's 9:32 PM and Im still not in the mood to study.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Maybe I'll just continue my "concert" after I post this. HAHAHAHAHA. What a fun way to waste my time!&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3757171816978699739?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3757171816978699739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3757171816978699739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3757171816978699739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3757171816978699739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/coffee-turns-me-into-stupid-person.html' title='COFFEE TURNS ME INTO A STUPID PERSON'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6607369234510628979</id><published>2008-12-01T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:28:14.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flightless Bird, American Mouth</title><content type='html'>  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Iron &amp; Wire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/EyQfp2KeqE"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/EyQfp2KeqE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groovyshoe/music/m-dCqN30/iron_wine_flightless_bird_american_mouth/"&gt;Flightless Bird, American Mouth - Iron &amp; Wine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" size="5"&gt;The song is undeniably beautiful but I couldn't understand what it's exactly about. Hahaha. People, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;enlighten&lt;/span&gt; me. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-style: italic;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I was a quick wet boy&lt;br&gt;Diving too deep for coins&lt;br&gt;All of your street light eyes&lt;br&gt;Wide on my plastic toys&lt;br&gt;Then when the cops closed the fair&lt;br&gt;I cut my long baby hair&lt;br&gt;Stole me a dog-eared map&lt;br&gt;And called for you everywhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have I found you?&lt;br&gt;Flightless bird&lt;br&gt;Jealous, weeping&lt;br&gt;Or lost you?&lt;br&gt;American mouth&lt;br&gt;Big pill looming&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I'm a fat house cat&lt;br&gt;Nursing my sore blunt tongue&lt;br&gt;Watching the warm poison rats&lt;br&gt;Curl through the wide fence cracks&lt;br&gt;Kissing on magazine photos&lt;br&gt;Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean&lt;br&gt;Blood of Christ mountain stream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have I found you?&lt;br&gt;Flightless bird&lt;br&gt;Grounded, bleeding&lt;br&gt;Or lost you?&lt;br&gt;American mouth&lt;br&gt;Big pill, stuck going down&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6607369234510628979?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6607369234510628979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6607369234510628979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6607369234510628979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6607369234510628979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/flightless-bird-american-mouth_01.html' title='Flightless Bird, American Mouth'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-188382181366331311</id><published>2008-12-01T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:27:07.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flightless Bird, American Mouth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-weight: bold;"&gt;by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Iron &amp; Wire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The song is undeniably beautiful but I couldn't understand what it's exactly about. Hahaha. People, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-weight: bold;"&gt;enlighten&lt;/span&gt; me. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-style: italic;color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;I was a quick wet boy&lt;br&gt;Diving too deep for coins&lt;br&gt;All of your street light eyes&lt;br&gt;Wide on my plastic toys&lt;br&gt;Then when the cops closed the fair&lt;br&gt;I cut my long baby hair&lt;br&gt;Stole me a dog-eared map&lt;br&gt;And called for you everywhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have I found you?&lt;br&gt;Flightless bird&lt;br&gt;Jealous, weeping&lt;br&gt;Or lost you?&lt;br&gt;American mouth&lt;br&gt;Big pill looming&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Now I'm a fat house cat&lt;br&gt;Nursing my sore blunt tongue&lt;br&gt;Watching the warm poison rats&lt;br&gt;Curl through the wide fence cracks&lt;br&gt;Kissing on magazine photos&lt;br&gt;Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean&lt;br&gt;Blood of Christ mountain stream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Have I found you?&lt;br&gt;Flightless bird&lt;br&gt;Grounded, bleeding&lt;br&gt;Or lost you?&lt;br&gt;American mouth&lt;br&gt;Big pill, stuck going down&lt;br&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-188382181366331311?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/188382181366331311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=188382181366331311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/188382181366331311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/188382181366331311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/12/flightless-bird-american-mouth.html' title='Flightless Bird, American Mouth'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5061849617880467438</id><published>2008-11-22T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:05:22.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCOVER COLORGENICS</title><content type='html'>Hahaha. I wanted to try it right after I saw it from Robin's profile. HEHE. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt; Name: Maria Margarita C. Magpantay&lt;br&gt;   Date: 11/22/2008&lt;br&gt;   Colorgenics Number: 42135760&lt;/p&gt; &lt;hr&gt;       &lt;p&gt;         &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are always alert and keenly observant. You are not truly satisfied with your everyday status and you are seeking fresh avenues which can give you the opportunity to prove your worth. You feel that there are still many barriers that stand between you and recognition - but one by one you will overcome them. Your tenacity is your one good point - like an English Bulldog, once you take the bite, you will seldom let go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Always anxious to accept the role of the leader, as indeed you often work well with people - but try to stay out of the limelight. You'd like a life of ease with no one to rock the boat and someone who understands you is so important in your life.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We are all conditioned by our environment and as such we respond to people's perception of ourselves, but you feel that conditions are not right at this time. You are experiencing certain reservations that are precluding you to develop a particular relationship, business or personal, that is being offered. It is 'make your mind up time' - the decision is all yours, but whatever decision you make, it will be the right one.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As of late, you have been experiencing untold stress and this is a result of continuous frustration. You haven't been taking care of all your physical needs and it's beginning to show. It would seem that you have a need to find someone to whom you can really relate - someone perhaps whose standards are as high as your own. You want to be different - to be individualistic - to stand out from the common herd. Your inherent control of your sensual instincts is restricting your ability to give yourself to open up freely but this being on your own, being lonely, often makes you feel the need to give up some of your strict standards to surrender to the general flow - to be like everyone else; a part of the herd. Deep down you regard such instincts as weaknesses to be overcome. You would like to be loved or admired for yourself alone. You demand recognition and tender loving care.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Being afraid that you may be prevented from achieving your hopes and dreams is making you anxious and nervous. As a dreamer your ideas can at times move into the realm of fantasy and you could be following that so called illusive dream.&lt;/p&gt;from http://www.goldinuniverse.com/&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5061849617880467438?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5061849617880467438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5061849617880467438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5061849617880467438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5061849617880467438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/11/discover-colorgenics.html' title='DISCOVER COLORGENICS'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8561013602792761389</id><published>2008-11-18T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:38:28.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely Blog Worthy! :))</title><content type='html'>These are just some of the conversations that I had with Richzhel. Some, I found utterly weird. And some, I found very FUNNY! :)) Okaaay.. So, most of them are actually funny. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After the Launching of USTv, while he was walking with me to the Espana gate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Pag namatay ba ako malulungkot ka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;RICHZ: Oo naman. Kahit sobrang sama mo at sinasabihan mo ako ng bobo, tanga, kahit papano malulungkot parin ako. Love kita eh. :&lt;/font&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: AWWWW.. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Nako. Magrereview pa ako mamaya sa bahay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Wag ka na magreview!! Matulog ka nalang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ang BI mo talaga! Wag mo nga ako hawaan ng katamaran mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Fiance, tara SM San Lazaro tayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Eh! Wag na! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Bilis naaaaa! TARAAA! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ayoko! Pag kasama kita lagi nalang ako napapagastos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ayoko sa lahat ng ugali, yung walang modo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Panong walang modo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Yung parang asal kalye. Yung bastos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Ahhh. HAHA. Ako rin! :)) Fiance, uso ba sainyo yung kakain ng ahas, aso, butiki?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: HUH? HAHAHA. Ayoko ng ganon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Nyek. Bakit naman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ang dumi dumi kaya nun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Hindi naman kaya lahat! Hahaha. Ako pag binigyan ako 1000 kakain ako nun! Pag mga dare! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Mukha ka talagang pera. Haha. Ako mabait pero maselan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: O? Mabait ka? HAHAHAHAHA! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;While Chatting at the Quadricentennial Park..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ako lahat ng nagiging ex ko, friends ko parin. Ikaw kasi, parang pag wala na, wala na eh. Para namang wala kayong pinagsamahan nun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: HINDI MO KASI NAIINTINDIHAN! Mahirap kasi maging magkaibigan agad noh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Tingin ko magkaiba talaga sa province atsaka dito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Duh? Connection?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Kami kasi, kahit maghiwalay, pinapahalagahan parin namin kasi may pinagsamahan. Kayo, hindi. WALA KANG PUSO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: o_O Okaaaaayyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Still at the Quadricentennial Park..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Sige, i-review mo nalang ako para sa quiz bukas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: O sige nga.. *Insert question here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Si *Insert answer here*&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Mali! Si *insert answer here* kaya yun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ay.. Sorry ha.. O sige tanong ka pa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*AFTER A FEW MINUTES WHILE HE WAS BROWSING THROUGH HIS NOTES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Mali ka naman pala eh! Tama kaya sinagot ko!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: O? Tama ba? HAHAHA. Sorry ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Tssss. Cinocorrect mo pa ako ikaw naman pala mali!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: OO NA IKAW NA MAGALING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: I'm just saying. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: OO NA NGA!!!! O sige, hindi na kita rereviewhin! Baka mali pa masabi ko ako nanaman sisihin mo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ok, sige.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*AFTER ANOTHER FEW MINUTES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Em, reviewhin mo na ako. Game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Ayoko. Mamamaya sisihin mo pa ako!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Hahaha. O sige, hindi na. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Sabihin mo muna "please.." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Okaay. "Please.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Sabihin mo, "pretty pretty please.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Haha. "Pretty pretty please.." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Ito, "pretty pretty please with sugar on top! :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: Ganyan ba talaga kayo? Corny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: EHHHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;RICHZ: FINE! Pretty pretty please with sugar on top!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Okaay :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8561013602792761389?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8561013602792761389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8561013602792761389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8561013602792761389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8561013602792761389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/11/definitely-blog-worthy.html' title='Definitely Blog Worthy! :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2988662437977585021</id><published>2008-10-23T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:37:21.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH SHIT.</title><content type='html'>Im gaining weight for REAL! :*(( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Di na kasya sakin gown ko...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...KAHIT ANONG DI PAGHINGA AT PAMIMILIT PA ANG GAWIN KO. SYEEEETT. :((&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2988662437977585021?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2988662437977585021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2988662437977585021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2988662437977585021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2988662437977585021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-shit.html' title='OH SHIT.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1107971645353731247</id><published>2008-10-01T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T18:43:58.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality Tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You like serious, smart and determined people. You don't judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren't necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many people's eyes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You've got great self-confidence and you're full of charm. Most guys who get to know you will be attracted to you. You are far from sweet and proper; your intriguing personality fascinates them. Most guys find it easy to fall for a girl like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You really care about other people's feelings and are quite serious about the issues that affect your life. You are sincere, and your concern for the well-being of others makes many people want to be your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You strictly follow rules, and you expect other people to be the same as well. People can get tired of you easily, as you can make them feel a little guilty about themselves. You always make decisions on your own, and can be dismissive of other people's advice. You like to be the leader in groups, but can forget to be concerned about the people you are with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;Your peers think of you as a fun person, but sometimes you can be a little irresponsible. You can be somewhat childish, and can try to ignore the fact that you will one day need to really grow up and be a mature adult! Perhaps you could start reading good books; they might help you look at the world in a different light. You do want to be taken seriously, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Your boyfriend believes that you are a strong and independent person. Your confidence and cheerfulness make you an attractive person to be around, but sometimes you need to pay more attention to what other people, including your boyfriend, are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the analysis: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You desire a love that will last forever. You are quite serious about finding this type of love,  and that's why you think carefully about the men that you meet before deciding whether you could  really love them. You don't just develop a crush on someone overnight: you look at a person's  personality and other aspects of their life before deciding to form an attachment. If a guy doesn't  meet your expectations, you would rather be alone. Your love has to be perfect. Be careful though,  you could be missing out on some worthy relationships because your standards are so high.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;/h3&gt; Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet.  Everybody likes to be around people with your personality.   Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as  confident.  You look mature and people respect you.  People with this kind of character are few and far between.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; Your sweetheart is like a big brother to you. He is kind and always takes good care of you. He is a dream  boyfriend; gentle and compassionate, he is completely and utterly dedicated to the girl he loves. It's easy  to please him because he appreciates everything you do for him. There's no need to worry about changing  yourself in any way because he accepts you the way you are. When this type of man fall in love it's going  to be deep and quite probably forever.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHA. Super dami ko sinagutan kasi sobrang bored. Tama ba? :))&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1107971645353731247?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1107971645353731247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1107971645353731247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1107971645353731247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1107971645353731247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/10/personality-tests.html' title='Personality Tests'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1990941840791382108</id><published>2008-09-28T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T12:32:15.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST asking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1990941840791382108?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1990941840791382108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1990941840791382108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1990941840791382108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1990941840791382108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-asking.html' title='JUST asking.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3653720857202497082</id><published>2008-06-30T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:23:20.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Three Friends - REUNITE! :))</title><content type='html'>The day didn't start off quite well because I was 20 minutes late for school.. AGAIN. I had to roam around the FX terminal like a hopeless little girl asking for anyone who would like to share a cab with me. :)) Fortunately, kuya Eric was there and was late for his class as well. That's why we decided to go together. YAAYYY. I was struggling to arrive at the class room earlier. But my skirt failed me. IT FAILEEDDD ME!!! I could hardly open my legs wide. Huhuhuhu. :((&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nakakatawa yung Gen Psych class namin! :)) HAHAHAHA. Watch &lt;a href="http://margeauxx.multiply.com/video/item/6/Gen_Psych_Class"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After classes I met up with Nikko and Camille to have an early dinner at Aveneto. :) Napaka pervert-ish nung lalake na yun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="5"&gt;MICH&lt;/font&gt;, happy 18th birthday! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="5"&gt;NIKOLO&lt;/font&gt;, happy 19th birthday! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" size="6"&gt;ATE TR&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; happy 23rd birthday! :) (Hula lang to! Hahahahah!)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3653720857202497082?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3653720857202497082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3653720857202497082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3653720857202497082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3653720857202497082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-three-friends-reunite.html' title='Happy Three Friends - REUNITE! :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7727609542280377195</id><published>2008-06-19T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T18:17:01.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang IMBURNAL. Bow.</title><content type='html'>Some of the things that I've learned (the hard way) this day..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Never ever wish for rain during school days. Or you might end up like a boat sailing along Espana.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. When it rains, cockroaches are your best playmates along the catwalk. Hindi nakakatuwang makipagpatintero sa mga IPIS! You might want to just step on all of them instead.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. If you must wait for jeepneys, dun ka sa madaming tao kung ayaw mong makipagpatintero naman sa mga BUS at pedicabs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And lastly...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. CAREFULLY watch your steps. (Not unless you want to end up like me, at mahulog rin kayo sa malalim na butas)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;THANK YOU TO THE COUPLE WHO HELPED ME WHEN I FELL DOWN THAT HOLE! I hope to never see you guys again. Hahaha. Dahil wala na akong mukhang maihaharap pa sainyo. Maraming salamat. :))&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7727609542280377195?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7727609542280377195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7727609542280377195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7727609542280377195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7727609542280377195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/06/ang-imburnal-bow.html' title='Ang IMBURNAL. Bow.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-9047031421932190075</id><published>2008-06-17T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:25:51.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Luck</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was HELL, I tell you! HELL!!!! I was so drained, that I decided to sleep before I study for my Pharmaceutical Dosage Lab (Latin Terms) and Lec (Memorization of Appendix A na sooobbraaaaaaaaaaaaaang haba). I slept at 6pm and I promised to wake up an hour after. Pag gising ko.......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5 AM NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And my test was at 7AM! So much for a nap. Hahahaha.:)) So kamusta naman ang pag-aaral ko noon diba? :)) Fortunately, madami naretain sa utak ko. And hopefully, I did just fine. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have only one class tomorrow dahil buong Pharmacy wala. PE! Yaaayyy! :D Football from 7-9! Sana umuulan para malamig sa field! Hahahaha. :)) Excited na ako! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-9047031421932190075?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/9047031421932190075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=9047031421932190075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/9047031421932190075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/9047031421932190075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/06/pure-luck.html' title='Pure Luck'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4696874912297083192</id><published>2008-06-14T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T20:16:33.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference Between Commit and Commute</title><content type='html'> My amazing Christian Ethics class. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We had a group report during Philo 5 today. We were supposed to share anything that makes us feel uncomfortable or anything that bothers us. Since I had nothing in mind, I just told them that I hate it whenever I &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;comm&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;te &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;because it drains down all my energy. At ito ang nireport ng aking magaling na kaklaseng si Russel..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;RUSSEL:&lt;/span&gt; Si em daw po ayaw na ng &lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; " size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;comm&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;ment&lt;/span&gt;. Pagod na pagod na daw po siya magcommit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); "&gt;EM:&lt;/span&gt; Huh? Anong commit? COMMUTE!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;RUSSEL:&lt;/span&gt; Ay.. Commute ba? Hahaha. Kala ko commit eh!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nagulat ako eh! :)) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Outreach program tomorrow! Yayy! I'm so excited! :))&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4696874912297083192?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4696874912297083192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4696874912297083192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4696874912297083192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4696874912297083192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/06/difference-between-commit-and-commute.html' title='The Difference Between Commit and Commute'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3277207933422603859</id><published>2008-06-11T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T21:17:27.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My SUPER First Day :D</title><content type='html'>First days are &lt;span style="font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I told my dad to wake me up at &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51); " size="5"&gt;4:30am&lt;/font&gt; and he ended up waking me an hour late. So basically, that morning, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I was &lt;font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0); " size="5"&gt;screwed&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was rushing for my life! Or I mean.. my PE attendance! :)) Good thing I move very very fast for my gender. And I mean &lt;font style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); " size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;sonic boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; fast! That's why by &lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); " size="5"&gt;6:10am&lt;/font&gt;, dad successfully dropped me off at the FX "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;station&lt;/span&gt;." Hahaha. So, since I was in such a hurry and so was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;Coy&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;my dear village friend&lt;/span&gt;), we decided to ride a cab instead and he asked me to talk to some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51); "&gt;UST&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;FEU&lt;/span&gt; people to join us. I'm so friendly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;right?&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I attended my PE class orientation and I'm just so happy to know that I'll be playing football next week already! Ang daming sinabi na skills na matututunan like running, kicking, more running, &lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); " size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;heading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Ito yata yung tawag pag ulo ung ginagamit sa bola. HAHAHAHA! Nakakatawa! Gagawin ko to!! Ano to? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Head butt&lt;/span&gt;? Or kung ano man spelling nun!&lt;/span&gt;), and soooo much more! :p I caannoottt waaiiiitttt!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Keesh and I went to James, Richz and Patrick's Condo dahil sobrang wala na kaming mapuntahan. My normal class started at 12PM. First day palang binigyan na kami ng homework. Hahahah. Pero ayus lang. Namiss ko mag-aral eh! :)) After our &lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); " size="5"&gt;BioSci 3 Laboratory&lt;/font&gt; class, nanghiram si Cy ng notes. Pero since I don't trust him enough to let him borrow it, pinayagan ko nalang na ipa-photocopy niya. KASOOOO ang tamad tamad nung lalakeng yun kaya i-email or i-text ko nalang daw sakanya yung notes ko.  PERROO since I'm a very nice blockmate, hindi ko isesend sakanya. BWAHAHHAHAA. &lt;font style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); " size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;I'm sure he wouldn't read it anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. :) Tsk,tsk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Pauwi, niyaya kami ni Nicole nila Patrick, Kate and Belly na maglaro sa Condo nila ng &lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); " size="6"&gt;U&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); "&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); " size="5"&gt;!&lt;/font&gt; :)) Hahahaha. Guess who's the best player? :) SYEMPRE HINDI AKO! :)) Lagi nalang ako talo dahil pag makaka-"uno" na ako, natatawa ako sobra dahil excited! :)) HAHAHAHA. Someday, mapipigilan ko rin ang aking sarili sa pagtawa! :))&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;YAAYYY&lt;/span&gt; for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;FIRST DAY&lt;/span&gt;!!! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3277207933422603859?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3277207933422603859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3277207933422603859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3277207933422603859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3277207933422603859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-super-first-day-d.html' title='My SUPER First Day :D'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2115091386859126441</id><published>2008-06-10T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T20:49:52.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Summer Horraayy! :)</title><content type='html'>    I had to turn down the volume of my speakers to get my mind working. HAHAHA. So anyway.. Today's the last day of my summer vacation and unlike the rest of my friends, I'm actually kind of happy that summer's over. I mean, don't get me wrong. I love summer, I love staying up late and sure as hell I love being a couch potato. BUUUUTTT! Not until I realized that I'm starting to gain some weight. Yeah sure, some of you, my avid readers, might say that I'm not. Well.. That is probably because all my "fats" seem to have landed on the place called my stomach. Sucks, I know. And that's why I'm so eager to attend my classes already. That way, I could stop myself from eating whenever I want to. If stress is the perfect slimming agent, I'd be more than glad to have some. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss you blockmates! SUPPPPERRRR!!! I can't wait to see all of you! HOHOHOHOHO. &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2115091386859126441?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2115091386859126441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2115091386859126441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2115091386859126441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2115091386859126441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-summer-horraayy.html' title='Last Summer Horraayy! :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1560942870748585580</id><published>2008-05-31T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:49:54.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerleader ;)</title><content type='html'>Are you a cheerleader?&lt;br&gt; ~I was. Hahaha. Back in my HS days. :)   &lt;p&gt;What is your gender?&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FAgoKCiQAAH-AE7I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Female.&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8EXgoKCiQAAHba4Cc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;What is your stunting position?&lt;br&gt;~Flyer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FAgoKCiQAAH-AE7I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FAgoKCiQAAH-AE7I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FgQoKCiQAAAybNTs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FAgoKCiQAAH-AE7I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FgQoKCiQAAAybNTs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FgQoKCiQAAAybNTs1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8EXgoKCiQAAHba4Cc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://mikkiv.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SD8FAgoKCiQAAH-AE7I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What is your favorite cheer jump?&lt;br&gt;~Straddle Jump! Hohohoho.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite cheer memory?&lt;br&gt;~WNCAA 36th season. :) Nahulog ako sa pyramid at nakakahiya!:))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;What is your favorite cheer movie?&lt;br&gt;~Bring it On! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Was anyone in your family a cheerleader?&lt;br&gt;~My brother and some of my cousins. HAHAHAHAH. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many cheer friends do you have?&lt;br&gt;~Too many to mention! :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How old were you when you became a cheerleader?&lt;br&gt;~12 or 13? I cant remember! :))&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What is your favorite sport to cheer for?&lt;br&gt;~BASKETBALL! HAHAHA. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  Who is your favorite cheer team?&lt;br&gt;~UST Salinggawi Dance Troupe! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  What is your favorite cheer stunt?&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Splits! Scorpion! Front hand spring!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who is your worst cheer enemy?&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;~Im not really sure..&lt;br&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Who is your favorite cheer actor/actress?&lt;br&gt;~ Wala. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; What cheer stunt do you want to try?&lt;br&gt;~ Back hand spring, back tuck and lahat ng hindi ko kaya gawin! HAHAHA. :))  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1560942870748585580?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1560942870748585580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1560942870748585580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1560942870748585580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1560942870748585580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheerleader.html' title='Cheerleader ;)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4108036596284622702</id><published>2008-05-23T07:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:07:20.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Dave :)</title><content type='html'> &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tagged By &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;David Terrado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RULES:&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The rule says: Remove one (1) question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight (8) people on your list. List them out at the end of this post.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;br&gt;1. What's the most important part of a relationship?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE! Love and Trust. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2. Would you rather be really ugly but be the only person in the world with super powers, &lt;br&gt;or be the only really good looking person but alone in a world where everyone has powers?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Really ugly but may super powers. Hahahaha. Madali nang magpaganda pag may super powers ka na. HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Where would you like to go to the most?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;JAPAN! That's like my dream destination! :)) I'm very interested in their culture and language.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4.  1 million dollars or true love?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;1 million dollars!!! HAHAHAHA. Kidding. True love, syempre. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. When you encounter a sad moment, what do you do?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Keep myself busy. :) DANCE! Hohohoho.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. If you win $1 million, what would you do? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;Get myself instantly into Med School! :)) Joke. Tinatanong pa ba yun? Syempre, SHOPPING!!!! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. What do you love the most about last year (2007)?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;New friends. New environment. New everything. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;8. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "&gt;David Terrado&lt;/span&gt; - Mabait. Matino kausap. Makulit. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. How do you cope with boredom?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Manood ng mga sayaw sa youtube or wherever. It always works. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. What is one thing you'll never get tired of?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dancing. :) It's practically my life. And I'm not exaggerating. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. What is your ambition?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Be a successful doctor (Specifically in the field of Surgery) and find a loving and understanding husband.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. If you have one wish, what would you wish for?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Happiness. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. How did you celebrate new year?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Enjoyed the fireworks with my family and then spent it with some village friends. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. What’s your worst attitude?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hmm.. I'm not a very good liar? :)) As in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;15. If you were to get stuck inside a movie, which movie will it be?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Troy, man! I could spend a lifetime just staring at Brad's body! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. What do you think you will be doing 12 years from now?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;I'll be a doctor taking care of my friends' children. Hohoho. Oh, and mine, too! Three years married na ako nun! :)) I mean.. Hopefully. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. What did you say that you'll never be doing, but end up doing it [or at least did it]?&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Giving Carlo another chance. HAHAHAHA. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;18: What do you like most about yourself?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm not a bitch. Hahaha. I'm naturally nice to everyone I meet. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. If you could go back in time, what would you do?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;br&gt;I would be a lot nicer to Carlo.. Hahahaha.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Ano message mo para sa nag tag sayo nito?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dave! HAHAHAHA. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; I TAG: EVERYONE! HHAHAHAAH. :)) Tamad.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4108036596284622702?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4108036596284622702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4108036596284622702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4108036596284622702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4108036596284622702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/from-dave.html' title='From Dave :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6951176602265497702</id><published>2008-05-21T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T03:20:55.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniv.</title><content type='html'>Badtrip. Anyway. Ayan. Popost ko nalang. Sayang naman effort ko.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDR1mwoKCDwAACeLzng1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDR1uQoKCDwAACec1Ec1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDR1uQoKCDwAACec1Ec1/DSC09725.JPG?et=xYPcgEKSN5V02lbWeXTkBw&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDR1mwoKCDwAACeLzng1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDR1mwoKCDwAACeLzng1/DSC09729.JPG?et=lN3ezAU7PyOJg42AJW03Kg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;First Conversation...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6951176602265497702?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6951176602265497702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6951176602265497702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6951176602265497702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6951176602265497702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/anniv.html' title='Anniv.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4868636333048456583</id><published>2008-05-21T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:38:20.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Over and Anniversary. Hohoho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    This photo was taken last April 30, 2007 at Laleeh's Place.  (Their garden, to be more specific) Before our HS graduation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01/0%20030.jpg?et=NtDES6mKZeXPsVDEc9brtg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    And this, people, was taken moments before I made that night a legend. HAHAHA. The biggest and funniest embarrassment I've made in front of my friends so far. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFNQoKCDwAAEMLvBo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFNQoKCDwAAEMLvBo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDRFNQoKCDwAAEMLvBo1/bagsak.JPG?et=NC3rWLvE6jao51iEPwX8Zg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;    This year, nagkaron kami ulit ng sleep over at Mai's condo naman. Grabe. Para akong nag-lakbay papuntang Taft Avenue and I hate it! HAHAHAHAHA. Ang layo kasi eh. Anywaaayy.. Sobrang nag enjoy naman ako even though they were pickin' on me the whole time. Shit, right? :)) Pero I guess that's how it will always go for me. Hohohoho. Ayun.. It was so nice to spend time with my girlfriends. Walang dull moment eh. Sobrang nakakatawa talaga! Lalo na si Pipay! I'm proud to say that she has finally evolved from a little girl to a sophisticated lady. (HAHAHA. Yes, I was kidding. Pero dun lang sa sophisticated part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; Hinahatid hatid na nga ng lalake eh! Awwww.. Im so proud.) Si Tigas (Thereze) and Jhame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; lang yung wala kaya nakakalungkot tuloy. Si Tigas kasi parang ewan lang eh. Siya nagplano na kela Mai tapos siya di pinayagan. HAHAHAHA. Loser much? :)) Haaay. Basta. I super missed my girls. Next year, kela Pia na! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRG0goKCDwAAHNMggc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDRG0goKCDwAAHNMggc1/DSC09569.JPG?et=OHDtHOHvoYV1ddyR037ksQ&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chi, Ja, Nikki, Tin, Mai, Pia, Pipay, Laleeh, Carla, Sheila and April.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFNQoKCDwAAEMLvBo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFPQoKCDwAAEbC0jk1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDRFPQoKCDwAAEbC0jk1/March%20101.jpg?et=9iPJ%2B99q7fAI0drIwPJngA&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jhame, I wish you were there. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;And also...&lt;br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRM4AoKCDwAABgstmU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDRM4AoKCDwAABgstmU1/DSC09725.JPG?et=jra%2B7ftW94lFFX1MUFWqKg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A happy happy month anniversary to you, boyfriend! :) Hehehe. Ginawa ko to kanina pagdating ko ng bahay.. :) Dinrawing ko yung unang conversation natin nung 1st year highschool pa tayo! HAHAHAHAHA. Tayo tayo pa hair mo! Yuck, right? :)) Pero ayus lang. Wala na talaga magawa eh. :) Ohaaaa! Kabisado ko pa. People, please don't mind the ugly drawing. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDROlgoKCDwAAEX@YSc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SDROlgoKCDwAAEX@YSc1/DSC09729.JPG?et=XUjcHG7AO9IAJyYOZjFSsg&amp;nmid=0" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFNQoKCDwAAEMLvBo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFKgoKCDwAAEMqxf01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SDRFNQoKCDwAAEMLvBo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4868636333048456583?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4868636333048456583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4868636333048456583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4868636333048456583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4868636333048456583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleep-over-and-anniversary-hohoho.html' title='Sleep Over and Anniversary. Hohoho!'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1417528714633721179</id><published>2008-05-15T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:24:22.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must. Sleep. NOOOOOWWW. Ugh.</title><content type='html'>I feel like I'm not living a healthy lifestyle. I sleep late. I eat less and I guess I've been drinking more frequently than I usually do. Argh. Ayoko na nga. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm such a coward for not being able to take a shower by myself. HAHAH. Nagpasama pa ako sa cousin ko who's 6 years younger than me sa bathroom dahil nakakatakot mag-isa. HAHAHA. Nakakahiya, right? :)) Pero nakatalikod siya, syempre. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want want want want want to sleep. Huhuhuhu. :|&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1417528714633721179?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1417528714633721179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1417528714633721179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1417528714633721179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1417528714633721179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/must-sleep-nooooowww-ugh.html' title='Must. Sleep. NOOOOOWWW. Ugh.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3901948435038267375</id><published>2008-05-07T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:35:47.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 "Deep" Questions from Paula. Killing Time..</title><content type='html'> &lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="paulakho" author_possessive="paulakho's"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Ahhhk. Bored..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20 "Deep" Questions That Could Really Tell You Something.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;br&gt;[Not simple questions like "How Old Are You?"]&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;1. Is it difficult for you to look into someone's eyes when you are talking to them?&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;~ Yes, actually. It's an abnormality daw. Hahaha.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;2. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You get &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;enough time to make ONE phone call. Who would you call?&lt;br&gt;~ My dad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. You have to choose between your significant other and your best friend, who do you choose?&lt;br&gt;~ The person who wouldn't demand me choose. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;4. You are at the doctor's office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live,...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;(A) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ I'll tell anyone but not everyone. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;(B) What do you do with your remaining days?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Be happy. Spend time with the people I love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;(C) Would you be afraid?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 0.5in; font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Yes? I'm not so sure, though. There are actually days when I'm kind of anticipating for it to happen.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;5. You can have one of the following two things: trust or love?&lt;br&gt;~To be trusted is a better compliment than to be loved. So I guess it would have to be the first. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ I'll call someone to save the dog and then go to work. I'm not a good swimmer anyways. Hahahahahaha. :)) In that way, its a win-win for me and the dog! :))&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;7. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Japan! Hahahahaha! :))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;8. Think of the last person who you really knew that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give one year of your life. Is it ok for you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ If its really that necessary. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;9. Are you the kind of person that you would want to have as a friend?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Yes yes yes! :)) Im a good friend. Or so I think. :)) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;10. Does love=sex?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Definitely NOT. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;11. One of your best friend dies, what would you do?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ I would probably grieve for years.. I don't want to lose anyone I love. ;(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;12. When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Two hours ago? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;13. What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you hate them?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ To tell someone I hate them because I don't normally hate anyone at all. I need a countless number of bad deeds to hate someone and an insy bitsy reason to love them. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;14. What do you think would be the worst thing for you to give up on?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Dancing.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;15. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you love them?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Hours ago? :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;16. If you had to go back in time and change one thing, what would you do?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Nothing. I have no regrets.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;17. Imagine. It is a dark night, you are alone, it is raining outside, you hear a noise. What do you do?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Kill myself? HAHAHAHA. :)) Or immediately find anything sharp for protection. A gun would be better. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;18. Would you give a stranger CPR if they were dying?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ If I'm capable, why not? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;19. Are you old-fashioned?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Not really. Pero I still believe in taking things slow.. I'm still not up for one night stands. I still believe that parents know best and I still believe in long term relationships.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;20. Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a heart break or to never have love?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;~ Never have loved. Hahaha. Kidding. DUUUH. Look at me now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3901948435038267375?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3901948435038267375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3901948435038267375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3901948435038267375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3901948435038267375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/20-questions-from-paula-killing-time.html' title='20 &amp;quot;Deep&amp;quot; Questions from Paula. Killing Time..'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6274866347665480439</id><published>2008-05-05T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:28:24.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Animax Fashion-Ability</title><content type='html'>I wanted to join Cosplays ever since. It would be really cool if I could wear these. Hahaha. Pero syempre, contest lang yan. LOL. The 1st prize winner's just okay. Pero mas better yung iba eh. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PMAoKCDwAACCOFp01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PQQoKCDwAACguLmg1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PUQoKCDwAACyPNEU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PYwoKCDwAACoeMaE1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PewoKCDwAADJwS841"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PewoKCDwAADJwS841/2407750074_0f4bb19186.jpg?et=fB5iGV%2C66PHi7dnEJDzkTw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Models :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PMAoKCDwAACCOFp01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PQQoKCDwAACguLmg1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PUQoKCDwAACyPNEU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PYwoKCDwAACoeMaE1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PYwoKCDwAACoeMaE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PYwoKCDwAACoeMaE1/2407759356_65e43947b4.jpg?et=teHDqTtZyB0c3CbLOkob0A&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Too girly. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PMAoKCDwAACCOFp01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PQQoKCDwAACguLmg1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PUQoKCDwAACyPNEU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PUQoKCDwAACyPNEU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PUQoKCDwAACyPNEU1/2407758902_499b2fba91.jpg?et=C3uoNK%2BmKWo%2ClEEXGFsUGg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Too ordinary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PMAoKCDwAACCOFp01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PQQoKCDwAACguLmg1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PQQoKCDwAACguLmg1/2407749248_111eed6a7a.jpg?et=v2RNvICeaw4VyoAg4WJ3GQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;One of my favorites. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PMAoKCDwAACCOFp01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PMAoKCDwAACCOFp01/2407748524_2c920cdd93.jpg?et=RMv1wApFIUGwE%2BHQYxu6aA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Okay lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PHQoKCDwAAB0c@cM1/2407728320_bff7fdf481.jpg?et=Z7Q2254B0aTDiy6DmwTEjw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Okay lang.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7PCwoKCDwAAB7kAY81/2407726216_19ba0cfab5.jpg?et=pMKh445udhShrWX9zyFzQA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Also too ordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7O@goKCDwAACCOFm01/2407725990_1634d1b7eb.jpg?et=%2BXQ8q1%2CoSWhTGLLqqzK3ag&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Wow guapo.HAHAHHAA. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7O5goKCDwAAB1F-501/2407719274_553e37ea2d.jpg?et=%2CIEdfgJ%2CWcXM%2CiiK539dQA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Too ordinary.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7O0AoKCDwAABlV6W01/2407757182_7bd7591fba.jpg?et=uNfM5Pz66EsKkQFtYE7MBQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;My 2nd favorite! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OugoKCDwAAB0c@Wc1/2406924275_ce18113c68.jpg?et=40aJzD3lx%2CaJBMFMgX%2C%2CmA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;I especially love the details. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OmAoKCDwAABcqyLY1/2406914467_89baf68bfa.jpg?et=gg8nIAOF9DqprP7JrnacrA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Weird, much?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OewoKCDwAABd23K01/2406914051_4de7829242.jpg?et=34hWgoh43B0G4G62ctSIDw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Too much color.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OawoKCDwAAA6KnUQ1/2407727538_aba8b7a8da.jpg?et=%2Bjs32FVKupEzZggZVsy%2Cuw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;1st prize winner.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OWgoKCDwAAA4klIY1/2406894377_21752bd545.jpg?et=iq3pP3it0RcnQbBclzWmNw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Ayus lang pero I didn't like the color.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OSwoKCDwAAA3yjys1/2406894147_68eb43db0b.jpg?et=gQvZBbBvKrbdACNIKc3InQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;My 3rd choice! Hihihihi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OPQoKCDwAAAquf9M1/2406926669_13193fc088.jpg?et=YiPKZAlUiILrNGDYHKL4jQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;My 4th choice. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OGgoKCDwAAAYqa2o1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OLAoKCDwAAAquf8I1/2407718450_0d1e0164a0.jpg?et=wLoI6jiX5PmVI4RznOK%2CjA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Dont like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7OAQoKCDwAAAYrbCs1/2406892207_b74ff7dbc4.jpg?et=1M%2CfdB61MLYgKWN9lrHp%2BA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;My favorite! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7NkgoKCDwAAHU9KP01/2406892033_a1059eff31.jpg?et=RR0yAKBcltR%2CA7GeJVlo5w&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;Its so kawaiii! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7NggoKCDwAAHeMOws1/2406891733_d93b5e9e11.jpg?et=Kn7O%2CkVszl20Xrf%2CdaV1Tg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;This one's pretty. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SB7NUQoKCDwAAG-iFVU1/2406886803_0aaa725e76.jpg?et=MVm7JEtqaj1shUk4Q3zXVA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Errr. o_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6274866347665480439?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6274866347665480439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6274866347665480439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6274866347665480439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6274866347665480439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-animax-fashion-ability.html' title='On Animax Fashion-Ability'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8145500460851049261</id><published>2008-04-30T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:08:59.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Fiesta! :)</title><content type='html'>    Today's a very tiring day. Dad woke me up at around 5:50am and told me to lock the doors because he was leaving. Normally, I would wake up an hour and a half later for my internship but since it was too early and I couldn't go back to sleep, I just logged in the computer and browsed the internet. By 6:15am, I made my breakfast and then browsed the internet until 7am. I took the shower and then left because of my internship. Nothing interesting happened in Mercury. In fact, I was so bored that I finished six servings of coffee. I left Mercury at exactly 5pm and Carlo fetched me there. The original plan's that he's going to visit in our house and leave at 6:30pm but we decided that we should watch a movie with his family instead. (They were asking us to join them kasi) At the movie house, he was laughing stupidly and said that I sounded like Anne. (In When Love Begins. I know, ewww, right? HAHAHAA.) And then all of them laughed at me when I cried. (I have this irritating habit of crying in almost every movie that I see because I "feel" touched or sad or whatever) After the movie, Carlo dropped me off at the chapel for our choir rehearsal. Finally finished by 11pm and then went home. We're going to talk on the phone later. I really need to sleep. I need to wake up by 6am tomorrow because we will be singing for the 7am mass. HUHUHUHU.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8145500460851049261?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8145500460851049261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8145500460851049261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8145500460851049261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8145500460851049261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-fiesta.html' title='Happy Fiesta! :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2746420566647218107</id><published>2008-04-24T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T08:57:00.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop Animal Cruelty</title><content type='html'>I got this from &lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;Dani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div id="item_body" class="bodytext" author="lealou" author_possessive="lealou's"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;From plumstrands.multiply:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;&lt;font color="#666666" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"In 2007 the 'artist' Guillermo Vargas Habacuc, took a dog from the street,&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;tied him to a rope in an art gallery, and starved him to death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For several days, the 'artist' and the visitors of the exhibition have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;watched emotionless the shameful 'masterpiece' based&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the dog's agony, until eventually he died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But this is not all... the prestigious Visual Arts Biennial of the Central American&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;decided that the 'installation' was actually art, so that Guillermo Vargas Habacuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;has been invited to repeat his cruel action for the biennial of 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#666666" size="2"&gt;It takes a second to help put a stop to animal abuse."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.plumstrands.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA8CuAoKCCMAABzz3Q81/perro-habacuc-2.jpg?et=IWVuNHhX0Yn66crPgdBkyw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.plumstrands.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA8C5goKCCMAACGU9nU1/perritoho5.jpg?et=sVjkdIkDlbenxzVJRTlRZQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="suuperdani.multiply.com%3EDani%3C/a%3E%3Cbr%3E%3Cdiv%20id=" item_body="" class="bodytext" author="suuperdani" author_possessive="suuperdani's"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.plumstrands.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA8DAwoKCCMAACKI-zA1/navitividad4so6.jpg?et=jv%2CLDAMOyZnKWY0LkXFFZQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.plumstrands.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA8DPgoKCCMAAClmJ1Q1/navitividad1cq9.jpg?et=muNW0qioZAhMMp0xt9fXXg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.plumstrands.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA8DtAoKCCMAADJZZrg1/dscn8146pu4.jpg?et=N5zt6va067e4PKwfAEM2Ww&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.plumstrands.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SA8D6AoKCCMAADj5Eio1/dscn8139vk6.jpg?et=%2BaaZ%2Bc5AmPHaZzBVTrXMkg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Grabe..:( This is a really inhumane act. :( Please help stop this cruelty by signing this petition. Thank you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/ea6gk/petition.html"&gt;http://www.petitiononline.com/ea6gk/petition.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.petitiononline.com/ea6gk/petition.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2746420566647218107?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2746420566647218107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2746420566647218107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2746420566647218107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2746420566647218107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-animal-cruelty.html' title='Stop Animal Cruelty'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2743535297152648668</id><published>2008-04-18T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T19:40:22.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Handwriting Analysis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Totoong totoo. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Welcome Maria Margarita Magpantay, here is your handwriting analysis.                    &lt;div&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q22_1094009417.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita is moderately outgoing. Her emotions are stirred by sympathy and heart rendering stories. In fact, she can be kind, friendly, affectionate and considerate of others. She has the ability to put herself into the other person's shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maria Margarita will be somewhat moody, with highs and lows. Sometimes she will be happy, the next day she might be sad. She has the unique ability to get along equally well with what psychology calls introverts and extroverts. This is because she is in between. Psychology calls Maria Margarita an ambivert. She understands the needs of both types. Although they get along, she will not tolerate anyone that is too "far out." She doesn't sway too far one way or the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When convincing her to buy a product or an idea, a heart rendering story could mean a great deal to her. She puts herself in the same situation as the person in the story, yet she will not buy anything that seems overly impractical or illogical. Maria Margarita is an expressive person. She outwardly shows her emotions. She may even show traces of tears when hearing a sad story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maria Margarita is a "middle-of-the-roader," politically as well as logically. She weighs both sides of an issue, sits on the fence, and then will decide when she finally has to. She basically doesn't relate to any far out ideas and usually won't go to the extreme on any issue.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009279.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita tends to write a bit smaller than the average person. When a person's letters are small and tiny, this indicates an ability to focus and concentrate. This character trait is a huge asset in careers like math, science, race car driving, and flying planes. However, if Maria Margarita writes tiny all of the time, she will also display characteristics of someone who is socially introverted. Maria Margarita will often sit on the sideline and watch others get the attention at parties. she might be willing to open up and be warm, but only in small groups or a select group of people. When she is busy working on a project, it is common for all other noises and distractions to just fade away and her ability to focus is incredible. When she says "she didn't hear you", she really means, she didn't hear you.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009749.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita will be candid and direct when expressing her opinion. She will tell them what she thinks if they ask for it, whether they like it or not. So, if they don't really want her opinion, don't ask for it!&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q20_1094009105.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita can be defiant. She sometimes has the attitude that if someone doesn't like it the way she is doing it, then they can just "go to hell!" This trait may reveal itself in a rebellious nature that is always ready to resist forces which she thinks are infringing upon her freedom of action.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q25_1094009924.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Diplomacy is one of Maria Margarita's best attributes. She has the ability to say what others want to hear. She can have tact with others. She has the ability to state things in such a way as to not offend someone else. Maria Margarita can disagree without being disagreeable.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg" alt=""&gt; In reference to Maria Margarita's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Maria Margarita slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Maria Margarita can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010202.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita is a practical person whose goals are planned, practical, and down to earth. This is typical of people with normal healthy self-esteem. She needs to visualize the end of a project before she starts. she finds joy in anticipation and planning. Notice that I said she plans everything she is going to do, that doesn't necessarily mean things go as planned. Maria Margarita basically feels good about herself. She has a positive self-esteem which contributes to her success. She feels she has the ability to achieve anything she sets her mind to. However, she sets her goals using practicality-- not too "out of reach". She has enough self-confidence to leave a bad situation, yet, she will not take great risks, as they relate to her goals. A good esteem is one key to a happy life. Although there is room for improvement in the confidence catagery, her self-perception is better than average.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010901.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita has difficulty trusting anyone. In fact, she trusts no one completely. This is a result of her trust being betrayed in the past. She has closed up, thus ceasing to allow close friendships. Maria Margarita truly wants close friends and desires physical relationships, but she fears she will get hurt, again. She is lonely, yet has a crying need for close friends. This trait can cause much unhappiness. However, it can be changed.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010938.jpeg" alt=""&gt; Maria Margarita has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.&lt;/p&gt;                            &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q32_1094011115.jpeg" alt=""&gt; For a graphologist, the spacing on the page reflects the writer's attitude toward their own world and relationship to things in his or her own space. If the inputted data was correct Maria Margarita has left lots of white space on the all four borders of the paper. Maria Margarita fills up just the center area of the page. If this is true, then Maria Margarita has a particular shyness toward people and a fear of moving too fast in any direction. In some cultures, respecting people, rules, and adhering to protocol are ways of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The right side of the page represents the future and the left side represents the past. Maria Margarita seems a bit stuck in the middle, afraid to take action.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maria Margarita seems to have a fear of looking bad or of crossing boundries. It will be easy to work with Maria Margarita on a team, because Maria Margarita will usually follow the rules. However, this desire to respect the boundries can often be construed as a lack of confidence and people will walk over Maria Margarita if she is not careful.&lt;/p&gt;                      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2743535297152648668?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2743535297152648668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2743535297152648668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2743535297152648668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2743535297152648668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/handwriting-analysis.html' title='Handwriting Analysis'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5685600588697545229</id><published>2008-04-17T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:36:51.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P3 - Mercury Drug Tandang Sora, Visayas Ave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/SAdPFwoKCDwAACPCwl01"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SAdPFwoKCDwAACPCwl01/_006.jpg?et=EtoCCuQbjD13svCe%2CHPbsg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Walang tulog. Obvious ba? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Today, I bid farewell to Ate Hanna, the P3 of Mercury Drug Visayas Ave branch. :) She's leaving for Isabela with her family. Ate Hanna's really funny and talkative. :)) There's never a dull moment when she's around. She's the one who taught me how to compound ointments and tablets. :D I hate to say goodbye so soon but I guess I don't really have a choice. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    She was joking around this morning telling me that I should always remember her coz there will come a time when she'll bug me to give her a free consultation. She believes that I could become a doctor because I'm "hard-working" daw. Hahaha. Today's also the first time when I was warned by Ma'am Blessy because of tardiness. I'm so proud! :)) So starting tomorrow, I WILL come on time. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I LOVE YOU ATE HANNUUUHHHHH! ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5685600588697545229?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5685600588697545229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5685600588697545229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5685600588697545229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5685600588697545229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/p3-mercury-drug-tandang-sora-visayas.html' title='P3 - Mercury Drug Tandang Sora, Visayas Ave.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6458056787546335451</id><published>2008-04-15T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:13:10.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Was So Fun! :))</title><content type='html'> I was sooo in the mood today to get into Carlo's nerves. HAHAHAH. :)) I really love it when I'm having fun! :)) We ate lunch together and he fetched me at Mercury Drug to borrow my English book at home. Nagyaya ako mag isaw so we went there after I showed him to father dear. :) Here are just SOME of our "conversations." :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sa Jeep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Sandali lang ako hun ha? Sabi ko kasi kay nanay sandali lang eh.&lt;br&gt;EM: Ayoko nga! Kain tayo isaw! :))&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Haynakoo. Sige fine. San tayo diretso?&lt;br&gt;EM: Bahay muna. Papalit ako.&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Aynako. Wag na. Bagal mo magpalit eh.&lt;br&gt;EM: Sige na!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hindi na. Ganyan ka nalang para mabilis.&lt;br&gt;EM: Ah ganon!?!?! Ako na nga nagbayad ng jeep eh!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Ako naman nagbayad ng pagkain mo kanina! Hahahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em wala ng ibang alam na masusumbat dahil si Carlo talaga lagi nanlilibre. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Aba. So nanunumbat ka!?!?&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hahaha. Ikaw kaya nauna! :))&lt;br&gt;EM: WEEEEHHH! :)) Ikaw kaya!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Papuntang Isawan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Nako. Ikaw ang iksi nanaman ng shorts mo.&lt;br&gt;EM: Eh ano naman? Masama na ba magshorts ngayon?&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Tigas talaga ng ulo mo..&lt;br&gt;EM: Eh bakit hun, pag ikaw nagshoshorts nagagalit ba ako!? =))&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hahaha. Ang galing mo talaga mangatwiran, noh? :))&lt;br&gt;EM: Totoo naman eh! Ako pa! HAHAHA!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While eating Isaw..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hun hurry! Bagal mo naman kumain eh.&lt;br&gt;EM: Aynako! Ayoko sa lahat minamadali ako sa pagkain eh.&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Huhuhu. Huuun... Bilis na kasi.. T_T&lt;br&gt;EM: Bakit? Ayaw mo na ako kasama? Ganyan ka naman eh! *kunwari nagtatampo kahit hindi. hahahahaa!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hahahahaha. Ang kulleeeeettt!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *halos makalbo na sa inis*&lt;/span&gt; Eh kasi ang paalam ko kela nanay sandali lang eh.&lt;br&gt;EM: O di sige na.. Ayaw mo naman talaga ako kasama eh. Uwi ka na.&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Huuunnnnn! Naman eeeehhhhh! Bilisan mo na kassiiii.&lt;br&gt;EM: Ang kulet mo! Sisipain kitaaaaa!!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Medyo sinisipa ko na si Carlo sa part na to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Araayyy!! Kumain ka na nga!&lt;br&gt;EM: Talaga! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Medyo nanahimik si Carlo ng konte*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em tried to punch Carlo's right arm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Carlo looked at em fiercely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Hahahahah! :)) Baboy kaaaaa!!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Ang bagal mo kumain!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now, this one's the BEST part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;While we were on our way to our house..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Lakad muna tayo!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Ayoko na maglakad hun. Sumasakit likod ko!&lt;br&gt;EM: Weeh. Corny mo talaga. Ay! Sa kabila pala yung sakayan palabas! Hahatid na kita! :D&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Weeeh. Ayaw ko nga! Baka mamaya may katagpuin ka pa eh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em laughing like crazy because Carlo's so weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Hahaahhaa! Duuuhhh! Ihahatid nga lang kita!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hindi na. Ihahatid na kita sa bahay niyo!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ako na nga maghahatid eh! Ang kuliiit!!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hun, gusto ko lang naman safe ka. Ayokong ikaw lang magisa uuwi kaya ako na maghahatid sayo!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ngayon na nga lang tayo magkakasama ulit eh! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*with matching puppy dog eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Ang galing mo talaga gumawa ng dahilan noh? Hahaha. AYYAAWWW!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ang daya mo.&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Pasok na!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ayaaawwww!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Isaaa!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ayaaaaawwwww!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Dalawa!!!&lt;br&gt;EM: Sige na nga.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*kunwari papasok ako ng bahay pero hindi naman talaga. hinintay umalis si Carlo para hahabol ako pag di siya nakatingin! Hahahahaha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Carlo walked away but shooooot! He was watching the gate the whole time pala! He kept on laughing and laughing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: HAHAHAHAH. ANUUU BAAA! PUMASOK KA NA NGAAA!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ayoko nga! Ngayon lang naman kita ihahatid eh!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Pasok na! Wag na makulit!&lt;br&gt;EM: Bahala ka! :)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*tinulak tulak si carlo para pumunta sa sakayan with me but I FAILED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br&gt;EM: Epal ka! Bilis na kasi! Lumakad ka na nga!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Pumasok ka muna!&lt;br&gt;EM: Di ba kita pwede ihatid? HUHUHUHU. Ngayon na nga lang eh. :((&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Aba! :)) Pumasok ka na!&lt;br&gt;EM: FINEEE!! &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*kunwari papasok ako ulit pero nagtago ako para hindi niya ako makita! hahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Haynako. Hindi ka talaga papasok!?&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em lumabas sa pinagtataguan at lumabas ng gate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: HAHAHAHAH! Eh kasi ihahatid na kitaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hindi nga pwede! Hahahaha. Hun para kang bata! :))&lt;br&gt;EM: Wala akong pake! :)) Basta ihahatid kita! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*naglalakad na kunwari papuntang sakayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: O bahala ka. Sino ihahatid mo? :))&lt;br&gt;EM: Ikaw! DUUUHH!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Bahala kaaaa! Pasok ka na kasi!&lt;br&gt;EM: Ang kulit mo rin eh! Ihahatid nga kita!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Bahala ka dyan!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em trying to be serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Carlo.. Seryoso na kasi.. Ihahatid na kita :| &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*seryoso kunwari para matakot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*Carlo stared with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Bilis na tara na.. *kunwari badtrip na&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Carlo still stared with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: FIINNNNEEE! Eh di umalis ka na! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kunwari badtrip. pumasok bahay. nagtago sa likod ng kotse. sumilip after 30 seconds at nako! nahuli parin ako! hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Pumasok ka naaaaa!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em lumabas nanaman sa pinagtataguan at lumabas ng gate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Ayoko nga!!!! Ang kulit mo! Isusumbong kita kay daddy!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: O sige, ano isusumbong mo? HAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br&gt;EM: Na epal ka? :)) Bilis na kasi!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Sige, magsumbong ka. Susumbong rin kita!&lt;br&gt;EM: ABAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Sasabihin ko gusto mo ako ihatid! Hahahahahahaha! :))&lt;br&gt;EM: Weeeeeehh! Naman!!! ihahatid na kasi kita!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Ayokooo. Dito ka na. &lt;br&gt;EM: Ang sama mo talaga.. :(&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Hun ang kulit mo! Anung oras na o!&lt;br&gt;EM: Basta bahala ka ihahatid kita&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Carlo looked on his shorts at natapunan ko pala siya ng sauce dun. Carlo was finally serious. Or at least he was trying to be. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Pumasok ka na hun..&lt;br&gt;EM: Ehhh..&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Bilis seryoso na ako.&lt;br&gt;EM: Naman to o...&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Kitamo ang dumi na tuloy ng shorts at damit ko. Kulit mo kasi eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Em felt guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Sige na nga! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bwiset! (pabulong lang to. hahaha)&lt;/span&gt; BYE! :[&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He sent me a message when he got home and asked if I was mad. Hahaha. DUUUHH. Abnormal talaga noh? :)) Joke laaanggg!! :D&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6458056787546335451?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6458056787546335451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6458056787546335451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6458056787546335451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6458056787546335451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-was-so-fun.html' title='It Was So Fun! :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1854578943949195700</id><published>2008-04-14T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:01:58.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Don't Deserve To Be Called A FATHER!</title><content type='html'>    I literally went home crying just because I saw a little boy fall from his dad's stupid motorcycle. The little kid was about 2 years of age. The father seemed drunk because he didn't even mind carrying the little kid back to where he belongs. All he did was stare and command the older kid to do the job. Errr. Poor little kids. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I want to beat the hell out of that alcoholic, irresponsible man to teach him a lesson that he will never forget!!!! People like him doesn't deserve to be called a father! I HAATTTEE HIMMMM!!! :((&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1854578943949195700?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1854578943949195700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1854578943949195700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1854578943949195700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1854578943949195700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-don-deserve-to-be-called-father.html' title='You Don&amp;#39;t Deserve To Be Called A FATHER!'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4851190943436400937</id><published>2008-04-09T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:08:13.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wu Zun, my love. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zMtQoKCDwAAELqRPA1"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zNMAoKCDwAAEoSgIM1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zNQwoKCDwAAEjgcQE1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-zNQwoKCDwAAEjgcQE1/normal_1207524324-1512301882.jpg?et=p0eq8Qj76uPiVbGnY8PEew&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Wu Zun, my love. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zMtQoKCDwAAELqRPA1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zNMAoKCDwAAEoSgIM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-zNMAoKCDwAAEoSgIM1/Wu%20Zun%20-%20massage%20chair%2001.jpg?et=P5RVHfdAIwPvTLLMktlP%2BQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;He's MINE! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zMtQoKCDwAAELqRPA1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-zMtQoKCDwAAELqRPA1/w4.JPG?et=HYwr7HTUEc2votQ%2B1GmlHw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The most beautiful guy I've ever seen in my entire life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHA. Wala lang. I loooveee hiiimmm like crazy, man! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4851190943436400937?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4851190943436400937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4851190943436400937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4851190943436400937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4851190943436400937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/wu-zun-my-love.html' title='Wu Zun, my love. :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1569225637601366705</id><published>2008-04-09T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:46:22.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boyfriend Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;BOYFRIEND QUIZ BASICS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zHsgoKCDwAADTo0T81"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-zHsgoKCDwAADTo0T81/1_777731957l.jpg?et=evGYCe%2BFm51Ab0%2CI1UqmJA&amp;nmid=" align="left" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zHsgoKCDwAADTo0T81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What's his name?: Carlo Antonio Borrel Uytiongco&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;How old is he? : He's 17! :)) I'm older than him by 7 months.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Whens his birthday?: August 28, 1990.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Whats his zodiac sign?: Virgo! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What's his middle name?: Borrel. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;His religion?: Roman Catholic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;His occupation? : He's now officially a full time boyfriend and a part time call boy. Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; (Okaaay. PATAY AKOOO! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zHsgoKCDwAADTo0T81"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;How tall is he?: 5'10? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;How much does he weigh?: 125 lbs daw. Hahahaha. Underweight! :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What color eyes does he have? : Dark brown? :D&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What size shoe does he wear?: 10 1/2 :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Does he wear boxers or briefs?: Shy daw siya eh! :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What do you think people usually think when they see him?: F4! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Is he an emotional person? : Yes. Like sobraaaaa! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Is he open with you?: Yep. And I really like it that way.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has he ever lied to you?: Like what Pola said.. "Yes, but who doesn't lie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What about?: Things that I'm still not aware of. HAHAHAHA! :)).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Did you forgive him? Why?: Always. Because I'm gullible? Hahaha. :)) Yes, I was KIDDING. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; Because I always believe that he's a good person.. and the least I can do is to give him another chance to be one.. Besides, people make mistakes. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;How much time do you two usually spend together?: This summer, we try to see each other as often as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Have you ever hurt him emotionaly?: A lot of times before, yes. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you try to make him do things he doesn't want to?:  Uhm.. HAHAHAHA. Usually? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Does he do it?: Almost every time! :)) Ako ang boss! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;His smile?: It's hard to make him smile. Hahaha. He smiles whenever I do something stupid but never on my jokes. My jokes are corny daw eh. :)) That's why I had to show off my adorable pitiful face. It never fails to do a job well done! :D &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has he ever bought you anything?: Super dami na! Hahaha. No wonder he's broke right now! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Sent you a card?: That's one of his hobbies. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Gave you flowers?: Yes. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What's the most romantic thing he's ever done?: Kneel in front of me in a place crowded with people. Pero before kasi maldita ako, that's why I just laughed and left. HAHAHAHAHA. :)) Sorry... :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has he made lifetime promises to you?: Like love you forever? Yep. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What's the most special one?: Together or separated, he would still love me forever. EWWW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; that was just mushy. HAHAHAHAH. ;))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you have all the pictures he's ever given you?: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What do you think about his ex-girlfriends?: They're all beautiful and smart like me! And yes, I was kidding. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you CARE about them?: Some of them are my friends now, so yeah.. I guess I do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;How do you feel about girls hitting on him?: Ayus lang. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has a girl hit on him infront of you?: Uggh.. Sobrang dami I cant barely remember!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What did you do about it?: Wala. Inaasar ko lang si Carlo na dun na siya. Hahahaha. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you compare him to your ex-boyfriends?: Uhmm.. No? Do I? :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has he ever drawn you anything?: Yeah. And no offense but it was ugleh! :)) Carlo's not the artistic type eh. But it was really sweet. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you two fight a lot?: Hahaha. Need I say more? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Who usually says sorry first?: Carlo. I never say sorry when I don't mean it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Who's fault is the fight usually?: His fault always! :)) Hahaha. Okay, okay.. Joke lang. It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; usually mine. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you keep his letters?: Yep. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Even the envelopes?: Yes! Even the envelopes!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Have you ever put lipstick on and kissed the letter?: NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has he?: That would be sooo gay. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Has he changed since the beginning of your relationship with him?: Yeah. I did, too. :) But he's still the silly and sweet old Carlo that I met four years ago. And I'm still the bully little girl. HAHAHA :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;What's his worst habit?: Playing too much online games.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Have you tried to stop it?: Once. Pero I got influenced. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;IS HE?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Romantic?: Yes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R-zHWwoKCDwAAC7qnOM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R-zHWwoKCDwAAC7qnOM1/1_371547317l.jpg?et=w6RBicJ5kxqcCCre%2BIeUtA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Sweet?: Yes!&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Funny?: Carlo? Funny? NOOO! :)) Pero he looks funny! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Smart?: Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Dumb?: NO! :)) Pero like Pola, when Im mad, I say he is! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Goofy?: Only when Im serious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Nerdy?: Nah. Too far from nerdy. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Popular?: Quite. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Normal?: Special child! Hahahaha! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Weird?: Sometimes. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;DESCRIBE HIM IN TEN WORDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Ten: Computer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Nine: Tall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Eight: Badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Seven: Akei&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Six: Father-like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Five: Sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Four: Taray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Three: Sleepyhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Two: Corny&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;One: Boyfriend&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;HIS FAVORITE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Thing about you:: Obvious ba? My height, of course! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Movie:: Hmm.. Action/adventure?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Tv Show:: Heroes. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Season:: Summer daw para makita niya akong naka two piece! HAHAHAHAHAHAH! =)) LMAO! Yeah right!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Type of Weather:: Cloudy?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Book:: Carlo? Book? HAHAHAH! They dont match!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Shirt:: Anything black. Black looks good daw eh. ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Band:: N/A :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Instrument:: Keyboards? As in keyboards ng computer! Hahahahah! :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Friend:: AKOO! :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Food:: Hala. Nakalimutan ko. O_O Uhm... Sinigang? HAHAHA! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Side of the bed:: Anywhere!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Thing to sleep in:: Anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Shoes to wear:: Rubber shoes. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Hair style:: Long hair. But I'm begging him to have a hair cut!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Hair color:: Natural.&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Hobby:: Pagmasdan ako. Hahahahaha! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Candle scent:: WTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Thing to say:: "I love you so much!" :p Pero seryoso yan.. Hahaha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Collectable:: Gifts ko sakanya. ;)) HAHAHAH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Kind of weather:: Basta nga hindi mainit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Color:: Black.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Animal name:: Jordash! :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;FILL IN THE BLANKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;He makes me feel ___:: Loved :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;His smile is ___:: rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;When he looks at me I ___:: laugh. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;When he gets upset with me I ___:: say sorry.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;When we are apart I feel ___:: sad.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;When he cries I ___:: laugh! HAHAHAHAH! :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I wish he would ____:: gain weight this summer. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I wish he and I could ___:: stay in love.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Me and him are ___:: unpredictable. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;I think one day, we will ____:: get married. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;ON THE RELATIONSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/296/2"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/296/300x300/2/1_202195219l.jpg?et=IAAVyvQwit0P6wd7+ayBdw&amp;nmid=89106827" align="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you love him?: Duh. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;If so, are you postive?: :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Do you have a song?: Madami kaming song eh! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;If not, does one remind you of him?: &lt;br&gt;Yeah. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;How long can you see yourself with him?: How long is forever? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Have you made him jealous on purpose?: Nope. Pero he's always jealous. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;If so, how did it make you feel?: -&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Have you ever hated him, even for a moment?: Yes. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;Did you ever have butterflies in your stomach around him?: Everytime. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Said something mean about him?: Hahaha. Oo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When did you start dating?: February 2004.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you remember the time?: Clearly! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Who asked who?: Siya. :)) Di ko pa naman siya gusto nun eh. EWW. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you trust him?: Everytime. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Care about him?: Always!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Worry over him?: Well.. yeah. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have anything that belongs to him?: Uhm.. Marami. Maraming handkerchief! HAHAHAH!&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Does he have anything of yours?: Oo yata? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you think he would take a bullet for you?: LOL. He doesn't need to. You see, I have super powers! HAHAHAHA! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Would you take one for him?: Hmm.. Definitely. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you could take away all his pain, would you?: Yes? :)) SHIT. Corny naman nito! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If a girl tried to steal him from you, would you kick her ass?: Naah. Why waste my time?:p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you want to be with him for a *long* time? How long?: Yes. Foreverr and ever and ever and ever ameeenn!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Do you ever want to marry him?: Someday. Pag meron na akong sariling drug manufacturing company. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have children with him?: Refer to the answer above. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;AND FINALLY&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can you tell him how much he means to you?: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes. ;) I always do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1569225637601366705?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1569225637601366705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1569225637601366705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1569225637601366705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1569225637601366705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/boyfriend-survey.html' title='The Boyfriend Survey'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6108263007480697694</id><published>2008-04-06T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T01:03:20.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at First Sight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.nikonusa.com/Assets/Digital-SLR/25434-Nikon-D3/Views/353_25434_D3_front.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;this must be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT&lt;/span&gt;! O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;MUST... BUY... NI..KON... D...3... SOOOOOON... UGH.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm seriously going to save up for this digital SLR camera! It's worth $4,999.95 lang naman. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;*sighs*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It hurts to have insomnia.. So, I tried designing clothes to ease the pain. Hahaha. I'm going to have my own clothesline soon! *obviously dreaming* yadayadayadayada. :)) rant.rant.rant.blah.blah.blah. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/5/67"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/3/photos/5/300x300/67/DSC07782.JPG?et=hV0e5uu78cP28bKZrh6IsQ&amp;nmid=6561304" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm such a weirdo. :)) Sorry!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6108263007480697694?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6108263007480697694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6108263007480697694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6108263007480697694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6108263007480697694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at First Sight'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4042277402469244766</id><published>2008-04-05T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:39:32.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Internship. SJYM Meeting. Hana Kimi. Fahrenheit Addiction.</title><content type='html'> FINAALLYYYYY! I could give myself some long rest. :) I haven't been able to sleep well because of two reasons.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a.) Internship and&lt;br&gt;b.) addiction to Hana Kimi&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I attended a meeting this evening concerning our village's youth night. A youth night is something that the St. Joseph Youth Ministry is annually holding. It requires its members to participate in the production. A lot of kids joined and I don't really know most of them. HAHA. I persuaded my little brother dear to join but I guess he's just not up for all the dancing, modeling and singing. It's such a shame that I couldn't be able to watch his basketball games because I have summer internship. Huhuhu. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So anyway, today's another interesting day. :)) I was 20 minutes late while Faith was late for 15 mins. Ms. G and Ms. M were all laughing at us because of our.. what do you call it? Oh, "tardiness." I just did the usual..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Record the Dangerous drugs.&lt;br&gt;Dispense drugs.&lt;br&gt;Make paper tablets.&lt;br&gt;Eat Lunch.&lt;br&gt;Eat merienda.&lt;br&gt;and make "bandera"s for 4 hours straight!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Banderas, btw, are the colored papers that they're going to stick on the drugs during the branch inventory. I think each color signifies some kind of drug state or whatever. Hahaha. :)) And I tell you, making banderas is the thing I hate doing the most. Not only does it make me feel sleepy but it also makes me feel tired. Just imagine that I have to sit for four long hours sticking this to that and placing it from here to there. It's soooooo booorring. ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Faith and I just entertained ourselves by talking about different Korean dramas and Fahreenheeiiit! Hahahaha. :)) Fortunately, we were both truly entertained. :))&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4042277402469244766?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4042277402469244766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4042277402469244766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4042277402469244766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4042277402469244766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/internship-sjym-meeting-hana-kimi.html' title='Internship. SJYM Meeting. Hana Kimi. Fahrenheit Addiction.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5071677897580134115</id><published>2008-04-03T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T22:07:49.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Pharmacists' Lovelives and the Like</title><content type='html'>    Today's the third day of my community pharmacy internship and I arrived 15 minutes late. Just great. Haha. Ms. G didn't mind me being late. She said I could just make up for it by staying 15 minutes more before I leave. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I immediately went to the Rx section and made mercury boxes since a lot were used yesterday. After making boxes, Ms. G told me to record the dangerous drugs prescribed yesterday and to check if it was all correct. As I did, she whole heartedly shared with me the truths about her love life. Ate G is Mary Saludes' brother's girlfriend. (whaaaat?) Hahaha. I knew Mary because we were batchmates in our dear alma mater. Haha. Ayun. She told me that she learned a lot from her boyfriend and that she feels really blessed to have him. Since I really love direct quotations, these are just some of the words that I recall her saying..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Kahit pa ako yung first girlfriend niya, parang ako pa yung mas madaming natutunan sakanya.. Sobrang bait kasi nun eh.. and sobrang pasensyoso.. Minsan nga pag nagaaway kami, dada ako ng dada tapos siya tahimik lang.. Ayaw daw kasi niya ako sabayan.. Tapos ako kasi dati mabilis ako nakikipaghiwalay eh.. Pag ayaw ko na, ayaw ko na. Di ako naniniwala sa second chances."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Eh di ate di pa kayo naghihiwalay?" I curiously asked.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Hindi pa.. Pero nakipaghiwalay na ako dati ayaw niya pumayag. Hahaha. Lagi niya sinasabi 'Ayoko nga.. Mainit lang ulo mo.. Bukas okay ka narin..' kaya ayun, never pa kami naghihiwalay kasi nagiging okay nga ako kinabukasan.."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Eh ate bakit mo siya pinayagan umalis kung di naman pala sure kung babalik pa siya?" I asked again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Syempre, kahit naman ayaw ko siya umalis, ayoko rin naman kontrahin yung desisyon niya.. Ngayon, kung nakahanap siya dun ng iba dun, choice niya yun.. Ayoko rin naman maging hadlang sa mga gusto niyang mangyari diba? Para samin rin naman yun.. Dapat kasi pag mahal mo ang isang tao, di mo nililimita yung mundo niya.."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ayun. Hahahaha. Ms. G is one amazing woman! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that.. She told me the story of Ms. M.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Ms. M, a fellow thomasian, is a very pretty woman who used to be in a 5-year relationship.. After that, she just got sick of her childish boyfriend and decided to break up with him. After a few months.. She met Mr. R and fell in love with him at first sight. They got married 4 months after. Hahahaha. ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    And Ms. H who had a boyfriend and broke up with him due to some personal reasons and the boyfriend threatened to kill her if she doesn't go back to him. Bla bla bla. After that, she decided to marry her sister's friend who's a total stranger but fell in love with him 1 year after.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They're all such amazing women who I really look up to. :)) They're all so impulsive, nice and pretty. :) I'm sure tomorrow's going to be another interesting day. :D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5071677897580134115?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5071677897580134115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5071677897580134115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5071677897580134115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5071677897580134115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-pharmacists-lovelives-and-like.html' title='On Pharmacists&amp;#39; Lovelives and the Like'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3741435751220655121</id><published>2008-04-01T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:06:07.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On My First Day of Internship</title><content type='html'>    Today's a really fun day and the experience is actually better than I expected. :) I arrived on time and everyone was really nice and patient with the interns. I met my fellow intern Faith from 1DPH. I could say that we get along great. I used most of my time locating the prescribed drugs on the shelves, recording dangerous drugs bought, memorizing the generic names, brand names and its classification and filing stuffs. It was really really interesting. :) Later this day, Faith and I talked about Chris Tiu and the JPA president to kill time. ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..So I guess this internship isn't a really bad thing after all. :)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3741435751220655121?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3741435751220655121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3741435751220655121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3741435751220655121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3741435751220655121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-my-first-day-of-internship.html' title='On My First Day of Internship'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8077247727107583501</id><published>2008-03-31T15:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:23:41.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Mercury Internship and Lower Teeth Braces</title><content type='html'> Tomorrow's the first day of my internship and I'm totally going crazy about it! Hahaha. I can't believe that I'm actually going to work for Mercury Drug. We were oriented last thursday to assist in the labeling, compounding and dispensing of the drugs. Booohoooorrriing. :) I say we hit the laboratories already and assist in manufacturing the drugs, instead. I have always wanted to work on laboratories despite its smelly and less tidy facade. I could also work as a researcher and be the first one to discover the cure to aids! hahahahaha. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can dream, can I? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But seriously.. I'm so close to paranoia! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PS: Just so my ever so loving friends know, I'm wearing braces again. For the SECOND TIME! :))&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8077247727107583501?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8077247727107583501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8077247727107583501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8077247727107583501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8077247727107583501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-mercury-internship-and-lower-teeth.html' title='On Mercury Internship and Lower Teeth Braces'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8029848579744932867</id><published>2008-03-30T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:21:16.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomasian Survey</title><content type='html'>  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;1.san building mo?&lt;br&gt;- The royal and pontifical, Main Building! Harharhar! ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2.course mo?&lt;br&gt;- BS Pharmacy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3.center of excellence ba yun?&lt;br&gt;- Of course! We have the best and the brightest students! ;)) ..Or so I think. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;4.nakagulong ka na ba sa field?&lt;br&gt;- I once attempted to do so. But then I thought that it would be humiliating. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;5.anong masasabi mo sa bagong fountain?&lt;br&gt;- What fountain? Is there a new fountain? ooohhh! Now I remember! Well.. It's.. uggh.. Entertaining?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;6.nakapasok ka na ba sa Graduate School?&lt;br&gt;- Not yet. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;7.napuntahan mo na ba lahat ng sections sa library?&lt;br&gt;- Naaah. I've only been to the Filipiniana, Science and Music Section. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8.nakapag internet ka na ba sa central library?&lt;br&gt;- Yeheess! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9.nakakain ka na ba sa lahat ng kainan sa carpark?&lt;br&gt;- No. I usually eat outside UST kasi because it's cheaper. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;10.kumakain ka rin ba sa may Dapitan?&lt;br&gt;- Yeah. But only in Almer's because they have the best Sizzling Pork around UST. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11.sino fave prof. mo?&lt;br&gt;- Hmmm.. Sr. B-o-n-g! He makes Philo 2 sound fun and interesting. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;12.gusto mo ba ang uniform mo?&lt;br&gt;- Nu-uuuh! :))Ewww. Para kaming Personal Alalay. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;13.saang subject ka madaming absences?&lt;br&gt;- Sa T-TH-S classes ko. Philo2,Fil2,Eng102,Pharchem Lab1. Ang sayaaaa! ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;14.nakaranas ka na ba mag-cut?&lt;br&gt;- Is free-cut counted? :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;15.san ka madalas nagpupunta?&lt;br&gt;- The place to be, of course - Main building! Sometimes, you could also spot us sa Catwalk and sa Pavs sa side ng field. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;16.anong year mo na?&lt;br&gt;- 2nd year-to-be! ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17.nakasulong ka na ba sa baha?&lt;br&gt;- Nope. :D Thank God!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;18.ano pinakalate mong uwi galing sa uste?&lt;br&gt;- 12AM nung paskuhan. Pero pag regular schoolday, 10pm noon nung dance troupe pa ako. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;19.san ka madalas tumatambay?&lt;br&gt;- Quadri or Plaza Mayor. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;20.san ang meeting place pag may meeting?&lt;br&gt;- Usually Quadri. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;21.napalabas ka na ba sa room?&lt;br&gt;- Not YET. :)) Hopefully, soon!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22.nahuli ka na ba ng prof mo na kumakain habang naglelesson?&lt;br&gt;- Madalas. :)) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;23.natulog ka na ba sa klase?&lt;br&gt;- Surprisingly, no. Ewan ko ba. No matter how sleepy I am, I never fall asleep. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24.minsan ba ay napagisipan mo na sumali sa YJ o Salinggawi?&lt;br&gt;- Anong minsan? LAGIIIII!!!!!!!! :((&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;25.nakasakay ka na ba ng elevator?&lt;br&gt;- Yep.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;26.nastranded ka na ba dahil sa baha?&lt;br&gt;- Yeah.. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26.nakapanood ka na ba ng game ng ust sa araneta?&lt;br&gt;- Once with Mabi. UST vs. NU ata un! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;27.ano masasabi mo sa main building?&lt;br&gt;- A VERY VERY VERY VERY OLD building. :)) Mahirap akyatan yung stairs, dirty na ung walls and bulok mga upuan. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;28.alam mo ba ang pangalan ng chapel ng ust?&lt;br&gt;- Noo. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;29.may memorabilla ka na ba ng ust?&lt;br&gt;- Yes. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;30.sa tingin mo makakapagtapos ka sa ust?&lt;br&gt;- Oo! Hahahaha. Weeeh. Confident? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;31.nagkaroon na ba ng virus ang usb mo dahil sa laptop?&lt;br&gt;- Yup. Nawala pa USB ko! :((&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;32.naging supplier ka na ba ng yellow paper?&lt;br&gt;- Not really. Andun naman si Best seatmate Kat eh! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;33.ano pinakamataas mong grade?&lt;br&gt;- UNOOOOO! &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;34.anong subject un?&lt;br&gt;- Thy. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;35.alam mo ba kung saan ang alumni walk?&lt;br&gt;- No.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;36.naniniwala ka ba na pag dumaan sa arch of the centuries ndi na makakagraduate?&lt;br&gt;- Too early to say. Ilang beses na ako dumaan don eh! :)) Pabalik balik pa! Let's just wait and see. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;37.mahal mo ba ust?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;- Learning to love it. ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;38.ano ndi mo makakalimutan sa ust?&lt;br&gt;- The people that I have met. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;39.kabisado mo ba ang ust hymn?&lt;br&gt;- Nope. I cant even remember a word! HAHAHAH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;40.ilang floors meron ang building nio?&lt;br&gt;- Four. :) Ay. Actually three? Yung isa parang rooftop where most of the laboratories are.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;41.sumali ka ba sa mga org?&lt;br&gt;- Yep. Junior Pharmaceutical Assoc and Pharmacy Dance Troupe. Pero next year sasali ako sa ROTARACT, Student Council and magaactive ako sa JPA! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;42.gusto mo ba course mo?&lt;br&gt;- Like it? I LOVE IT! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;43.DL ka ba?&lt;br&gt;- Hindi PA! &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;44.sang gate ng ust malapit building nio?&lt;br&gt;- Espana and Dapitan. :) Ay.. Ewan. Malapit naman sa lahat eh! Gitna kasi. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;45.ano reaksyon mo nung ung mong natanggap ang id mo?&lt;br&gt;- Iwawala ko yun dahil mukha akong ewan! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;46.ano itsura mo sa id mo?&lt;br&gt;- Paranoid, wasted, excited and tired all joined together! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;47.may pe ka ba ngaun?&lt;br&gt;- Wala pa. Pero I'm planning to take up football next sem. ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" face="trebuchet ms" size="2"&gt;38.may ibang college ba kayong kasama sa builing?&lt;br&gt;- Meron. College of Civil Law? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;49.masaya ka ba sa ust?&lt;br&gt;- Pwede na. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;50.may love ka ba sa ust?&lt;br&gt;- Madami! :)&lt;/font&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8029848579744932867?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8029848579744932867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8029848579744932867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8029848579744932867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8029848579744932867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/thomasian-survey.html' title='Thomasian Survey'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7347489900098752108</id><published>2008-03-28T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T21:34:15.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Katigasan ng Ulo</title><content type='html'>Kawawa naman Mervin.. Napalo. :(  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7347489900098752108?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7347489900098752108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7347489900098752108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7347489900098752108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7347489900098752108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/katigasan-ng-ulo.html' title='Katigasan ng Ulo'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1579255901474864892</id><published>2008-03-25T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:54:16.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1VwoKCDwAAC9qxlo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1YgoKCDwAAC-VzCw1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1SgoKCDwAAC6ttMY1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@j1SgoKCDwAAC6ttMY1/1.jpg?et=zmOGCC1HxIG09v7SNygMrQ&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1cAoKCDwAAC9qxnc1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@j1cAoKCDwAAC9qxnc1/2.jpg?et=aZfBaN%2CEWtlmz3ou20hdsA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1YgoKCDwAAC-VzCw1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@j1YgoKCDwAAC-VzCw1/3.jpg?et=kyHepxqUVnRM03klJCOgUA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1VwoKCDwAAC9qxlo1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R@j1VwoKCDwAAC9qxlo1/4.jpg?et=AkdEyjT%2BmkQ2PUzTHtYgFw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R@j1VwoKCDwAAC9qxlo1"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1579255901474864892?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1579255901474864892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1579255901474864892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1579255901474864892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1579255901474864892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/on-diet.html' title='On Diet'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5153062161980018572</id><published>2008-03-21T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T21:27:15.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think Carlo Stole The Cookie From The Cookie Jar!</title><content type='html'>*Super sabaw text conversation with Carlo. :)) Dumb and dumber ito! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Who stole the cookie from the cookie jar?&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Luma na yan eh! Hahaha!&lt;br&gt;EM: Not me! Then who?&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Who?&lt;br&gt;EM: I think you stole the cookie from the cookie jar! Tsk,tsk.&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Weeeh.&lt;br&gt;EM: Yes, you!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Why me? I don't eat cookie!&lt;br&gt;EM: Of course you do! Don't play innocent! Hahahaha!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: I am innocent!&lt;br&gt;EM: No, you're not! You're guilty!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: ....&lt;br&gt;EM: :D&lt;br&gt;CARLO: I love you.ü&lt;br&gt;EM: Weeh. Haha!&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Panis! &gt;:)&lt;br&gt;EM: Mas panis ka! Hahahaha! :))&lt;br&gt;CARLO: Haha. 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Naglalaro ka ba ng Langit Lupa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Oo naman! Lahat ng laro nilalaro ko! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Natatandaan mo pa ba ang kanta sa Monkey Monkey?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Ang alam ko lang yung umpisa eh. Ung.. "monkey monkey anabelle..!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Saan ka mahilig magtago pag naglalaro kayo ng Taguan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Likod ng pinto or likod ng halaman. Hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Hanggang saang bahagi ng katawan ang abot mong talunin pag naglalaro ka ng 10-20?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Kahit saan! This is like one of my childhood expertise, you know!:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Nagkasugat ka na ba dahil sa maling pagtalon sa larong Luksong Baka?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Di naman. Jumper to! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Ilang tsinelas na ang napudpod mo sa paglalaro ng Tumbang Preso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Wala naman. This is not my one of my favorite games eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Ano ang madalas mong pamato sa Piko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Stone? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Hanggang anong oras kayo inaabot pag naglalaro kayo ng Patintero?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Di ko na matandaan eh. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Saan niyo nilalaro ang Shato?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Shato? Kailan pa nauso yun? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;10. Ano ang madalas na \"base\" niyo sa larong Agawan Base?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Yung court sa school! Hahahaha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;11. Hanggang ilang jackstones ang kaya mongpulutin sa isang talbog ng bola sa larong Jackstones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~10? Hahaha. Lahat! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;12. Ginagamit mo ba ang itim na stick para panungkit sa larong Pick Up Sticks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Diba yun naman tlga ginagamit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;13. Saang grupo ka madalas pag naglalaro ng Cops and Robbers? Sa Cops o Robbers?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Kahit ano. Pag nahuli na kasi lahat ng robbers, kami na robbers. Hahaha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;14. Madalas ka bang maging taya sa larong Habulan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Oo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;15. Malakas niyo bang binibilang ang mga numero pag naglalaro ka ng Nanay Tatay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Yup. Kasama na yun sa kanta eh! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;16. Gaano ka katagal maging taya sa larong Pass The Message?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Mabilis. I have a keen eye! Bwahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;17. Naglalaro ka ba ng Tic-Tac-Toe kahit may klase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Yup. Hangang ngayon! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;18. Nakapaglaro ka ba ng SOS sa graphing paper?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Ano yun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;19. Alam mo ba yung laro sa pad paper na Sabugan ng Tangke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~ALAM KO YUNNN! Kahit hangang ngayon naglalaro parin ako nun pag bored sa class. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;20. Naniwala ka ba dati sa kapangyarihan ng FLAMES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Hindi naman masyado. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;21. Sa palagay mo, may katotohanan kaya yung hula sa iyo noon nung naglaro ka ng MASH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Alin dun? :)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;22. Nagta-tumbling ka ba sa larong Chinese Garter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Yup! Strategy yun eh! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;23. Bakit sa taguang singsing pag malamig ang tenga iyon ang sinsabing may hawak ng singsing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Di ako naglalaro nun. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;24. naranasan mo bang magreenactment ng mga napapanood mo sa tv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~OO! Before, nagpopower rangers pa kami ng mga playmates ko. :))Or dati yung magic knight rayearth. Ako ung naka red! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;25. Sa tingin mo, malalaro pa kaya ng susunod na batch ng kabataan ang mga larong ito?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;~Yung iba siguro. Kaso ngayon more on computers na sila eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4594946648829766729?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4594946648829766729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4594946648829766729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4594946648829766729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4594946648829766729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/childhood-memories.html' title='Childhood Memories :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6991606049670249618</id><published>2008-03-17T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:57:25.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 down, 5 more to go.</title><content type='html'>Wooooohoooooooo!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; down, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; more to go! :))&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Final Exams on Pharcal, Philo and Rizal today. Ayus naman yung test. Gaya nga ng sabi ni Ryan.. "Parang quiz lang!" Hahahah. :)) Yabang talaga ni Ry. Tsk,tsk,tsk. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I SHOULD be studying for Pharchem Lec right now. Pero since I'm feeling lazy, mamaya maya na. Hahaha. :p I already studied for Fil and Theo on the way home eh. So okay lang na magpakabum muna ako. Hahah. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Grabe. I super miss my girls. :) Ang tagal pa ng hinihintay hintay naming Girls' night out eh. :(( Sa april 12 pa. Hmp. Girrllsss! Plan kayo ng kahit anong gimik. I want want want to go out!:)) PUHLEAAASEEE! I'm begging all of you! Hahaha. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nako. Nakokonsensya naman ako. Magaaral na nga muna ako sa Pharchem. Ay. Wait. No. Kakain nalang muna ako. :)) And manonood ng Heroes. :)) Ay. Wait! Speaking of Heroes.. I want to have the power of Peter Petrelli! Hahahah. :)) Parang ang cool eh. Wala lang. Hahaha. Ang loser ko. :))&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6991606049670249618?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6991606049670249618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6991606049670249618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6991606049670249618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6991606049670249618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/3-down-5-more-to-go.html' title='3 down, 5 more to go.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1197546724145722880</id><published>2008-03-10T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T16:12:31.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My RUDE Seatmates. :))</title><content type='html'>    I thought I was going to be late for my first class but thank God I came just on time. :p Everyone knows that I tend to get a little paranoid whenever I'm late. Hahaha. Started the day with an empty stomach and God knows how much it vibrated like a cellphone. After our third period, which is PharChem Lec, Marianne and I rushingly went upstairs to buy our long awaited foods. Hahaha. :)) She bought Siopa and Iced Tea while I bought Hotdog Sandwich and Marble Inipit. My faaahaaavvoorite combination! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Conversations worth treasuring:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Alvin: Kuya, hotdog po ako!&lt;br&gt;Em: Hahahahaha. Kuya ako rin hotdog!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*marianne stared at me like I just said something insane*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*manong kuya wasn't even paying attention to what I was saying. eh super gutom na ako. kaya kinulit ko..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Em: Kuyaaaaa! Ako po hotdog rin!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kuya wasn't paying attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Em: Kuyaaaa.. hotdog po ako..&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*still, he wasn't paying attention. inuna pa mga nahuli sakin. haha. daamn.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Em: Kuyaaa.. Pabili naman po ako hotdog sandwich..T_T*&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kuya finally gave me what I wanted. i became a happy kid after that. haha.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Marianne: Hahaha. Ano ba yan! Ang liit naman ng hotdog! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Em: Oonga eh. Kuya kasi! Hahah. Bakit kaya ang liit ng hotdog ni kuya noh? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*tawa nalang kami. haha.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tapos.. While marianne and I were eating outside the room.. Para kaming nagpapaunahan sa pagkain. ;)) *ganon talaga pag gutom!*&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Cy saw us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cy: Ano ba yan! Grabe kayo kumain.&lt;br&gt;Em: Eh ano naman! :))&lt;br&gt;Cy: Naturingan pa kayong babae sa lagay na yan ah! Hahahaha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*em and yianne's reaction.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;/:|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When I went inside the classroom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cy: Hahaha. Tignan niyo si Em. Malalaman mo agad kung ano kinain eh..&lt;br&gt;Em: Weeeh. As if naman! Syaataaappp!&lt;br&gt;Cy: Oo kaya! Pag may mustard or ketchup, malamang footlong. Pag may chocolate, kakakain mo lang ng chocolate cake na dinadala mo or ng kahit anong chocolate. Hahaha. Or minsan naman, pag parang black, coke na un o kaya iced tea! Pwede rin color orange para orange juice! :))&lt;br&gt;Lyn: Hahaha. Oo seryoso! Minsan pa nga cookie crumbs eh! Hahahahaha! :))&lt;br&gt;Em: Ang sama niyo talaga sakin.. Inaano ko ba kayooo.. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Tinawanan lang nila ako after non. hahaha. :)) i think gusto ko na magpalipat ng seat! Si best seatmate Kat lang talaga nagtatanggol sakin. Huhuhu. But then again, minsan nakikisali rin siya eh. Hahaha. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1197546724145722880?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1197546724145722880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1197546724145722880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1197546724145722880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1197546724145722880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-rude-seatmates.html' title='My RUDE Seatmates. :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8193026060713389235</id><published>2008-03-05T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:10:58.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Jecay. :)</title><content type='html'>Stolen :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR COMPLETE REAL NAME:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="domjen's" author="domjen"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;◘Maria Margarita Cortez Magpantay&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="domjen's" author="domjen"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR DETECTIVE NAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (fav color and fave animal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Green Seal. Hahaha. =))&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (your middle name and street you live on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cortez Pantabangan. (Sino namang tangang magulang ang magbibigay ng ganitong pangalan sa kanyang anak? :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="domjen's" author="domjen"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR STAR WARS NAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magma. Siguro because I'm sizzling HOT! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR SUPERHERO NAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;: (Your 2nd favorite color, and favorite drink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#990000" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pink Orange Juice. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="domjen's" author="domjen"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR ARABIC NAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (2nd letter of your first name,&lt;br&gt;3rd letter of your last name,&lt;br&gt;1st letter of your middle name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd letter of your moms maiden name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd letter of you dads middle name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;1st letter of a siblings first name,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and last letter of your moms middle name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Agcacmd (Hahaha. Halatang pinilit eh. :)))&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="domjen's" author="domjen"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;: (Parents' middle names)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#990000" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;David Nacu. Hahaha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="bodytext" author_possessive="domjen's" author="domjen"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;YOUR GOTH NAME:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; (black, and the name of one of your pets)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#990000" face="trebuchet ms"&gt;◘&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Hiei. :)) More like emo.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8193026060713389235?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8193026060713389235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8193026060713389235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8193026060713389235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8193026060713389235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/from-jecay.html' title='From Jecay. :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1639415375816965865</id><published>2008-03-04T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T19:57:05.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>     I really feel bad whenever I see children selling on the streets. Super nakakaawa kasi.. Kanina there were two kids asking me for money.. The elder kid said..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ate, palimos po.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I replied..&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sorry. Wala ako pera eh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sabi niya..&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sige na ate.. Kahit tatlong piso lang.. Di pa kami kumakain ng mga kapatid ko.. :("&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    The first thing that came into my mind was.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Nako. Tinuruan kaya 'to na ganito yung sabihin?"&lt;/span&gt; Pero ayun.. Naawa parin ako.. Dinala ko nalang sila dun sa may bilihan tapos I bought foods for them.. Pero I didn't buy much kasi baka mamaya isipin nila na they could easily depend on other people for food. Nakakaawa talaga.. :( As much as I don't want to feel sorry for them, I do. I hate those parents who don't even care about their children. Wala man lang silang pake kahit na hindi nag-aaral or kumakain yung mga anak nila.. Anak lang sila ng anak.. BWISET. I don't know why pero I always find myself sad whenever I see kids like that.. Kids are supposed to play and enjoy their youth and not struggle in order to survive. Irresponsible parents are supposed to be killed. Seriously. How can they be so apathetic? :(   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1639415375816965865?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1639415375816965865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1639415375816965865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1639415375816965865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1639415375816965865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2546288440111321860</id><published>2008-03-02T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T17:03:07.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Thing</title><content type='html'>The sweetest thing is when someone remembers even the simplest detail about you.. or how you guys were.. No matter how long ago it may seem.. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And then the thought just hits you.. Maybe that was the worst decision you ever made.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2546288440111321860?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2546288440111321860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2546288440111321860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2546288440111321860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2546288440111321860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/sweetest-thing.html' title='Sweetest Thing'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5742528536767467048</id><published>2008-03-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:04:29.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thoughts</title><content type='html'>    We bagged the first place, best director, best story, best actor and best actress in the Dulaang Rizal competition. :p Hahaha. Yaay for us! :) It's an amazing experience, really. I have met so many wonderful people and it makes me sad to think that we might never get another chance to hang out just like that. Hahaha. But I'm really looking forward to working with those people again. :) Yaaay yaaay. Next time, maybe? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I've been really happy lately. And I don't know why. Hahaha. :)) Maybe it's the chocolates.. or the friends.. or the romantic TV shows that I watch. Ewan. Basta this is like super unusual. :)) I'm going to embrace this feeling as long as I can. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Went to Tapsi(?) after the competition dahil magpapainom daw si Nyea. When I arrived, Jett and Nyea were already drunk. As in terribly drunk. :)) Marianne, Keesha and I were worried. Hahaha. Tawa dito, tawa dyan.. The next thing we all knew, tulog na yung dalawa. LOL. So yeaah.. we had to baby sit them. :)) The two of them threw up and I didn't know what to do because Keesh already left and Marianne went somewhere to buy an ice cream. :)) Because of that, I just made fun of them for fun. ;))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" size="5"&gt;NOW, THIS IS WHERE ALL THE FUNNY STUFFS GO (Sorry mababaw ako)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joey: Em.. Alam mo yung kantang.. "Don't Touch My Tralala?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Hahaha. Yung pangsayaw?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joey: Oo. Yung.. "don't touch my tralala! my dingdidingdingdong!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: =)) MY DINGDIDINGDINGDONG!? :)) BWAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Francis, nakareview ka na sa Philo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francis: Anong Philo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Eh di Philo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Francis: Philo as in.. PHILIFINO!?:))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marianne: Ano ba yan! Hindi naman natin pwede hatiin un eh! *referring to someone we both like*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Pwede yan! :)) Sayo yung taas akin ung baba!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marianne: Hindi pwede! Lugi ako dun! Hahahaha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Kanina dapat yayakapin ko na eh! Bwahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nyea: Ang daya nito ni em! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Hahaha. Ako ang dakilang manunulot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marianne: Eh pano yan? Tatlo na tayong maghahati?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Eh di akin ung gitna! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marianne: Hahaha. Sige! Sayo yung chan! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Whahahaha! Yak. Ayoko ng chan! Ano mapapala ko sa chan non!? :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marianne: Eh alangan namang vertically nanaman natin siya icucut? Lugi yung nasa gilid bilog lang sakanila! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em &amp; Nyea: BWHAHAHAAH. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jett: O, ano na sasabihin ko?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Robin: Sabihin mo.. "Alam mo yung panget? IKAW YUN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blah blah blah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jett: Ang bobo talaga nito nakakaasar! Parang walang utak! Hahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Robin: Sabihin mo.. "Alam mo yung bobo? IKAW YUN!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Em: Hahahahah! Ano ba yan! Puro ikaw yun! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5742528536767467048?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5742528536767467048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5742528536767467048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5742528536767467048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5742528536767467048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-thoughts.html' title='Happy Thoughts'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1417199217699082261</id><published>2008-02-28T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T15:17:19.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gluttony</title><content type='html'>  My blockmates are practically monitoring every food I place inside my mouth. Hahaha. So what if I eat a lot? That doesn't even make me a bad person. Hahaha. Just a glimpse on how rude they've been to me because of my eating..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E:&lt;/span&gt; Nako. Kung magkaka girlfriend ako sa klase natin ayaw ko si Em.. Malulugi ako eh! Wala na ako makakain dahil sa katakawan niya. Mauubos lang pera ko. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JA:&lt;/span&gt; Oonga. :)) Grabe kumain o! Inangkin na yung fruit salad! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E:&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. Pag asawa ko yan wala nang makakain mga anak namin! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JA and JP:&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. OONGA! HAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C: &lt;/span&gt;Wala 'to.. Lugi lalake kay em pag idadate siya! :)) Ang high maintenance eh! :)) Kailangan lagi pinapakain.. Parang may alagang baboy lang eh! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R: &lt;/span&gt;Grabe ka em.. Ang takaw mo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RY: &lt;/span&gt;O em.. Ang tagal na stop over ng pagkain sayo ah! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L:&lt;/span&gt; Wala na. Final destination na nga yan sakanya eh. Haahahhaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;See? They're so mean to me.. :( Huhuhuhu. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOODS &lt;/span&gt;are&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;loooohooooveee&lt;/span&gt; ♥.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :p&lt;br&gt;    &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1417199217699082261?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1417199217699082261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1417199217699082261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1417199217699082261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1417199217699082261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/gluttony.html' title='Gluttony'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1379388308513914579</id><published>2008-02-27T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T17:33:58.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night To Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;CAR ACCIDENT SCENE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Ate Lorraine, ate Kelly, Kevin, Sandra and I were having a conversation when all of a sudden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUUGGSSHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Nagulat nalang kami sa sound. Hahaha. Super bilis kasi ng pangyayari eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ATE LORRAINE: Ay shit!&lt;br&gt;ATE KELLY: Oh my God! Gago yun ah!&lt;br&gt;EM: *still in the state of shock. which means, i didn't say anything*&lt;br&gt;SANDRA: OH MY GOOOD! HOLY FUCKING SHIT! OH MY GOD TALAGA! ANO YUN!??! OH MY GOD!!!&lt;br&gt;ATE LORRAINE: Hala. Lasing ba yung driver!?&lt;br&gt;SANDRA: OUR LADY OF MANAOAG, PRAY FOR USSSS!! OH MY GOOODDD!!&lt;br&gt;EM: o_O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha. I can't recall what Kevin said that night kaya kaming apat nalang. Hahaha. :)) So ayun nga.. Bumangga samin ung cab after niya tumungtong sa highland and sa side ko pa talaga siya tumama ah. :)) You guys know what that means right? If hindi man lang nag-effort umiwas yung driver samin, I'll most probably be in the hospital right now and in a 50-50 state or worse. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I'm just thankful that we're all safe. Hahhaa. Nakakatawa si Sandra noh? :p LOL. Kulang nalang yata eh banggitin niya na lahat ng santo! :))&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1379388308513914579?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1379388308513914579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1379388308513914579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1379388308513914579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1379388308513914579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/night-to-remember.html' title='A Night To Remember'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4750102194778456904</id><published>2008-02-18T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T22:13:12.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someday, It Will.</title><content type='html'> I'm still feeling sad right now because of Jhame. Hahaha.. Pero I think I'll get over it. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;JUST A REALIZATION:&lt;br&gt;    I'm smart. I will never EVER be stupid again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha. :) It doesn't make sense right now.. But believe me, someday it will. :)&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4750102194778456904?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4750102194778456904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4750102194778456904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4750102194778456904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4750102194778456904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/someday-it-will.html' title='Someday, It Will.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5525315215303040081</id><published>2008-02-16T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T01:01:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Jaemee.. :(</title><content type='html'>    I cannot believe that she'll be leaving today.. I've been crying from the time she said it to me.. I didn't feel like having fun nor celebrating.. Well, of course, I still did. Pero not as energetic and cheerful as I normally am. Kala tuloy nung iba may iba akong problema.. Grabe. I mean, how can someone you love go away just like that? All the while, I thought that she was going to America just for vacation.. Yun pala di na siya babalik.. Parang 10 hours before she leaves, dun ko lang nalaman na yun na pala ang huling araw na makikita ko siya.. I can't clearly explain what I'm feeling right now.. Para akong nabagsakan ng langit at lupa.. only worse..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Jhame is like my other girlfriends but special in her own way.. She's someone I could freely talk to without hesitation because with her, I feel like I could share anything.I feel like she would never judge me even if I do the craziest thing. Now, tropang Plakda will never be the same again.. :( No more Jhame.. Huhuhu. I can't stop crying. My eyes are hurting a LOT. Due to my constant depression, I suddenly talked to dad about Jhame while I was slightly drunk inside the car.. The conversation went on like this..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EM: Daddy, naaalala mo pa si Jhame?&lt;br&gt;DAD: Sinong Jhame?&lt;br&gt;EM: Ano ba to.. Wala man lang naaalalang name ng  barkada ko..&lt;br&gt;DAD: Sino nga? Ang dami eh.&lt;br&gt;EM: Yung minsan hinahatid natin sa bahay nila sa Frisco.. Yung malapit sa bahay natin dati nakatira..&lt;br&gt;DAD: O, bakit?&lt;br&gt;EM: Wala lang. Aalis na kasi siya bukas ng 7am.. Tapos sabi niya dati bakasyon lang daw.. Tapos ngayon malalaman ko nalang di na pala siya babalik? Ang gago diba?&lt;br&gt;DAD: o_O&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After I realized what I just said, I just closed my mouth. Hahaha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I want to type down a lot of things right now.. Things that I'm thinking of and things that I want to tell her.. Pero if I do, I might never stop. Kaya ayun.. Jhame, if ever you're reading this.. I want you to know that I'm sorry if we haven't spent a lot of time together recently.. I just thought that you're still going back.. I'm so stupid. I should've seen it coming. :( I really really reaaaallyy reaaaaaaallyyy reaaaaaaaaaalllyy want you to stay.. God knows how much I do! But I wouldn't try to stop you. I love you so much and you know that.. And I will try to support whatever decisions you might have. I don't ask that you never change.. but I ask that you never forget.. :( If possible, try to visit us as many times as you can.. *sighs* I still can't believe that you're already leaving.. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;If you ever come back, YOU WILL HAVE TO PAY FOR ALL THE TEARS THAT YOU'VE CAUSED! Hahaha. Kidding. Pero seriously, you have to pay for it big time! I still hate you for informing me 10 hours before your flight. I could've done something special.. I love you so much Jhame.. And I will miss everything about you once you're gone. :(&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5525315215303040081?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5525315215303040081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5525315215303040081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5525315215303040081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5525315215303040081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-jaemee.html' title='My Jaemee.. :('/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5809966841341829954</id><published>2008-02-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:19:38.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! :)</title><content type='html'>    The day started off quite well. I was late for my first and only class for the day. Hahaha. Pero it's okay cause we didn't do anything important and I have many blockmates who were absent. After the mass, start of the general practice for our play. I was really nervous. Maybe it's because there were physical contacts and I was not used to hugging or even holding other guys, especially a guy I haven't even spoken to or saw EVER in my life. :)) Everyone was really nice and I enjoyed the practice. Super tawanan. Hahaha. And then Mabi and I met up because she gave me something from someone. Someone who made her swear never to tell me who he/she is. After that, I met up with someone in UST because he was also going to give me something. After that, I went to SM North and I met up with someone again. He gave me a gift and we talked for a while. I went to my cousin's house around 6pm for dinner. Went home and then someone also dropped something off for me. Hahaha. Four people made me remember that I am a girl and gave me gifts this day. Hahaha. 3 from people I know and 1 from someone that I don't. ;)) So for those people, thank you so much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HAPPY HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY, EVERYONE! :)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5809966841341829954?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5809966841341829954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5809966841341829954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5809966841341829954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5809966841341829954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentine-day.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&amp;#39;S DAY! :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1293287337483386416</id><published>2008-02-12T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:12:42.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dateless?</title><content type='html'>..And I thought I was going to be dateless this Valentine's Day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every single day we knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My love grows deeper and stronger its true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause you've shown me things I've never known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You gave me strength to carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause sometimes I'm afraid to let you in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Even though I know you're a good man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still thoughts of doubt run through my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's questions I have so tell me what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1293287337483386416?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1293287337483386416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1293287337483386416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1293287337483386416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1293287337483386416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/dateless.html' title='Dateless?'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2022118288040281124</id><published>2008-02-11T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:11:58.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Joy Joy Monday! :p</title><content type='html'>    Last night, my cousins and I went to Napoli to eat dinner with the love of their lives. Hahah. It was really really fun. All of a sudden, I imagined us ten years after.. they're all married and I'm the only unmarried one. Hahaha. Shit. I don't want that to happen! Magpapakasal ako! :)) HAHAHA.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    This day's awesome. Hahaha. Kahit na there was a quiz in PharCare I, ayus lang. Practical lang naman eh. After classes, met up with Mabi and we ate lunch together sa Almer's. We were talking about stuffs. Hahah. Super funny. :p Tapos I went home na agad. And now, here I am, trying to unleash the artistic side of me once again. :)) Since it's heart's day.. I'm trying to draw couples. Hahaha. Ohaa ohaaa. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;SOMETHING THAT SURPRISED ME LAST SATURDAY:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I joined Dulaang Rizal because I have nothing else to do.. I really want to work on the stage designs and anything related to it. I don't know what happened pero nagulat nalang ako when James texted me that Saturday night that I will play Salome (a character in Noli me Tangere). My highschool friends would KNOW that I don't act.. And I mean EVER! Well, of course, I act when Im alone BEFORE.. but that's a different story, really. Hahaha. I was contented working behind the curtains. Hahah. Pero when I saw the lines.. I decided that I should do it. Maiksi lang naman and one scene lang naman ako lalabas. Haha. This could be another self discovery! Hahaha. :)) So ayun.. I still don't know who Elias is. Dapat kasi si James pero naging Ibarra siya. Kaya.. BAHALA NA SI BATMAN! :)) It's a college-wide production, i think. Hahaha. Pero gagalingan ko. Ayoko mapahiya noh! :))&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2022118288040281124?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2022118288040281124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2022118288040281124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2022118288040281124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2022118288040281124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-joy-joy-monday-p.html' title='Happy Joy Joy Monday! :p'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4512212798721064562</id><published>2008-02-08T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:15:10.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss.. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;    I miss it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :( And it's really really sad whenever I see other people do it. I don't think I'll EVER get over the fact that I can't ever cheerdance again. Well.. unless, of course, I'm willing to sacrifice my grades for it. Before kasi, it never really affected my studies. Pero ngayon kasi, it's even more complicated because my course is REALLY hard. (Im serious!) These are the day&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s when I want to live in a dormitory just so I could easily do whatever I want to do. Super layo kasi ng house ko from UST. :( Dayaaaa. I watched the UST Salinggawi Dance Troupe perform today because we were required to. Grabe. Heads down! :)) Jett, Marianne and I were eyeing on this super hot guy. Haha. Ohmaaygaad talaga yung katawan. LOL. :p While I was watching them perform, I was thinking of auditioning again next year. Kasi diba nga, di ako sumipot ulit dun sa first audition because I felt like mahihirapan ako. Kaya ayun.. Haaay.. Pero naisip ko, mukhang di parin kaya. Haha. Kasi kung nga ung sa college dance troupe hindi ko namanage at pinatigil ako before, ano pa 'to diba? :p :((  Shit talaga. I miss dancing na. :( Huhuhuhu. I'll forever be sad without it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R6xg-woKCDwAAD4U7ww1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6xg-woKCDwAAD4U7ww1/DSC04903.JPG?et=I1ZEVMjFdCmWQGhN%2BLApTA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;    But of course, I'm really happy today because it's the last day of our Preliminary examinations. Woohoooo! Hell weak is FINALLY over. :p But I won't get to rest parin because I'm going to have an interview, a dentist appointment, a ballet class and a debut to attend to tomorrow. I'm going to see my girls again. Loohoooveee it. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4512212798721064562?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4512212798721064562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4512212798721064562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4512212798721064562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4512212798721064562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-miss.html' title='I Miss.. :('/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5378021370448884018</id><published>2008-02-07T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:12:29.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Haha. This is the best Chinese New Year so far and today's the worst exam day of my life!:p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So let me start this entry by narrating what I've been up to these past two days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;FEBRUARY 6, 2008 - ATE HAZEL,PHOEBE and YIANNE'S BIRTHDAY&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R6sFngoKCDwAAHMROvM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignleft" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6sFngoKCDwAAHMROvM1/DSC04813.JPG?et=IWOeqa7k9IWV4NZcWcBDjg&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I started the day with a birthday greeting to my dear celebrants. Haha. :) Blah blah blah blah.. Skip skip skip.. And then, attended the Dulaang Rizal meeting at 12:30pm before my exam. Tapos I finished the exam 45 minutes earlier yata? Maaga kasi kami pinagstart. Tapos ayun. Uwi na. :) Dun na kami nagdinner kela ate Hazel and then I got to bond  with Angel and ate Che-ann. :) We had a very funny conversation pa nga eh. Basta, they were like saying that I'm too nice and too trusting. (AHEEEMM! I KNOOWW RIGHT!?) :)) Sabi nila, wag daw! :)) Parang daw lahat ng panget at masama sa mundo nagiging maganda at mabait. Bwahaha. Pwede na daw akong maging si San Pedro! LOL. :)) Ayun..&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/R6sQYQoKCDwAACNyviM1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignright" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R6sQYQoKCDwAACNyviM1/_030.jpg?et=xVuQtEhjp3%2CBIHwAGi8vdw&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;TODAY, grabe. Super sabaw! Pharchem Lab was kind of easy.. Pero  Pharchem Lec? :)) Grabe! Super sinabaw ako dun sa test na yun! Hahhaa. :)) Ohwell.. Wala na akong pake. :)) I'm just so happy na Pharchem exams are finally over! 7 down, 2 more to go! Philo and Filipino tomorrow. Yaaayy! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So ayun, another senseless post. :)) &lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5378021370448884018?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5378021370448884018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5378021370448884018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5378021370448884018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5378021370448884018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year!'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7363870509362388401</id><published>2008-02-06T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:58:31.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smitten</title><content type='html'>I've been smitten for the past three hours. Haha. This is crazzzyy. :)) I've been smiling all day and I just can't stop. :)) HELLPPPPPP!!  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7363870509362388401?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7363870509362388401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7363870509362388401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7363870509362388401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7363870509362388401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/smitten.html' title='Smitten'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1933759136561753874</id><published>2008-02-05T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T20:16:52.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Down, Six More To Go.</title><content type='html'>    It sucks, alright. Haha. Grabe. I tried to study for Pharchem Lab as soon as I finished studying for Rizal and Theology, and booom! :)) I just heard my brain screaming "STOP IT ALREADY OR I'LL F*CKING KILL YOU!" :)) BUUUUT, the good side of this story is that I managed to finish studying 'til Experiment 6. So, 7 nalang. (Which, of course is as long as Experiments 4, 5 and 6 joined together.) Hahaha. :)) Maybe I won't attend my ballet class nalang on thursday para hindi masyado hassle. Err. Pero I don't want to miss another class eh. So now what? :))  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1933759136561753874?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1933759136561753874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1933759136561753874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1933759136561753874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1933759136561753874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/02/three-down-six-more-to-go.html' title='Three Down, Six More To Go.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-167726778910024984</id><published>2008-01-30T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:28:08.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOOOONGGGG DAAAAAAAAAAAYY</title><content type='html'>     Since we don't have classes today, Jett, Joey and I went to Trinoma to watch 27 Dresses. The movie was okay. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I invited Nikko and Camille over because I needed company. Haha. But unfortunately, since Camille had classes, I was stucked with just Nikko. Hahaha. Anyway.. It was fun naman because Nikko's really kengkoy and stupid. Hahaha. So ayun.. We were talking about our lovelives and he keep on insisting that I should have a new boyfriend because if I don't start now, matatagalan pa daw bago ako magkaron. Hahaha. He even assumed that I was turning into a lesbian. (Which, of course is NOT true.) He kept on calling me "tibs" (short for Tibo?) and I kept on calling him "tanga" (short for nothing. Hahah.) Haay. Nikko's really stupid. He's also the worst flirt I've ever known. Hahaha. Ewan ko nga ba kung bakit may mga nabobola pa yun eh. LOL. :)) So ayun, I just wanted to share how stupid Nikko is. Hahaha. (PEAAACEEE! :D)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I have decided that I should start cooking. I'm going to try some new dishes on Friday. :) Yaaay for me! :D&lt;br&gt;   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-167726778910024984?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/167726778910024984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=167726778910024984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/167726778910024984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/167726778910024984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/looooongggg-daaaaaaaaaaayy.html' title='LOOOOONGGGG DAAAAAAAAAAAYY'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-311934769986228297</id><published>2008-01-29T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T16:49:11.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To The Love Of My Life :)</title><content type='html'>    Hahaha. It's his birthday today. :) Happy happy birthday, daddy! Kaya malakas loob kong magsusulat ng ganito dito dahil alam kong hindi niya 'to mababasa. LOL. I'm really happy na he's still with us and we're really lucky to have a dad like him. (Ewww. I cannot believe I'm saying this.) So ayun.. I miss my mom. Too bad she can't be here today. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    The funny thing is that I'm not very sure of how old my dad is. Ayaw sabihin eh. Pero I think mga late 40's na siguro. LOL. :p Yehes, we're all growing old.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    After classes, Joey helped me buy dad's cake and my dvd since his house is just one tricycle away. Thank you so much! :) Everyone was surprised when they saw my new hair-do. Some said that it was nice. No one said that it wasn't nice. Other said they weren't used to it. I don't miss my long hair. After all, hahaba rin naman 'to eh. :)) Wooohoooo! Malapit na summer! I love it! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Jett, Joey and I are going to watch a movie tomorrow. We don't have classes kasi. It's kinda nice to pamper ourselves once in a while. Prelims na namin next week. Haaaayyy! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Practical exam 3 in Pharmaceutical Chemistry Lab was mind-blowing. Hahaha. This time, it's all about the compounds. I hope my Magnesium Sulfate is correct. I'm not sure of the Magnesium and the Sulfate. There's a possibility kasi na it's Manganese Fluoride because it formed into a salmon/flesh solution. Eh to prove that it's really manganese, we have to add Sodium Carbonate ata yun or Potassium Oxalate. If it colorizes into violet, it's Manganese. Eh kaso, it didn't. It formed a brown precipitate lang. Tapos yung Sulfate naman formed a precipitate when I added some solution. Eh when I tried to check if it's Fluoride, it also formed a precipitate. Kaya ayun. I'm doomed. :)) Ohoooweelll.. Bahala na si Batman! :)) My other classmates kind of predicted nalang rin kasi di nila makuha. Hahaaay. Ang gulo! :))&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-311934769986228297?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/311934769986228297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=311934769986228297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/311934769986228297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/311934769986228297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-love-of-my-life.html' title='To The Love Of My Life :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2733960488796688869</id><published>2008-01-27T07:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T12:30:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Addicted</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="&lt;a href="http://media.imeem.com/m/bkXuxJonsw"&gt;"&gt;http://media.imeem.com/m/bkXuxJonsw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="&lt;a href="http://media.imeem.com/m/bkXuxJonsw""&gt;http://media.imeem.com/m/bkXuxJonsw"&lt;/a&gt; type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"I never thought love could be so magnificent until I saw the sincere look in your eyes, telling me that this time...I would never shed another tear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Submitted by Elle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2733960488796688869?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2733960488796688869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2733960488796688869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2733960488796688869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2733960488796688869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/simply-addicted.html' title='Simply Addicted'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1553932170842681817</id><published>2008-01-24T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:13:40.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh</title><content type='html'>    I have to study. But I'm not.. because I'm lazy. Hahaha. Alllwaaaayys laaazzzy. Anyway, I got the results for my practical test in Phar Chem Lab. And I'm so glad that I got 100% of each. :p Yaaay. It's not really hard. It's just confusing since you have to identify which Ion is given to you that's why you have to perform a lot of confirmatory tests. And sometimes, you get precipitates from the same group of Ions/Cations, which is the main reason why most of us were confused. Basta. Medyo malabo since may mga solutions na hindi nagfoform ng precipitate kahit na kailangan magform. Bwisit na mga Ions yan. But thank God for the flame tests who saved me from getting a zero. Haha. :p So from now on, I'm going to love Potassium and Barium. :) I love you, Ions! :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Today was extremely tiring because of Ballet and school. Haaay. I just want to rest. Pero I can't because I have to study. Stupid theo. Arggh. Kanina, I was planning to ditch my notes and watch Coffee Prince instead. Pero because I feel like it's not the right thing to do(HAHAHA. DUUUH.), I decided to study nalang. Hahaha. I want to get a flat 1.0 like before pero as if naman. Our prof's really.. uggh. ewan. Basta. Malabo. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*Someone gave Yianne an Apple Pie in Mcdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*Jett, Marianne and I stared at each other for a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Yikeee! Hahaha. Admirer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YIANNE: Hala. Kinabahan naman ako.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JETT: Nako. Ako rin kinabahan para sayo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(Feeling yata nila some kind of a serial killer yung nagpaabot ng apple pie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Ano ka ba. Be nice ha. Kahit simple "thank you po" lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*Yianne and Jett stared at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Bilis na. Be nice. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;JETT: Oonga, magthank you ka. Hahaha. Kahit thank you lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*Yianne still stared at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*Paakyat na yung nagabot ng Apple Pie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EM: Marianne, mag thank you ka ha kundi babarilin kita. *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MARIANNE: Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*Nagpapapansin yung nagbigay.. Tapos sabay lapit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SERIAL KILLER: Hehe. Ate pwede daw po ba makuha yung number mo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*We stared at each other AGAIN.. Si Jett medyo matawa tawa na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MARIANNE: Nako. Sorry po. Hindi po pwede eh.. Pero thank you nalang po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*And then all of us acted like nothing happened. LOL. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yehes, it was amazing, indeed. :p&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1553932170842681817?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1553932170842681817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1553932170842681817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1553932170842681817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1553932170842681817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/argh.html' title='Argh'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-9158249849605576012</id><published>2008-01-22T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:36:23.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh Thisss Craazzyyy Lovee. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate the way I feel&lt;br&gt;everytime you're near&lt;br&gt;coz it feels like time is standing still..&lt;br&gt;Everytime I close my eyes..&lt;br&gt;All I see is you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Hahaha. Medyo nagulat lang ako dahil while I'm planning on what to write in this entry, biglang tumugtog 'tong song na to. :)) LOL. Kadiri little brother ko! (I'm using his pc kasi eh.) Haaay. :p Anywaaayy.. Tama na 'tong kakornihan na to. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I celebrated my 18th Birthday last saturday night. Grabe. I super enjoyed it. :) I can't really find the words to describe what I felt that night just because it was super fun. :) Thank you to those people who managed to attend my celebration. I really appreciate the time and the effort. For those who didn't, well.. I guess it's okay. :) And to my tropa, grabe! You guys are the best. :) I want to beat all of you for making me cry and ruining my make-up.. but then again, that night wouldn't be as sweet if it wasn't for all of you. :) The worst thing that happened that night was that I didn't get to take much pictures because I was too busy. Hahaha. So, thank you for those people who uploaded pictures right away. Hahaha. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    I don't know what I'm still doing in front of this PC. I have 2 quizes tomorrow and I still haven't reviewed. Yaaay. I miss dancing. I want to be a great painter. I miss performing. Damn.:(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;    Okaaay. So tama na. Little brother has arrived. Which means I have to stop now. Buh-bye. :p&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-9158249849605576012?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/9158249849605576012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=9158249849605576012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/9158249849605576012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/9158249849605576012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/ohh-thisss-craazzyyy-lovee-p.html' title='Ohh Thisss Craazzyyy Lovee. :p'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4331957296175191202</id><published>2008-01-16T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:41:03.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DATE A DANCER? :D</title><content type='html'>Alam naaaa! Hahahaha! (This was taken from &lt;a href="http://queengela.multiply.com"&gt;Gela&lt;/a&gt;. Pa-steal ah! Miss you! :p) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DATE A DANCER? ;))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;1. We know all the positions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;2. We have perfect technique, good rhythm, and great hip rotation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;3. We're used to having bruises on our knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;4. We're used to performing in minimal amounts of clothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;5. We're perfectionists: they'll keep going until they hit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;6. We can shake it like no other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;7. After a quick intermission we're ready to go at it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;8. We don't mind getting hot and sweaty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;9. We're not as delicate and fragile as we look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;10. We're very flexible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;11. We do it in front of mirrors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hahaha. Ang funny! :)) O, gusto mo na ng dancer, noh? ;)) &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4331957296175191202?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4331957296175191202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4331957296175191202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4331957296175191202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4331957296175191202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-do-you-have-to-date-dancer-d.html' title='WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DATE A DANCER? :D'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-227216255730388211</id><published>2008-01-16T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T16:23:22.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank God For Today</title><content type='html'>Today was an amazingly beautiful day. :) Thank you so much. :)  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-227216255730388211?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/227216255730388211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=227216255730388211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/227216255730388211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/227216255730388211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-god-for-today.html' title='Thank God For Today'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5157921117778409418</id><published>2008-01-11T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T18:49:56.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, went to Katips to meet up with Denica, Pola and Nico. Medyo around 7 na ako nakauwi. :) Also met up with Piatots. Gave her the invitation for my debut.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today, met up with Bespren Mon and Bestipot Chari.:) It was a really nice day. :) Also saw Mary while waiting for my PE class. And Mabi, too. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tomorrow is Pin's debut and my brother's 21st birthday. Advance Happy Birthday, kuya! ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Practice for Cotilion on Sunday. :)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5157921117778409418?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5157921117778409418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5157921117778409418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5157921117778409418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5157921117778409418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-551138902530731665</id><published>2008-01-08T14:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:56:58.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;Are you still thinking about your ex?&lt;/h3&gt;   &lt;div id="Panel_a"&gt; 	 &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; You have managed to sweep away any feelings you have left for your ex. You are fully recovered and you don't dwell in anguish over the memories of your times together. You are completely and happily in love with your current boyfriend/girlfriend. Although you may occasionally mention the name of past boyfriends/girlfriend, it will simply be because it relates to what you are talking about. The present moment is what you are interested in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Handwriting&lt;/h3&gt;       &lt;div id="Panel_c"&gt; 	 &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; You are a sociable and outgoing person. You enjoy attending parties and seek attention from  people wherever you can. The closer you place your words together, the more afraid you are  of being left alone. Loneliness is your one great fear.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;What type of personality do you have?&lt;/h3&gt;        &lt;div id="Panel_c"&gt; 	 &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;h3&gt;Bright and Cheerful&lt;/h3&gt; You are always cheerful and charming.  You never get too serious with people when they're around, but when you are alone,  you think carefully about what they have said.  That's because you don't want anyone to see you being too somber.   Your personality means you have a lot of friends and you are often the center of attention.  Many people who fall into  this category become artists and movie stars, perhaps fame could be yours in the future as well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Who is your dream guy?&lt;/h3&gt;    &lt;div id="Panel_a"&gt; 	 &lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt; He is wild and adventurous.  His path is often against the world. He does what he wants  when he feels like. His type of girl is quite like him, independent and wise. If you love  freedom and willing to risk, go for this guy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Working Style&lt;/h3&gt; You are enthusiastic innovators, always seeing new possibilities and new ways of doing things.  You have a lot of imagination and initiative for starting projects, and a lot of impulsive  energy for carrying them out. You are stimulated by difficulties and are most ingenious in solving them.  You can get so interested in your newest project that you have time for little else. Your energy comes  from a succession of new enthusiasms and your world is full of possible projects. Your enthusiasm gets  other people interested too.&lt;p&gt;  You see so many possible projects that you sometimes have difficulty picking those with the greatest  potential. Your feeling can be useful at this point to help select projects by weighing the value of  each. Your feeling judgment can also add depth to the insights supplied by your intuition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Your feeling preference shows in a concern for people. You are skillful in handling people and often  have remarkable insight into the possibilities and development of others. You are extremely perceptive  about the attitudes of others, aiming to understand rather than judge people. You are much drawn to  counseling and can be inspired and inspiring teacher, particularly where you have freedom to innovate.  With talent, you can succeed in almost any field that captures your interest-- art, journalism, science,  advertising, sales, the ministry, or writing, for example.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  A difficulty for you is that you hate uninspired routine and find it remarkably hard to apply yourself  to sometimes necessary detail unconnected with any major interest. Worse yet, you may get bored with your  own projects as soon as the major problems have been solved or the initial challenge has been met. You  may need to learn to follow through and finish what you have begun, but are happiest and most  effective in jobs that permit one project after another, with somebody else taking over as soon  as the situation is well in hand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Because you are always being drawn to the exciting challenges of new possibilities, it is essential  that you develop your judgment. If your judgment is undeveloped, you may commit yourself to ill-chosen  projects, fail to finish anything, and squander your inspirations by not completing your tasks. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-551138902530731665?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/551138902530731665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=551138902530731665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/551138902530731665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/551138902530731665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-was-bored.html' title='I Was Bored'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-5781559961406386287</id><published>2008-01-07T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:36:48.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sweetest Drug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a rel="nofollow" href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R4HIIgoKCDwAAGFRfrU1"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R4HIIgoKCDwAAGFRfrU1/photoshoot.jpg?et=rdO8nMM%2BDOCD5g1JmWL%2CFA&amp;nmid=" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guess who? ;)) Syempre, bawal pa ipakita. Hahaha. Patikim palang yan! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was super fun and crazy. Nawala tuloy sakit ko. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-5781559961406386287?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/5781559961406386287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=5781559961406386287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5781559961406386287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/5781559961406386287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-sweetest-drug.html' title='My Sweetest Drug'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6060894352818183780</id><published>2008-01-02T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T13:15:12.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Waltz</title><content type='html'>Although the english subtitle of the Spring Waltz DVD that I bought days ago was extremely confusing and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nakakabobo&lt;/span&gt;, I still managed to finish watching the series. I wasn't able to sleep early kasi last night/this morning kaya I decided to finish it nalang. Hehehe. :) The story is beautiful. There were two mega hot guys pa naman kaya mas nakakagana manood. LOL. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; My favorite line from the series:&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phillip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; Yes, I love her, okay? But I can't force her to love me.. So I WAIT. If I push too hard, I distance myself too much. As difficult as it may be.. Now, I just wait.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Damn! he was soo hot when he said that. Hahaha. :)) Phillip my love is so heroic! :)) Mahal ko na siya, okaaaayyy? :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 507px; height: 701px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://newphoto.1t1t.com/usr/38/72087/1119960884_2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniel Henney (The one who played Phillip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddleb" src="http://www.queerty.com/queer/Danielhen4.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Salivate-worthy boodddyyy! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6060894352818183780?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6060894352818183780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6060894352818183780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6060894352818183780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6060894352818183780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/spring-waltz.html' title='Spring Waltz'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1630509160822274876</id><published>2008-01-01T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T22:17:31.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity To The Highest Level</title><content type='html'>I desperately want to write about anything but I just can't find the right words to express them. Damn.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, people! :) I hope everyone's happy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just for fun, I am going to list down anything that comes into my mind for no specific reason.&lt;br&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I think...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;See? I can't express myself! Bwahhahahaa.:))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;What happened last night during the mass was really funny!:)) Our family had to stay outside the chapel due to lack of seats inside. And while everyone was singing "Papuri Sa Diyos," yung mga sticks ng "Kwitis" were coming down from the sky! (Ewan ko ba kung bakit pa sila nagpaputok! LOL.) Hahahaha. :)) Yung iba may apoy apoy pa. LOL. Grabe. Comedy! :)) Tapos when you look at the people, nagsisigawan yung iba tapos umiiwas dun sa sticks. WHAHAHAHA. :)) Nakakatuwa talaga! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1630509160822274876?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1630509160822274876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1630509160822274876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1630509160822274876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1630509160822274876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2008/01/stupidity-to-highest-level.html' title='Stupidity To The Highest Level'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6977075721329367259</id><published>2007-12-31T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T16:19:34.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emskii's Life OST</title><content type='html'>  IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; So, here's how it works:&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; 1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)&lt;br&gt; 2. Put it on shuffle&lt;br&gt; 3. Press play&lt;br&gt; 4. For every question, type the song that's playing&lt;br&gt; 5. When you go to a new question, press the next button&lt;br&gt; 6. DON'T LIE! That's not cool!&lt;br&gt; 7. When you're finished tag some other people to do it&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; My Soundtrack&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; OPENING CREDITS&gt; I'm Feeling You - Michelle Branch :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; WAKING UP&gt; Dance Dance - FOB&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FIRST DAY Of SCHOOL&gt; Cyclone? WHAHHAHAHAHAHA :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FALLING IN LOVE&gt; I'll Never Get Over You Getting Over Me - Expose (Nyek. Hahaha. Malabooo!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FIGHT SONG&gt; All I Want For Christmas Is You. Hahahahaha. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; BREAKING UP&gt; God Blessed The Broken Heart - Wow.:)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; PROM&gt; Spell - Marie Digby. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; LIFE&gt; Pag-Agos - Up Dharma Down. (Hehehe. Bagay!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; MENTAL BREAKDOWN&gt; You Set Me Free - Michelle Branch&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; DRIVING&gt; No One - Alicia Keys&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FLASHBACK&gt;  With You - Chris Brown (HAHAHAHA. Weeeh)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; GETTING BACK TOGETHER&gt; Love Takes Time - Mariah Carey (Wala na to. :p "Love takes time to heal when you're hurting too much.")&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; WEDDING&gt; Breathe - Michelle Branch (No way)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; BIRTH Of CHILD&gt; Goodbye To You - Michelle Branch (Hahaha. Iiwan ako ng asawa ko?o_O)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FINAL BATTLE&gt; Makes Me Wonder - Marie Digby (Hehehe. Bitter!)&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; DEATH SCENE&gt; Oo - Up Dharma Down.:))&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; FUNERAL SONG&gt; Thanks For The Memories - FOB. Nyek. :))&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; END CREDITS&gt;  Can You Help Me - Usher. :))   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6977075721329367259?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6977075721329367259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6977075721329367259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6977075721329367259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6977075721329367259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/emskii-life-ost.html' title='Emskii&amp;#39;s Life OST'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4825226769783142342</id><published>2007-12-21T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T09:08:52.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Someone I Know</title><content type='html'>If the person you love doesn't treat you right, LEAVE HIM. Because believe me, it will get WORSE. Don't stay for the wrong reasons. There will always be someone else who can treat you right. Someone else who will never leave and will know what he has when he has you. It's not a matter of how long you've been together. Time is MERELY time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes, it's all in the mind. So don't think about it. Sooner or later, you will wake up and the thought of him wouldn't pop into your head. You will be happy and you WILL find someone BETTER. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;LEAVE HIM. He doesn't deserve you.&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4825226769783142342?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4825226769783142342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4825226769783142342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4825226769783142342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4825226769783142342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-someone-i-know.html' title='For Someone I Know'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-9103741954492197288</id><published>2007-12-20T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T23:02:07.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1BPH Christmas Party</title><content type='html'> One of the best - seriously! Haha. Only 13 people came BUT it was still fun. (Me, Jett, Keesha, Tricia, Robin, Nicole, James, Gel, Monica, Patrick, Belly, Nikki and Alvin) Need proof? Watch the videos! Hahaha. First, Jett and I met at the F&amp;H Outlet Store along Quezon Ave. to shop for clothes, and then went to her Condo to wait for Tricia. Tricia was.. 1 hour late? Haha. Ewan. Can't remember. But she was late.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;HER MONOLOGUE WHEN WE SAW HER:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tricia: "Uunahan ko na kayo. Tricia, bakit ba ang late mo? Hindi mo ba naisip na ang tagal na naming naghihintay dito?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tawa nalang kami. Hehehe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We went inside her car tapos went to Nicole's Condo at Greenhills for the partaaay! :)) Medyo nagkaligaw ligaw pa dahil sa dalawang National Bookstore. When we arrived, Nicole was waiting in front of the Condo wearing mini shorts and shirt. (WOOOOT WOOOT! HAHAHA!) Ayun. Dun kami sa Poolside. Di pa kami nakakabili ng food kaya we went to Yellow Cab pa to order pizza tapos CIBO for our Spagettini Alla Margherita. (Wutever to the spelling! Haha!) YUMMYY! :) When we came back, super lamon na kami. Tapos we played Truth or truth. Dapat magnenewspaper dance pa but I don't know why we didn't. Hehehe. After that, swimming na. Super nagwawala mga blockmates ko. Hahaha. Feeling nasa bar eh. LOL. Ayun. Tapos after, umuwi na kami around 8pm. Sinabay kami ni Nikki hangang Quezon Ave.:)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sobrang pagod ako on my way home. Dami kamalasan. Hehe. Ayun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I LOVE MY BLOCKMATES! SUPER! ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU GUYS MUST WATCH THE VIDEOS. SUPER WEIRD AND HILARIOUS!&lt;br&gt; &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-9103741954492197288?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/9103741954492197288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=9103741954492197288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/9103741954492197288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/9103741954492197288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/1bph-christmas-party.html' title='1BPH Christmas Party'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7829530059885794082</id><published>2007-12-14T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T18:47:03.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blaaah.</title><content type='html'>Today was just normal. Mom arrived last wednesday and I didn't attend my thursday classes because I was too sleepy. Tomorrow is going to be the last day before our Monthly Exams and I SHOULD be studying by now - but I'm not. Yaaay. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I feel like sleeping earlier. But I don't think that's even possible.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Classes tomorrow starts at 9am. Yaaay. :D &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7829530059885794082?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7829530059885794082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7829530059885794082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7829530059885794082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7829530059885794082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/blaaah.html' title='Blaaah.'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4287258735709019501</id><published>2007-12-09T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T13:11:06.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm..</title><content type='html'>Hair down straight, Hair down curly, Hair down half pony or Hair up..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Which is which? :-|&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4287258735709019501?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4287258735709019501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4287258735709019501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4287258735709019501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4287258735709019501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmm.html' title='Hmm..'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-6777401025495492903</id><published>2007-12-08T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T21:50:24.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This One's Forever</title><content type='html'>After ballet class, I met up with some of the people of my kada. (Laleeh, Lojs, Jhame, Lean, Carla and Dan) Everyone was feeling a little sentimental. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;..This is one of those moments where I want all of them to be near me &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;just because I miss them so much&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-6777401025495492903?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/6777401025495492903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=6777401025495492903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6777401025495492903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/6777401025495492903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-one-forever.html' title='This One&amp;#39;s Forever'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4947601797253270374</id><published>2007-12-07T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T19:31:34.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyper Mode</title><content type='html'>Today's one of the craziest day in my stay in UST as a college student. :)) It actually made me realize that it's nice to get involved with college activities. Phalarong Pharma kasi today and when we got at the Engineering Complex, only a few people were there. So medyo makapal kapal pa mga mukha namin para sumali sa games. Sakto! No one signed up to play the Ultimate Relay Game kaya out of hyperness, nagsign kami - Ako, Nyea, Jett, Marianne, Tricia, Keesha, Nicole, Gel and James. Embarassment to the highest level and nakuha namin sa laro! Hahaha. ;)) First was the Sudoku game, extra hard ata yung difficulty nung binigay nila and sobrang hirap lahat. That's why they gave out more numbers to fill the empty boxes para mas madalian lahat. When they did, natapos namin agad! Hahaha. :)) Eh di ayun.. First to finish kami. :D Siguro after 4-5 minutes, natapos narin yung Medtech and Biochem. Next yung gawa ng car out of index cards, sticks, rubber bands and stapler. Hahaha. Ewan ko pero ang tagal namin gumawa dito. After non, yung shooshoot mo yung straw sa mga bottle ng mineral tapos kukunin rin and then you will spell out SOS using your ass. (Just imagine how humiliating that was!) Tapos sumunod na yung BEST part for Nyea and Marianne! Hahaha. =)) I'll just let the pictures explain for themselves. :)) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/37"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/40"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/41"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/44"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/46"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/50"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/124"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/197/300x300/124/DSC09954.JPG?et=l7okYQmy5Tn+y7PYk6zMcg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whahahah. Ako yan! :)) Parang ano noh? Pero hindi! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/197/300x300/50/DSC09805.JPG?et=6RBU1KJ2YJlybxxpEZxeww" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Wild Gel! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/197/300x300/46/DSC09800.JPG?et=BCUhwzn6r+2BKInyj2DTwg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Marianne loves the batok!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/197/300x300/44/DSC09798.JPG?et=sVnbgJ2f7x6LxeCZx5vxJg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;BWHAHAHA. Tricia talaga. Tsk,tsk.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/197/300x300/41/DSC09795.JPG?et=BngQroNZg5lqmRGTK+,pgg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Shy akooo. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/197/37"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/197/37"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/197/40"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/2/photos/197/300x300/40/DSC09794.JPG?et=xg99LOv1Reyy43Qbji5,ew" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Si Jett parang galit. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kaso ayun.. Sa sobrang bagal at hiya namin kainin yung marshmallows, nanalo Biochem. 2nd place lang kami. Hahahaha. :)) Ohwell.. At least we enjoyed. :D&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4947601797253270374?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4947601797253270374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4947601797253270374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4947601797253270374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4947601797253270374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/hyper-mode.html' title='Hyper Mode'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7204239172298242899</id><published>2007-12-04T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T20:05:53.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy. -____-</title><content type='html'>When my classes started, I was super sleepy and tired without knowing the reason why. Hahaha. My eyes were even closing against my will. For an hour and a half, I've been struggling to keep my eyes open but I lost because I just couldn't help it. Best seatmate Kat and Lyn were ever supportive and were trying to make me feel a little livelier but they failed. I went to the Health Service after my attendance in Filipino class was checked. The plan was to ask the nurse or doctor to allow me to stay 'til 10am (for Chem Lab) but there were too many sick people and they couldn't possibly acommodate a girl whose temperature is only 36.7 and is obviously experiencing headache because she lacks sleep. Kaya ayun.. They just gave me biogesic. Somehow, the walking and the running helped in reducing my sleepiness. Hehe. After that, fast forward na tayo. Nagmeet kami ni Francis and mineet pa namin sila Jr. Game kasi ng Commerce and Science. I was cheering for Julius kaso wala parin eh. Hahaha. So ayun.. After the game, we ate lunch nalang in P.Noval with Carla, Mich, Tin and Lean. :D Bonding nalang kami dun. Hahaha. Mga 2pm, Mich and I already left. :)  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7204239172298242899?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7204239172298242899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7204239172298242899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7204239172298242899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7204239172298242899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy. -____-'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-3318932604705811037</id><published>2007-11-30T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:48:19.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mga Plakda at Bakla.:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/upload/R0-X6QoKCrYAAEFJR2Y1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/R0-X6QoKCrYAAEFJR2Y1/665540365l.jpg?et=PGa%2CWCNA30gjRSxWx1NLQg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I super duper mega miss my highschool barkada. Especially my girlfriends. Good thing that we'll be able to meet tomorrow because of Pia's debut. (Happy happy birthday, doood!:p) I can't wait to see all of them. As far as I know, kompleto kami tomorrow. Yeheeey. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE LIFE UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For the past 3 years and 10 months, ngayon lang ako naka-recover ng ganito kabilis. :) Friends, okay na ako! Whahaha. Cool noh? :) Di na ako bitter. Tanggap na tanggap ko na. Hahaha. I looovee it! :)) I'm happy. :) Seriously, truly and honestly happy. :) Siguro ngayon lang talaga ako nakapag move-on ng seryoso. :) College na eh. Madami na choices! Bwahahaha. :))&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-3318932604705811037?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/3318932604705811037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=3318932604705811037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3318932604705811037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/3318932604705811037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/mga-plakda-at-bakla.html' title='Mga Plakda at Bakla.:)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8030622083779829298</id><published>2007-11-29T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T22:39:02.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's To Me. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Here's to all those girls who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to be his number one.&lt;br&gt;The ones who waited all night for him to call, only to check your cellphone the next morning and be disappointed. The ones &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;made it through&lt;/span&gt; that bitter break up, dried your own tears, and moved on with your life&lt;/span&gt;, only to have him walk back in it months later like nothing ever happened.&lt;/span&gt; Those of you who cried on the first day you talked again because you knew exactly where this phone call was going. The ones who listened to him say, "I only want to be your friend", one day, then listened to him say that he loves and misses you, and the next when he doesn't want to be anything at all. Here's to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ones that took him back&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoping that maybe this time, &lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;he was different&lt;/font&gt;, hoping that maybe people really do change.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We listened to our friends tell us that we were stupid for even thinking about giving him another chance, got crap from our parents, and even snuck around to see him even for a while. We went through the great stage with no fights all over again. We started this out thinking it would be just friends, and ended up falling in love with him again. We wanted nothing more in the world than to hear him tell us he loved us too, that even though things were bad in the past, they would be different this time. And when we finally heard it, it was like we were dreaming. This is for us. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's to the ones who believed what he said, sat around all over again waiting for a phone call that might come in a few hours, or a few days. Here's for the tears cried and dried all over again. We wanted so desperately to believe that he was really busy, he couldn't possibly call us at that moment, or even that he fell asleep early. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;We trained ourselves to believe the lies because we wanted to believe we had found &lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; for us.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;We learned to SETTLE for someone who didn't treat us the way we should be treated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's for the ones who did their hair and make up and put on their prettiest everything, only to hear him say that he couldn't see us today. The ones who never believed it when people told us there might be someone else. We just couldn't believe that he could do this to us again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is for those great girls, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who loved him more than words can say&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and took him back no matter what happened last time because they couldn't bear to look back on their lives one day and wonder &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;what if&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is for the girls that stayed up all night long listening to him whine about an ex girlfriend who cheated on him, and cried during the entire conversation. The ones who hoped he would realize that he deserved better, that he deserved us. &lt;br&gt;When he said that he loved you, but he was in love with her, he didn't mean it. &lt;br&gt;This is for the ones that held on to something that was never there to begin with. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is for us girls, who somehow managed to get him to forget about her, and get him to tell us that he was in love with us again, only to have him tell us three weeks later that "You're just not the one for me." or maybe, "things were going too fast, I'm just not ready." &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Then later on find out he has a damn girlfriend already.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's to the girls who &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; cry to their friends because of how &lt;font style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;stupid&lt;/font&gt; they &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The ones who held it all in when things came crumbling to pieces again. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is for the ones who couldn't bear to even tell their mom what was going on, for fear of an &lt;font size="5"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I told you so.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;The ones that could just TELL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that they had made a mistake ever allowing him into their hearts&lt;/span&gt;, their beds, and their dreams again. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We knew that we deserved better the entire time, that we deserved a guy who would call when he said he was going to, one that would come see us when ever he got the chance, one that would really care about us. We just wanted the one that we loved like that. &lt;br&gt;Here's for the ones that FINALLY realized that he never gave one thought about them. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's for the time that he took to waste, breaking your heart ... &lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is for those days spent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trying to hold back the tears&lt;/span&gt;, and the tears that turned into anger, then disappointment. &lt;br&gt;Here's for us girls who finally realized that we deserve better. &lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This is for those confusing days, when you miss him,and want nothing more than to hear his voice, or feel his arms around your waist. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Stay strong, and remember that relationships are like broken glass,sometimes it's better to leave it alone rather than try to put the pieces back together and get hurt all over again. &lt;br&gt;&lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Remember the times you cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how long it took you to even be able to look at another guy like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When your song comes on the radio, turn the station. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When the day comes that he realizes what a mistake he made and tries calling, turn your phone off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When he tries coming to your house, don't answer the door.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Think of all the &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;broken promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, and the &lt;font size="5"&gt;lies&lt;/font&gt;, the &lt;font size="5"&gt;manipulation&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="6"&gt;the tears&lt;/font&gt;, the wasted moments and staying up all night wondering where the HELL he was. &lt;br&gt;Think of how your heart used to jump when your phone would vibrate in the middle of the night, and how it fell to your stomach when you saw it wasn't him, and realized that once again, he hadn't called when he said he was going to.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One day, you'll find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a guy who's worth all the tears&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he &lt;font style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="5"&gt;won't&lt;/font&gt; make you cry&lt;/span&gt;. You may think that you'll never care about someone like you did that guy that you always ran back to, but you will. &lt;br&gt;It's gonna hurt like hell, and it's going to need time to heal, &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but the point is, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;IT WILL HEAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WILL BE BETTER. I WILL BE FINE. In fact, I'll be better than fine. :)) &lt;font style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;SOOOOOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; and I mean REALLY REALLY REALLY SOON! Nikki is the best. Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8030622083779829298?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8030622083779829298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8030622083779829298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8030622083779829298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8030622083779829298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/here-to-me.html' title='Here&amp;#39;s To Me. :)'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-4699549764165724710</id><published>2007-11-28T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:41:51.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trinoma Bonding Day</title><content type='html'>For the past two consecutive days, I've been strolling around Trinoma and wasting money. How fuuun. Hahaha. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, I met up with my girlfriends, Jhame, Carpoota, Gurlpren Laleeh and Thereze. The first stop was the picture city to have my pictures developed. After that, we ate at Krispy Kreme and catched up with each other's business. Haha. I missed them. :) Carpoots and Thereze went to Bench Fix to have their haircut while Jhame and I shopped for clothes. Hahaha. Hindi ko kinaya si Jhame! Ang sakit sa paa kasama! HAHAHA. Napabili tuloy ako ng slippers. Gastos nanaman! :)) Ayun.. After shopping, we met up with Laleeh at Starbucks. Nagsi-yosi muna ang mga girlfriends ko at syempre, OP nanaman ako. Ma-try nga! Hahahah. Joooooookkee. :)) Ayun.. Nagkita kita nalang kami sa 2nd floor tapos umuwi na. Aww.. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; is the Jett and Em bonding day! Hahaha. We went to the hospital first for Jett's check-up and then we went straight to Jett's condo. We ate lunch and the yummy silvanas. Hahaha. (Wutever to the spelling) After that, we went to Trinoma AGAIN. First stop was the ticket booth and when we found out that we were an hour early for the movie, we decided to eat at Krispy Kreme and go hunting for money-worthy accessories and clothes. After that, we went to the movie house na para di ma-late. :) Ang movie nga pala ay One More Chance.. AGAIN! Hahaha. Jett hasn't watched it pa kasi so I decided to go with her. Ayun.. Mga 7:30pm na ako umalis dun. Late nanaman nakauwi. :p Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;, my classmates and I are going to shop for clothes for the Pharmacy Week. (YEHES! FINALLY! PHARMACY WEEK NA!) Hahaha. Medyo tinatamad na ako cause I've been shopping for clothes for two days already. Feeling ko super tired ako tomorrow dahil sumali ako ng iba't ibang games ng Faculty of Pharmacy like the Obstacle Course and Tumbang Preso. Hahaha. FUUUUN! We have classes from 7-9am tapos we have to go to places pa for the parade, and then we have to go back to UST for the last game ng buong class and then I have to attend my ballet class pa. Waaah. Pagod.T_T&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-4699549764165724710?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/4699549764165724710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=4699549764165724710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4699549764165724710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/4699549764165724710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/trinoma-bonding-day.html' title='Trinoma Bonding Day'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-7954655912584058692</id><published>2007-11-25T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T18:23:30.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie</title><content type='html'>Lying never does anyone any good. So I suggest that you stop it. Not only are you making other people's life complicated, but you're also showing the visible fact that you're so pathetic and stupid. If you don't know the story, then SHUT UP. If it's too hard to shut it, then go and kill yourself. Because opening it would only make people to have more than enough reason to stay away from you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;This paragraph has nothing to do with the paragraph above. Just so people know, if I'm being extra nice to you, then I must be considering you as one of my trusted friends. I don't try to be nice just so people would like me. Ayoko ng malisyoso. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-7954655912584058692?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/7954655912584058692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=7954655912584058692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7954655912584058692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/7954655912584058692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/lie.html' title='Lie'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8547503685726458042</id><published>2007-11-16T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:11:12.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Horts, You Know! :))</title><content type='html'>IF YOU HATE MUSHINESS, THEN DON'T READ THIS!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yesterday, Camille and I went to Trinoma to watch One More Chance with Tiffany and Paulo. It was a 2-hour movie and I was practically crying my heart out the whole time. I guess that's because I'm always too soft and movies like that just always gets to me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;While watching every scene and hearing every lines in that movie, I feel like it looked and sounded a lot like *ahem. sorry for bringing this up again.* me and Carlo. We always argue. We say mean things to each other most of the time. We've been together for too long. We ALWAYS break-up. And although I keep on telling myself that the guy DOESN'T love me anymore. There's still ALWAYS a part of me who believes that the Carlo that I once(?) loved (but hopefully, I won't be loving for too long) is SOMEHOW still in love with me... I know it sounds absurd. But knowing him and loving him for more than three long years made me understand him better. Like, before, when I do something wrong, he always try to explain it to me in the calmest tone. He gets mad at me when I don't change my shirt after cheeringleading practices because I might get sick.  And when I'm sick, he goes all the way to my house after class to take care of me and bring me fruits. Now, he left me just because he wanted to be free. And I find it weird that somehow, I feel like I've done the right thing because I let him go. We've been together for more than three years.. Maybe this is really the time for us to love ourselves a little bit more. Maybe we need to date and love other people to make sure that the feelings that we have for each other are real. If it's not, then maybe it's for the better. Maybe we just need to grow up separately this time. Maybe he was just a person that God lent me for a while to make me understand what love really means..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the brain of the person that I'm trying to be, I would say that getting back together is STILL the biggest joke that I could ever think of.. But in the brain of the person that I always am, I still say that I love him.. and that I miss him.. and that nothing in my life is ever complete without him.. :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I may not have completely moved on, but I know I finally learned to smile and let go. Okay na ako, meaning, tanggap ko na na hindi na kami magkakabalikan ulit. Hahaha. Now, all I need to let go of is his family. Huhuhu. HIS FAMILLYYYY!! TAAEEE. :(( The family that I just can't let go of! Bwisit kasi tong Carlo na 'to eh.. Kung pwede lang sanang nakawin nalang yung pamilya niya? Hahaha. :)) I miss nanay. :( I miss Amae. And sure as hell I MISS MY BABY AKEEEIII!! :(( WAAAAAH. Almost two months ko narin silang hindi nakikita. :( Nakakalungkot tuloy..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Okaaaaay. So ang mushy. SORRY NAMAN! :)) I need to let it out, you know!&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8547503685726458042?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8547503685726458042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8547503685726458042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8547503685726458042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8547503685726458042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/it-horts-you-know.html' title='It Horts, You Know! :))'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2619443470789458448</id><published>2007-11-13T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:25:41.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wedding Survey</title><content type='html'>This is a survey about your dream&lt;br&gt;wedding, whether it be in the next or&lt;br&gt;after ten years. So, please answer&lt;br&gt;after&lt;br&gt;you read, the person who answered this&lt;br&gt;before you took a great deal of effort.&lt;br&gt;This is going to be fun.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. How old are you?&lt;br&gt;- Sexy Seventeen. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. Are you single or in a relationship?&lt;br&gt;- Single and ready to mingle! Hahaha.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. In what age do you think you’ll get&lt;br&gt;married?&lt;br&gt;- 24-27? :D So mga 7-10 years from now. :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Do you think you’ll be marrying the&lt;br&gt;person you are with now?&lt;br&gt;- I don't have anyone right now..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Do you want a garden/beach wedding,&lt;br&gt;or the traditional church wedding?&lt;br&gt;- Traditional church wedding. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Where do you want to get married?&lt;br&gt;- Calaruega church? It doesn't really matter. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Where do you plan to go on a&lt;br&gt;honeymoon?&lt;br&gt;- The city of romance, of course. Paris. :D Pwede narin kahit saan. Kahit sa tabi tabi lang. BWAHAHAHAH. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. How many guests do you think you’ll&lt;br&gt;invite?&lt;br&gt;- As many as I can! Hahaha. For me kasi, the most important event in my life is MY wedding. :) Kaya I need to invite all the people who're important to me. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Do you want an extravagant wedding&lt;br&gt;or a simple wedding?&lt;br&gt;- Depends on our budget. And again, it doesn't really matter. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Do you want the traditional vows or&lt;br&gt;something you’d make up on your own?&lt;br&gt;- I want my own vow. :) Actually, kahit ano. Basta kung ano yung totoo. Kitamo nga ngayon.. Dami dami nagpapakasal, di naman sinusunod yung wedding vow. I want my vow to be special. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. How many layer of cake do you want&lt;br&gt;to have?&lt;br&gt;- Hmm.. 3? Para i love you? HAHAHAHAH!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. Do you prefer having your reception&lt;br&gt;at a hotel or at a simple place?&lt;br&gt;- Hotel. It doesn't really matter. Kung ano lang yung kaya. Hahah. Hindi naman ako demanding eh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. When do you want to get married,&lt;br&gt;evening or morning?&lt;br&gt;- Hmm.. Morning? :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. You’d rather have your reception&lt;br&gt;outdoor s or indoors?&lt;br&gt;- Doesn't matter.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. Do you like a grand entrance? (for&lt;br&gt;girls)&lt;br&gt;- Of course! I love anything grand. LOL. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. How do you like your bride enter?&lt;br&gt;(for boys)&lt;br&gt;-Jumping of joy! :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;17 . Name the song/tune you’d like&lt;br&gt;played at your wedding.&lt;br&gt;-I do (Cherish you) by 98 degrees. Forever wedding song ko yun. :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. Are you a morning person or a night&lt;br&gt;person?&lt;br&gt; - I'm not sure. I can be both. Hahah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. Do you want a solemn ceremony or a&lt;br&gt;light one?&lt;br&gt;- Solemn. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. What age do you want to get&lt;br&gt;married?&lt;br&gt;- 24-27 nga!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Describe your ideal husband/wife.&lt;br&gt;- Someone who respects me and loves me unconditionally. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Do you prefer fine dining or just&lt;br&gt;the normal spoon &amp; fork?&lt;br&gt;-- Fine dining.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Champagne or red wine?&lt;br&gt;- Champagne.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;24 . Honeymoon right after the wedding&lt;br&gt;or&lt;br&gt;days after the wedding?&lt;br&gt;- Right after siguro. Actually, Kahit before pa nga eh! WHAHAHAHAHA. :)) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Money or household appliances?&lt;br&gt;- Moneeeh!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;26. Who will pay for the bills?&lt;br&gt;- Kung siya nagpropose, eh di siya. Hahaha. Pero syempre, mayaman na ako ng mga panahon na yun, kaya siguro babayaran ko 25% :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2 7. Are you ready for married life?&lt;br&gt;- Nah.   &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2619443470789458448?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2619443470789458448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2619443470789458448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2619443470789458448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2619443470789458448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/wedding-survey.html' title='The Wedding Survey'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-8419577563477087366</id><published>2007-11-12T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T14:31:51.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored @ Nitro</title><content type='html'>&lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;1.two words to describe urself right&lt;BR&gt;now?&lt;BR&gt;** Happy and bitter. LOL.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;2. At what age do you want to die?&lt;BR&gt;** Mga 60?&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;&lt;BR&gt;3. name 3 of your crazy friends&lt;BR&gt;** Carpoota, Chi, Jhame. :)&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;4. what's your favorite number/s?&lt;BR&gt;** 12.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;5. Do you wish to have people crying&lt;BR&gt;or laughing during your funeral?&lt;BR&gt;** Seriously, YES. :)) Parang ang weird naman nun kung tumatawa sila, diba?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;6. last number of your phone number?&lt;BR&gt;** 5.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;7. who was the first person that came&lt;BR&gt;to your mind as you woke up this&lt;BR&gt;morning?&lt;BR&gt;**..As usual. Sana nga magkaamnesia nalang ako eh. Hahaha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;8 . who was the last person to make you&lt;BR&gt;feel kilig?&lt;BR&gt;** Secreeeet. WHAHAHAH.&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;&lt;BR&gt;9. what song is on your mind right&lt;BR&gt;now?&lt;BR&gt;** Love you so.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;10. what was the last thing you wrote&lt;BR&gt;on a straight line?&lt;BR&gt;** Conversion for Pharmaceutical Calculation.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;11. who do you want to call on your&lt;BR&gt;cellphone?&lt;/DIV&gt; &lt;DIV class=bodytext&gt;** Wala. Mahal eh. Hahaha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;12. Are you in love?&lt;BR&gt;** I dont want to be sure because if I was, I would say the wrong thing to say. Hahaha. That's why I'd rather say I wish I'm not. :) LABO?&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;13. What color/s do you like?&lt;BR&gt;** Red, Green, White.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;14. last song that you sang?&lt;BR&gt;** Stupid for you.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;15. do you like to sing?&lt;BR&gt;** A lot. Hahaha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;16. have you ever been to Baguio?&lt;BR&gt;** Not yet. Someone once promised that he'd be the first one to bring me there. But I guess that's not going to happen. Hahaha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;17. what was the last song that you&lt;BR&gt;danced to?&lt;BR&gt;** Some classical song. Hahaha.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;18. favorite songs:&lt;BR&gt;** I could not ask for me, love you so and stupid for you.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;19. why are you answering this?&lt;BR&gt;** Because I'm waiting for my dad.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;20. who last commented you on&lt;BR&gt;multiply?&lt;BR&gt;** I don't know. Ang dami eh. Di ko alam kung sino nauna. Hahah.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;21. last person to be trusted?&lt;BR&gt;** Honestly it would be Carlo. But he has this way of making me believe and trust him all over again. So who's stupid now? HAHAHA. :p&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;22. What do you plan to do tomorrow?&lt;BR&gt;** Tambay sa bahay.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;23. how often do you buy load?&lt;BR&gt;** 100 every week.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;24. who's the last person in your list?&lt;BR&gt;** Zoe. Hahaha.&lt;/DIV&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-8419577563477087366?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/8419577563477087366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=8419577563477087366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8419577563477087366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/8419577563477087366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/bored-nitro.html' title='Bored @ Nitro'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-2771322968574472307</id><published>2007-11-07T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T19:13:29.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 First Reactions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;This is called 50 FIRST REACTIONS. Type what comes to your mind first whenever you hear these 50 words. Don't think and don't go back and change. Doesn't matter how random, just type it! Repost it for all of your friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;---------------------------------------- &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;1. Beer: avoiding it. haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;2. Food: sinigaaanggg!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;3. Relationships: single and ready to mingle! hahah.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;4. Your CRUSH: weird. but i do not have any. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;5. Power Rangers: i still watch it once in a while.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;6. Life: living it to the fullest!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;7. Death: will eventually come. and im not yet ready!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;8. School: not in the mood to study!&lt;br&gt;9. The President: robin padilla! hahaha.&lt;br&gt;10. Yummy: cookiesss.:)&lt;br&gt;11. Cars: i NEED one!&lt;br&gt;12. Movie: one more chance. hahaha.&lt;br&gt;13. Halloween: haven't noticed it.&lt;br&gt;14. Sex: love.&lt;br&gt;15. Religion: sr. jc. :)&lt;br&gt;16. Myspace: i dont want one.&lt;br&gt;17. Phobia: a room full of people.&lt;br&gt;18. Marriage: soooon! hahahaha.&lt;br&gt;19. Blondes: yellow?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;20. SLIPPERS: i have only one pair.&lt;br&gt;21. SHOES: ballet flats. :)&lt;br&gt;22. Asians: chinese looking people. hahahaha.&lt;br&gt;23: Past time: i sing. hahaha. (yes. believe it or not!)&lt;br&gt;24. One night stands: not interested.&lt;br&gt;25: Cell Phone: N6300&lt;br&gt;27: Smoke/Cigarette: never.&lt;br&gt;28. Dreams: remembering them is very rare.&lt;br&gt;29: COLLEGE: faculty of pharmacy. ohyeaaah!&lt;br&gt;30. Highschool Life: the best.&lt;br&gt;31. Pajamas: mainit.&lt;br&gt;32. Stars: small like me! hahahah!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;33. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Fitness Center:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;don't need 'em! (hehe. kapal.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;34. Alcohol: drink occassionally.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;35. The word Love: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;36. Friends: tropang plakda. :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;37. Money: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;no more shopping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;38. Heartache: no more.&lt;br&gt;39. Time: kulang.&lt;br&gt;40. Divorce: something i never want to encounter.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: black; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;41. Dogs: some are cute. most of 'em are ugleeh.&lt;br&gt;42. Undies: pink? hahahah!&lt;br&gt;43. Parents: love. :)&lt;br&gt;44. Babies: in time.&lt;br&gt;45. Stripper: porn. hahaha.&lt;br&gt;46. Blogs: express yourself. :)&lt;br&gt;47. News: im not updated. :p&lt;br&gt;48. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Paris&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; Hilton: "that haawt."&lt;br&gt;49. Pizza: bacon and cheese! forever favorite! haha.&lt;br&gt;50. Kleenex: tissue daw. :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-2771322968574472307?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/2771322968574472307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=2771322968574472307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2771322968574472307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/2771322968574472307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/50-first-reactions.html' title='50 First Reactions'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-81942640800543681</id><published>2007-11-04T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T17:58:07.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ate Candy's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/166/14"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/166/14"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond; font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="/photos/hi-res/166/5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;img class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/3/photos/166/300x300/5/DSC07158.JPG?et=Vhi4mWAghmu6gj56Vs,PcA" border="0"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/166/14"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond; font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/166/5"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Ry2W1woKCrYAAHHMOUo1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;My Ate Candy and Kuya Paolo&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I still can't believe that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;my cousin's already married&lt;/span&gt;. :(( &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*sniff*sniff*&lt;/span&gt; Haha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ang drama eh noh?)&lt;/span&gt; I can still remember clearly when we celebrated her 18th birthday. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parang kailan lang..&lt;/span&gt; Hahaha. But still, I'm really really happy for her. :) I mean, she ended up with the guy that she has been with &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;since she was in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3rd year&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(or was it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;4th year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt; of Highschool.&lt;/span&gt; And look at them now! So practically, they've been together for 10 years&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; or so&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahaha. I used to wonder&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (And still wondering, actually. Hahaha!)&lt;/span&gt; how they manage to make the relationship work. It's amazing, really. :) I got so excited when they told me that she got married that I posted her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/166/14"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: garamond,adobe garamond; font-style: italic;" class="insertedphoto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Ry2W1woKCrYAAHHMOUo1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span class="insertedphoto"&gt; wedding pictures here kahit na wala ako dun. Ohaaa. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(Proud cousin?)&lt;/span&gt; :)) Hahaha. Parang mas naeexcite tuloy ako for my other cousins. :p Who could be next? Hahaha. Pwedeng si Ate Lorraine, Ate Hazel or Ate Christine. Pwede rin si Kuya Patrick! Hahahaha. O si Kuya Mike kaya? HAHAHAHA. Yaaaaak. :))&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haaay. &lt;font style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" size="5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Horray to marriage! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;a href="http://himegimi.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/Ry2W1woKCrYAAHHMOUo1"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" class="alignmiddle" src="http://images.himegimi.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/Ry2W1woKCrYAAHHMOUo1/DSC07319%20copy.jpg?et=igpZ1ew%2BOdK5hasdhLOhgw" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The Magpantay Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;(Hanapin niyo ako! Hahahaa! :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-81942640800543681?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/81942640800543681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=81942640800543681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/81942640800543681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/81942640800543681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/ate-candy-wedding.html' title='Ate Candy&amp;#39;s Wedding'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36591586.post-1614249398370517169</id><published>2007-11-04T04:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T08:42:03.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schedule For 2nd Semester</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Monday &amp; Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Pharcare 1    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7:00-9:00&lt;/span&gt;        202&lt;br&gt;Thy2                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9:00-10:00&lt;/span&gt;     202&lt;br&gt;PharChm1    &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10:00-11:30&lt;/span&gt;     202&lt;br&gt;Phar2             &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11:30-1:00&lt;/span&gt;       218&lt;br&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tuesday &amp; Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Phl2                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7:00-8:00&lt;/span&gt;         127&lt;br&gt;Fil2                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;8:00-9:00&lt;/span&gt;          127&lt;br&gt;Eng101B      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9:00-10:00&lt;/span&gt;       127&lt;br&gt;PharChm1   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10:00-1:00&lt;/span&gt;       LAB-6&lt;br&gt;Ballet              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6:30-7:30&lt;/span&gt; (Thursdays only)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;RC                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7:00-9:00&lt;/span&gt;        202&lt;br&gt;Thy2                &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9:00-10:00 &lt;/span&gt;    202&lt;br&gt;BVC45            &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1:00-3:00&lt;/span&gt;        SCC1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Phl2              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  8:00-9:00 &lt;/span&gt;       203&lt;br&gt;Fil2               &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  9:00-10:00&lt;/span&gt;      203&lt;br&gt;Eng101B      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;10:00-11:00&lt;/span&gt;    203&lt;br&gt;RC                  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11:00-12:00&lt;/span&gt;   203&lt;br&gt;Ballet              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5:00-6:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;  &lt;!-- multiply:no_crosspost --&gt;&lt;p class='multiply:no_crosspost'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36591586-1614249398370517169?l=emem-ism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/feeds/1614249398370517169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36591586&amp;postID=1614249398370517169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1614249398370517169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36591586/posts/default/1614249398370517169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emem-ism.blogspot.com/2007/11/schedule-for-2nd-semester.html' title='Schedule For 2nd Semester'/><author><name>emem-ism</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08070133178633093051</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
