<?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-6276906293410888208</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:20:42.344-08:00</updated><category term='tagged'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='first'/><category term='post'/><category term='love'/><category term='blog'/><title type='text'>kawaiiness</title><subtitle type='html'>where everything is just sOo cute!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6276906293410888208.post-6132240108892828553</id><published>2010-07-22T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:46:32.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helping Your Best Friend Get Over a Break Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/TEgEFtAAigI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yZH3gIQei-Q/s1600/lets-break-up.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496647841231178242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/TEgEFtAAigI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yZH3gIQei-Q/s400/lets-break-up.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do not tell her that there are plenty of fish in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;She’ll be a smartass, she’ll say, “BUT I DON’T WANT A FISH. I WANT HIM. I WANT HIM BACK. WAHHHHHH.” Then you’re a socially awkward penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Do not tell her that he was stupid for leaving her.&lt;br /&gt;She’ll be a smartass, she’ll say, “I WAS STUPID FOR LOVING HIM. WAHHHH.” Then you’re again, socially awkward penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not tell her that he didn’t deserve her, and that she was too good.&lt;br /&gt;She’ll be a smartass, she’ll say, “IF I’M SO GOOD, WHY DID HE BREAK UP WITH ME. WAAAAAAH.” Then you’re socially awkward penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you do is, you say, “BITCH. GET THE FUCK UP. WE’RE GOING TO WAL-MART. WE ARE BUYING A GALLON OF ICE CREAM FOR YOUR MOPEY ASS, AND YOU’RE GOING TO CRY. ALL FUCKING NIGHT. YOU WILL WAKE UP TOMORROW MORNING. WE ARE BURNING ALL HIS SHIT. ALL OF IT. WE’LL GO SHOPPING, AND BE THE MOST BEAUTIFUL BITCHES ON THE PLANET.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can’t be a smartass, and you are no longer caught in a socially awkward situation. You are not a penguin, you are practically jezus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha just found this one from Tumblr and it’s a one superawesomemistic advice I can tell my bestfriend soon hahaha lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-6132240108892828553?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6132240108892828553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=6132240108892828553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/6132240108892828553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/6132240108892828553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2010/07/helping-your-best-friend-get-over-break.html' title='Helping Your Best Friend Get Over a Break Up'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/TEgEFtAAigI/AAAAAAAAAhI/yZH3gIQei-Q/s72-c/lets-break-up.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6276906293410888208.post-5648076424311636887</id><published>2010-07-20T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T04:11:48.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hAiyeE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know... T.T I did it again. :-( I abandoned my blog again... and I miss everyone already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hate the fact that I'm not that active in updating my blog anymore. :( But see? At least I'm trying. ;) There's just lots of things in my offline world that I prioritize more than this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, switch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what to talk about right now... there's so much to tell, so much has happened during the time I disappeared. I was busy on work stuffs, offline life, etc that I can't find time to post a new blog entry. I usually just lay down on my bed then watch something on my laptop 'til I drift off to dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling very well the past few days too and last night, gaaah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how are you guys? I'm going to visit your blogs now. I miss everyone! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*big hug*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-5648076424311636887?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/5648076424311636887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=5648076424311636887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/5648076424311636887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/5648076424311636887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2010/07/haiyee.html' title='hAiyeE!!!'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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-6276906293410888208.post-5872742581394370055</id><published>2010-07-20T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T04:13:50.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even if I can’t be with you most of the times — I can still feel you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This sem was never the same as before. I don’t get to hang out with my boyfie so much like we used to, but it’s okay. It’s through texting and calling which makes us more closer even though distance cannot recuperate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Even though how many times we had cat fights and petty arguments, even though how many times I pushed you so far, you always come back and doesn't love me any less. Thanks for everything! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-5872742581394370055?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/5872742581394370055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=5872742581394370055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/5872742581394370055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/5872742581394370055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2010/07/even-if-i-cant-be-with-you-most-of.html' title='Even if I can’t be with you most of the times — I can still feel you.'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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-6276906293410888208.post-6210798375343577863</id><published>2009-03-08T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T03:45:45.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>. . .birThdAy cOuntdOwn...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="188" src="http://dl6.glitter-graphics.net/pub/667/667106lhpwxlnwlw.gif" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;It’s been a long time I haven’t post in here. I’m too busy doing my reports &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(it has been postponed again!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Next week will be our Finalz so I have to study hard. So, I can pass :P A few days before… I had a very bad hair days. I don’t know if it’s just coincidence or something but last week was so annoying… I lost important things, I misplaced my notes, I’ve been scolded by my Dad, my Mom, and Big Bro, my sister annoyed me, I can’t understand my friends, then I’m pissed off of this guy. I haven’t been really concentrating in class. Esp. Mr. Bautista you know, my Stat. sucks. Duh. I really really hate numbers… It feels like…Ah! I’m gonna be dead soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...switch mood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a couple hours for my birthday…! Woohoo... another year gone by. I feel so old. I spent my day doing my internet routine, I'm still busy with schoolworks (research) that I don't even have time to celebrate. Thanks to a very special person (you know who you are) Thank you to all those who text or called to wish me a happy birthday &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(Guys, bukas pa birthday koh! jeje).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Anyweiz, I still feel so blessed! I have had one awesome day and a half so far. You all made me feel special! Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-6210798375343577863?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/6210798375343577863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=6210798375343577863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/6210798375343577863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/6210798375343577863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-countdown.html' title='. . .birThdAy cOuntdOwn...!!!'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6276906293410888208.post-7705341007853459620</id><published>2009-03-07T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T14:37:07.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days left!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-graphics.com/"&gt;&lt;img height="180" src="http://dl2.glitter-graphics.net/pub/852/852172c2plxjfbx3.gif" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday dear Honey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;So I want to thank our &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;President Arroyo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for making my birthday a holiday… Yey me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my birthday weekend! Although, I don't always get excited about turning another year older. I'm not one to be shy about my birthday. I don't try to keep it a secret from people. Which is why I am blogging about my own birthday. I am going to advertise it na… &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ipaplug ko na ng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bonggang bongga!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I don't really have much planned for tonight or tomorrow. Just a fancy dinner with my family on Sunday night and maybe in Beach on my actual birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you who have passes (gift…jaja! Xoo rude!) come join me on Monday, March 9 for my birthday here in Digos…safe na safe! wajejeje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, everything in my life seems to be pretty messy… Nothing is organized! Oh well…this another birthday makes me feel like an adult, like a real grown up, like a real person. I'm not a little kid anymore.. I'm not in high school anymore. And two years from now I'm definitely not in college anymore. I'm well on my way to being a real grown up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-7705341007853459620?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/7705341007853459620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=7705341007853459620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/7705341007853459620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/7705341007853459620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-days-left.html' title='2 days left!'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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-6276906293410888208.post-4477213235445252080</id><published>2009-03-06T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:39:48.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Still Single???</title><content type='html'>MASYADONG INDEPENDENT - baka naman masyado mo napoproject na kaya mong mabuhay ng wala silang lahat, ayan tuloy parang hindi nila maramdaman na kailangan mo rin sila kaya doon na lang sila sa taong tingin nila ay magkakaron sila ng silbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATAAS ANG STANDARDS - Ibaba mo kasi ng konti, baka naman kahit si Jose Rizal hindi ma-achieve yung standards mo. Tandaan mo, si Rizal kahit na bayani medyo babaero din.walang taong perpekto. Kahit naman ikaw di ba? Meron ka ding kapintasan? Baba mo ng konti, yung makatarungang pamantayan lang. Baka naman naghahanap ka ng Richard Gutierrez or Piolo Pascual eh Pokwang na Pokwang naman ang dating mo. Lumagay ka lang sa dapat mong kalagyan. Baka naman naghahanap ka ng kasing yaman ni Zobel eh ikaw naman eh pobre din lang naman. huwag. Huwag ganoon. Para kang gaga non. Baka naman naghahanap ka ng smart, na gwapo or maganda at mayaman. Uy, kung ganon ang hanap mo, malamang tatandang dalaga/binata ka na talaga. Di lahat binibigay ni Lord. Di bale kung salat sa face value, babawi na lang siguro yung sa bait at sa talino. Kung puro face value naman, at salat sa kaalaman or masama ang ugali, manalig ka na lang na baka pag pinakain mo ng gulay tumalino or ito the best, lahat naman ng tao nagbabago. Pwede pa ‘yan bumait. Siguro hindi na natanggal sa isip mo ang pangarap mo noong bata ka pa. Aba! kailangan mo nang gumising sa katotohanang walang ideal guy. Kung lahat ng tao ay katulad mo na mataas ang standards, malamang wala ng mag-bo-boyfriend at mag-gi-girlfriend ngayon puro friends na lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UBOD KA NG KASUNGITAN - Baka naman sobrang tapang mo. Oo nga naman, baka naman sobrang masungit ka at natatakot sa iyo ang mga potential suitors mo. Baka dapat kang maging approachable ng konti. Baka masyadong maangas ang dating mo imbis na matuwa sa iyo matakot. Maski naman kahit sino hindi masarap lapitan at kausapin ang taong mukhang nangangain ng tao tapos liligawan pa? Baka sobrang independent mo, at parang mabubuhay ka ng wala silang lahat. Minsan may epekto rin ‘yan. Baka sobrang talino ng dating mo pakiramdam nila mababara lang sila or baka ‘pag pinadalhan ka ng love letter eh i-edit mo ng red ink pen. Magkunwari ka kayang tanga minsan- minsan, tingin mo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASAMA ANG UGALI - kung papipiliin ako kung sa masungit o sa masama ang ugali... doon na ko sa masungit! ang masungit kasi, hindi likas na itim ang budhi niyan, may taglay na istorya sa likod ng simangot niya. Sabihan mo lang yan ng 'peek-a-boo' BAKA ngitian ka na. Ibang istorya na kase ang masama ang ugali dahil mula pa yang ugali na yan sa kaibuturan ng kanyang mga balunbalunan. Sa una mabait, pero madidiskubre mo na parang trapo ang tao kung tratuhin nito. tsk tsk tsk. pero hindi pa naman huli ang lahat kung kaya mo pa magbago, bigyan mo ng pagkakataon ang sarili mo magbago. magdasal ka kay lord ng mataimtim huh?? *hahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAGKUKULONG SA BAHAY - O baka lumalabas ka nga ng bahay,o sa opisina naman ang punta mo. Huwag ganon.sumama ka sa mga kaibigan mo, mag-mall ka, magsimba ka, mag-outreach program ka. Huwag mong panisin ang sarili mo sa bahay dahil wala talagang makakapansin sa iyo sa bahay. Ok nandyan nga ang nanay mo para sabihin na maganda ka pero Im sure umay na umay na rin yan sa pagmumukha mo kaya mas maigi kung lumabas ka. Mag- aral ka ng painting, voice lessons at Yoga. Imaginin mo kung magka-boyfriend ka na Yoga master? or di kaya, chef. O di ba cool ‘yun? Magliwaliw ka sa bookstores, sa coffee shops, at kung saan-saan pang mataong lugar. Baka sakali mapansin ka doon or.. pagkagaling sa office, pwede ka gumimik kasama mga officemates mo, o kaya naman sumali sa mga organization sa simbahan or sa neighborhood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUKHA KANG LOSYANG - Oo nga naman, mag-ayos ka paminsan-minsan lang kung pangit ka, pangit ka talaga. No amount of make up can change that. Pero at least pwede ma-enhance ng konti. Ito ang kadalasang krimen ng mga single. Hindi ka nagbibigay ng panahon para ayusin ang sarili physically. At bakit pa nga ba eh wala ka naman dahilan para mag-ayos, diba? MALI !!! Dapat nga lalo ka mag-ayos para makita ang marketability mo. Hindi krimen ang maging vain kahit konti. Did u know na ang ratio ng lalaki sa babae ay 4:1? kaya lola, magsimula ka na mag-ayos at baka yung crush mo ay maagaw pa ng mga intrimitida sa paligid mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASYADONG MAGALING - medyo sensitive itong topic na ito dahil nasasagasaan na ang male ego dito eh. Oo, may ibang lalake na nabuburaot dahil mas magaling at mas marunong ang babae sa kanila. Hindi na natin ito problema dahil malamang insecurity nila ang bumubulong sa kanila pero minsan kase hindi na makatarungan na laging nai-inferior ang lalake. Kailangan maramdaman din nila sa iyo na hindi mo sila ia-under the saya if maging girlfriend ka nila. Hindi ko rin sinasabi na i-compromise mo ang talents mo, ano bang magagawa ko kung likas na talentadong bata ka pero ang tamang gawin ay wag naman ipagdukdukan na sobrang galing mong tao. wag na wag mong kalimutan na may 2 klaseng yabang dito sa mundo. Huwag kang mang-intimidate kung ayaw mong ma-intimidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DALA ANG BIGAT NG KAHAPON - may kasabihan nga, "How can you look forward when you keep looking back?" Walang mangyayari sa love life mo kung dala mo pa ang kabiguan na dinulot ng nakaraan mo. Walang sense ang magpakabitter dahil in the end, lalo ka lang papangit. Pangit na nga, bitter pa! tsaka huwag kang matakot masaktan kung gusto mo magmahal muli. Laging kaakibat ng love ang pain dahil hindi ka masasaktan kung hindi ka nagmahal. At isa pa, huwag ka ring matakot na kunin ang pagkakataon kung nandiyan na sa harap mo. Paano mo malalaman na masarap ang chocolate kung hindi mo titikman? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASYADONG-MASYADO!! - masyadong maganda, masyadong matalino, masyadong talented at masyadong mayaman. minsan ito ang mga nagiging factor kung bakit walang gustong manligaw sayo pero hindi mo naman ito kasalanan diba? Siguro mas maigi kung HUMBLE KA LANG huwag mayabang. At imbis na maging hambog, share na lang the blessing. hindi ka lang maganda / matalino / talented / mayaman / mabait pa!! im sure lahat mahuhumaling sayo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO MANY BOYS - Minsan nai-intimidate din ang mga guys ‘pag masyado maraming boys ang nakabakod sa girl. Wala ka ngang boyfriend, pero lagi mo naman prino-project na ang daming lumalandi sayo (na pawang mga superficial lang naman at mukhang walang potential na magbigay ng TRUE LOVE sayo). Pag ganyan palagi ang aura at drama mo, most likely, uurong yung mga boys na may HONEST INTENTIONS sayo at kaya kang mahalin ng todo, kasi natatakot sila na baka ikaw ang di kayang magmahal ng totoo. Alam kasi ng mga boys yan... na kahit kayo na (nakapili ka na ng BF mo), di pa din mawawala ang mga "boys" na nakapaligid sayo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE OF THE BOYS - Ayan, isa pang problema ng mga gurls... kadalasan, dahil sa sobra namang close sa mga boys, nagmumukha na silang one of the boys, na kung saan sayo shi-ni-share ng mga boys ang kilig at iyak moments nila with other gurls. Ouch! Masakit yun, lalo na pag type mo yung friend mo na guy. Ingat-ingat mahirap kasi pag masyado kang close sa mga boys kasi dumadating ang point na ang tingin nila sayo... &lt;br /&gt;MAS MASARAP KANG KAIBIGAN... aray!!! isa pa, parang lalaki na din ang tingin nila sayo... mapapansin mo yan, kapag nag-skirt or nag-spaghetti strap ka, tapos inaasar ka na ng mga friend mo na boys for being "gurl na gurl". kasi ang boys, pag nakakita ng gurl in a sexy dress (tumatahimik yan, at may parang kumukulo sa loob nila)... so pag tinawanan ka, naku, sign na un...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESTINY ADDICT - Ito yung mga taong hinihintay na gumawa ang tadhana ng paraan para pagtagpuin sila ng kanilang mga "soulmates" or whatever. Ayaw kumilos o kung ano pa dahil naniniwala siya na kung sino man 'yung talagang para sa kanya ay darating na lang bigla sa paraang maaaring hindi niya inaasahan-- wow!! parang Serendipity.&lt;br /&gt;Laging maririnig na nagsasabing: "Darating din yan. 'Wag kasing hanapin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND FOREVER VERSION 1 - Ano naman ito? Eto yung ang buhay ay kay bestfriend o kaya kay special friend na hindi masabi-sabi sa friendship nya sa loob ng kanilang mahabang panahon na pagsasama dahil baka daw maapektuhan ang pakikipagkaibigan at iwasan sya. Yung tipong pag may kasama si friendship na iba, nagseselos na wala naman sa lugar, pero syempre wag pahalata, kunyari happy sya for friendship. 'Yung tipong 'pag may kasamang iba 'yung gusto mo, kunwari ka pang masaya ka para sa kanya pero sa totoo lang, gusto mo na malusaw na parang ice caps dahil sa Global Warming. ABA Oi! lakasan mo ang loob mo at baka mamaya forever mong pagsisihan yan kaw rin. Laging maririnig na nagsasabing: "I'm so happy for you" o "Sayang naman 'yung pinagsamahan namin e."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND FOREVER VERSION 2 - Wala tayong magagawa pero talagang malapit ka lang sa kabilang kasarian--pero bilang kaibigan lang. One-of-the-boys or ladies' man. Hindi ka naman homo o bi pero sadyang kaibigan lang ang tingin mo sa mga taong hindi mo kapareho ng chromosomes. Masaya ka nang nakaka-hang-out lang sila, nakakakwentuhan, niyayakap nang walang halong malisya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERFECTIONIST/ MAPILI - Yes, isang taong perpeksiyonista. Yung tipong dapat ganito ang magiging kapartner ko. Pag may nakilala, nakita lang na pangit ang kuko o may dumi lang, turn-off na agad. O kaya ang daming ayaw. Ayaw sa mabait boring daw, gusto bad boy/pilya pero kapag pinaiyak ka tatanungin ka “bakit ang sama mo!” “bakit mo nagawa yun! Adik ka ba?!” Ayaw sa cute, ayaw din naman sa panget. Meron dyan gusto ka ayaw mo naman… Ung gusto mo halos magtambling ka na pero deadma pa rin yang stunts mo sa kanya! Pasaway ka rin e! Ano ba talaga kuya? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY-BUSYHAN - Opo, eto yung ang mundo e gumagalaw lang sa libro at ballpen kung estudyante ka o kaya naman sa computer at files kung office staff ka. Yung tipong aalis ng bahay ng alas 6 o alas 7 ng umaga at uuwi ng bahay ng 6 hanggang alas 8 ng gabi (baligtad naman para sa mga nag tratrabaho sa call center). Sabay tulog na. Kapag sabado masaya na sila sa tv, sa pagkain na niluluto ni mama at sa linggo naman sisimba at maghahanda na ng kelangan para sa lunes hanggang biyernes. Pssssst… pause for a while naman… alam mo ba ung kantang 'Narda'? ganyan ang mangyayari sa iyo, hanggang kanta na lang ang aabutin ng nagkakagusto sayo dahil maski pagpa-pluck ng kilay mo wala kang time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BORN-TO-BE-ONE (AUTHESTIC) - Eto yung nasa palad na ang pagiging single daw. Walang reasons. Basta lang nabuhay sya sa mundo na mag-isa at feeling nya mamatay sya sa mundo ng mag-isa. Kesyo magmamadre o magpapari na lang. Asa kang tatanggapin ka pa noh! Kumbaga for single blessedness ka. Ipagdasal mo. Baka naman kasi pinapagod mo ang sarili mong kakaisip bakit you’re still single eh hindi naman kasi marriage ang plan ni Lord for you. Paminsan-minsan magtanong ka kasi sa Kanya baka naman ikaw ang naliligaw. Baka naman ikaw ang nagtitipid. Baka naman kasi ikaw ang torpe. Baka naman kasi ikaw ang problema."Gasgas man, pero sasabihin ko pa rin. Darating Din Yun. Kung para sa iyo, para sa iyo. Kahit iwasan mo para talaga sa iyo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY-GO-LUCKY - Eto yung taong walang alam kundi kasiyahan at trippings. Kahit sino nalang basta no string attach. For fun lang daw… Walang halong seryosohan. ABA hoy! yang init ng katawan mo e ikiskis mo nalang sa pader. Makakahanap ka rin ng katapat mo!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG PLACE - May nakaranas na ba nito? Yung pakiramdam mo nasa ibang mundo ka. Yung ang nakakaharap mo e yung mga hindi mo gusto, yung mga hindi mo hinahanap. Alam mo yun? Halimbawa nasa ibang bansa ka, pero ang hinahanap mo e yung amoy ng nasa sariling bayan mo. O kaya naman e nasa sarili mong bayan ka, nasa normal na lipunan, pero ikaw ang abnormal at hindi mo kayang sabihin na abnormal din ang hanap mo kung ayaw mong ibitin ka nila ng patiwarik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG TIME - Eto yung mga tao na sinasabi na, hindi pa ako ready e bata pa kasi ako o kaya naman hindi pa ako handa sa panahong ito, wala pa ako kayang ipagmalaki. Yes meron pong ganyan. Yung feeling nila may tamang panahon para sa love. Awwwwwww. Aba kelan yun? Pag uugod ugod ka na at yung time mo e bitin na? O baka naman pag pang out of time ka na? Oist, sugod lang ng sugod. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI PARENTS KASI - Yes, factor din ang komyunidad na ginagalawan mo. Una, ayaw pa ni mader o pader na magkaron ka kahit 22 anyos ka na at kelangan umabot ka muna raw ng 40 bago magkaroon ng gf/bf. O kaya naman ikaw mismo! Takot sa sasabihin ni parents at ni kapitbahay na tsismosa sa magiging kasama mo. Aba ikaw na nga ba ang sabihan na.. Alam mo hindi kayo bagay. Langit at lupa kayo. Awwwww. Payo ko sayo, Pakialam nila diba? Palibhasa inggit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAUMATIC EXPERIENCE - Eto kalimitan ang reason ng marami. Ayaw ko na!!! Takot na ako mangyari pa ang nangyari dati! O diba ang drama ng layp? Yes, tama ka. Eto yung dahil sa past relationship mo, e until now ayaw mo ng magkaroon at sinumpa mo na ata ang magmahal. Dahil sa pinagpalit ka sa mas pangit, o kaya naman iniwan ka ng walang word na bye-bye, o dahil binugbog ka!, ano pa ba? Madami yan, wag na nating isa-isahin at baka tumulo si tears! heheh… Gayunpaman, eto lang masasabi ko mga hija at hijo. Iba-iba ang lasa ng pag-ibig. May mapait, may mapakla, may matamis at may maasim. Aba mapalad ka at natikman mo ang ibat ibang lasa nito. Kaya ikaw, Do not be afraid to fall in love again! Malay mo sweetness na ang malasahan mo next time. E di panalo ka sa lotto. Yan ang nagpapalakas sayo! Yang ang bumubuhay sayo, ang pag-ibig. tsk! drama! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EX TO THE NTH POWER - Oi aminin!!! LOVE parin si Ex kahit 1 or 2 yrs na ang nakakalipas. May ganito naman. Yung tipong ilang taon ang nakakalipas, hindi pa rin makalimutan si ex. Yung pinagsamahan, yung tawanan, yung iyakan, at lahat ng nangyari sa inyo nung kayo pa. Malungkot man at sa kung anumang kadahilanan, maganda man o masama ito, kelangan nyong magpaalam sa isa’t-isa. YES, after a year sasabihin natin, I’m over him/her na, pero pag-usapan natin ang love at ang nangyari sa ating relastionship from thepast, TADANNNNNNNNNNNNN, eto na, sya agad ang naalala mo. At habang nagkukwento ka, ouch may kirot, o kaya may ngiti at may bumabagabag sa ating kalooban.. Ano kaya yun? AMININ mo na kasi. MAHAL mo pa si EX. Isa lang ang masasabi ko, well mahirap sya kalimutan alam ko yan! pero open your heart and makipagdate ka, lumabas ka, at try to entertain someone. Wag mo ikumpara si ex sa iba. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAILANGAN MONG MAG-CONCENTRATE SA CAREER - Hindi na uso ang mga babaeng pambahay ngayon. Kalimitan meron ng tinatawag na career woman. Habang hindi ka pa tinatamaan ng pana ni kupido, hamo na munang mag-concentrate ka sa trabaho mo. kailangan mong ma-achieve ang full potential mo bago ka mag-asawa,kasi ‘pag nag-asawa ka na, tanggapin na natin, iba na ang mga prioridad mo na buhay. Lagi ng mauuna ang pamilya, Habang feel mo pang lumaban ng lumaban sa rat race at umakyat ng umakyat sa corporate ladder, huwag mong panghinayangan na wala ka pang sariling pamilya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKA NAMAN HINAHANAPAN PA NI LORD NG RIBBON ANG PARA SA IYO - Natatandaan ko ang sabi ng kaibigan ko. Blessing daw from the Lord ang mga girlfriends/boyfriends. O eh baka naman hinahanapan pa ni Lord ng magandang ribbon yung regalo mo. Kasi baka daw ‘pag hindi maganda ang packaging i-reject mo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKA NAMAN NAGTITIPID SA TOLL FEE YUNG PARA SA IYO - Malay mo kasi taga- Norte yung para sa iyo eh mahal naman ang toll fee. Baka nagtitipid dumaan sa walang toll kaya medyo natatagalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKA NAGLAKAD YUNG PARA SA IYO - Parating na ‘yon kaya lang mahal ang gasolina so naglakad na lang papunta sa iyo. Besides, walking is good for the heart daw. Baka sa kakalakad naligaw na. Ito pa namang mga lalaking ito, hindi magtatanong kung hindi pakiramdam nila naliligaw na sila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAKA NAMAN SADYANG TORPE LANG YUNG PARA SA IYO - Baka naman nag-iipon pa ng lakas ng loob o di kaya nag-iisip pa ng magandang tiyempo. Baka talagang hindi lang siya makapag-salita dahil sobrang mahiyain niya. Baka naman dapat makiramdam ka rin ng konti kasi talagang deadma ang dating nito. Baka dapat tinatanong ng unti-unti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-4477213235445252080?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/4477213235445252080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=4477213235445252080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/4477213235445252080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/4477213235445252080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/03/why-still-single.html' title='Why Still Single???'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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-6276906293410888208.post-9078487542865573341</id><published>2009-03-06T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:05:37.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back for Good</title><content type='html'>I’m back! Oh yea, sorry for not updating my blog due to my hectic schedule. So for those blogmates of mine who frequently check my site for updates, arigato! I really appreciate it! For those who missed me, I miss you guys more! For those who didn’t miss me — likewise! :neutral: jaja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....moving on....!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you knew already what happened to me last March 02, 2009. That was one of my unforgettable and traumatic moment for me coz I lost my HP TabletPC worth 30,000php at the tricycle. Around 7:00am, I was on my way to school. I rode a tricycle (im so poorita), I left my TabletPC on the tricycle…I just noticed it when Im in the campus already (particularly in school’s ladies room). I have lots of important documents and files in there. Inside was my powerpoint presentation, Fave.Music, games, anime pix. &amp; my pix., a copy of my posts in blogs (MS word), notes from special fwnds and there recordings and a whole lot more. But then, what else can I do? I just need to accept it. Gotta move on. *sob*. Hope I will be able to get over to that horrible experience of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyweiz...I watched a japanese horror anthology entitled “Kowai Onna” or Unholy Women .The girl in the 1st episode was so creepy, this long haired girl was so scary!!! She made Sadako of The Ring so pretty hihihi…I was like covering my eyes when watching. Her face was really **$#…..It’s the scary. Worth watching!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-9078487542865573341?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/9078487542865573341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=9078487542865573341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/9078487542865573341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/9078487542865573341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-for-good.html' title='Back for Good'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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-6276906293410888208.post-2845239821547515657</id><published>2009-02-06T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:51:05.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The College Cycle</title><content type='html'>This is just a copy from my previous blog. Dedicated to my Bloody Exam. &lt;br /&gt;This is how we do things in school. Check this out...xoO reAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Every New Sem”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=newsem.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/newsem.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“After the 1st Week”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=AFTER1STWEEK.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/AFTER1STWEEK.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“After the 2nd Week”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=AFTER2NDWEEK.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/AFTER2NDWEEK.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Before the Midterm Test”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=BEFORETHEMID.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/BEFORETHEMID.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“During the Midterm Test”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=DURINGTHEMID.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/DURINGTHEMID.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“After the Midterm Test”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=AFTERTHEMID.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/AFTERTHEMID.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Before the Final Exam”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=BEFORETHEFINAL.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/BEFORETHEFINAL.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“After knowing schedules of Finals”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=FINALEXAMSCHEDULE.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/FINALEXAMSCHEDULE.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“7 days before the Final Exam”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=7DAYS.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/7DAYS.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“6 Days”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=6DAYS.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/6DAYS.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“5 Days”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=5DAYS.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/5DAYS.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“4 Days”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=4DAYS.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/4DAYS.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“3 Days”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=3DAYS.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/3DAYS.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“2 Days”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=2DAYS.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/2DAYS.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“1 Day”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=1DAY.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/1DAY.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The night before the Final Exam“&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=THENIGHT.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/THENIGHT.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“1 hour before the Final Exam”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=1HOUR.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/1HOUR.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“During the Final Exam”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=DURINGTHEFINAL.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/DURINGTHEFINAL.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Walking out of the Examination Hall”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=WALKOUT.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/WALKOUT.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“After the Exam, during the Holiday”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=AFTERFINAL.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/AFTERFINAL.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PART 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Habang naququiz…”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=xitmau.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/xitmau.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Kapag dinismiss na ng Prof.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=tungtung.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/tungtung.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Habang nag-aaral”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=3.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/3.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag natanggap ang Long Exam”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=4.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/4.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag smart kang sumagot”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=5.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/5.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag nasuspend ang klase dahil sa bagyo”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=6.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/6.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag dinibdib ang pag-aaral at wala palang Quiz”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=7.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/7.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag nalaman ang grades”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=8.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/8.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag nanghinayang sa One Point para pumasa”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=9.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/9.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag binati ng Crush”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=10.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/10.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag maghihiganti”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=11-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/11-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag magcucut ng klase”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=12-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/12-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag kausap ng crush”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=13.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/13.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Tuwing Enlistment”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=14.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/14.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag di mo alam ang isasagot”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=15.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/15.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag naghihintay ng Jeep/Tricycle”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=16.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/16.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag wala kang maintindihan sa sinasabi ng Prof.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=17.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/17.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag umaasa kang mabigyan ng Plus”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=18.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/18.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Ginagawa para pumasa”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=19.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/19.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag binigay mo na lahat at di pa rin sapat”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=20.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/20.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag na brain-freeze matapos uminom ng shake”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=21.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/21.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pagkatapos ng Exam”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=22.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/22.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pagkatapos ng Lunch”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=23.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/23.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag tinatamad mag-aral”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=24.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/24.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Pag uwian na”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;current=25.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/25.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-2845239821547515657?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/2845239821547515657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=2845239821547515657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/2845239821547515657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/2845239821547515657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/02/college-cycle.html' title='The College Cycle'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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-6276906293410888208.post-7442569794671728933</id><published>2009-01-29T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T23:16:51.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIBUTE TO PARENTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;  &lt;!--   @page { margin: 0.79in }   P { margin-bottom: 0.08in }  --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                As I thought about writing a speech, I immediately thought about my Parents. In fact, no one else came to my mind except my Dad and Mom. This speech is totally and completely about thanks and gratitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                Growing up, of course. I had no idea how lucky I was to have a good parents. Because of them I have my ambition, because of them I want to be successful and whoever I become in future, I'll never stop thanking them. I wanna bless them back a thousand times someday. They are our  greatest treasure and gift. Without them we are nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                I love my parents more than anything in this world. They are the best thing in my life (although they're super strict). Yeah, I have the most strict parents in town. I have a lame curfew, I can't go outside unless with permission, can't be long in the Phone. I don't have a normal teen's life. I ended up with “never got had a boyfriend” story. But despite of that... I am so glad my parents are strict with me. Now, I don't have a feeling of being a prisoner anymore for I feel that I am now indeed a Pampered Princess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                 I've learned everything about life from them. I'm still amazed at how much they gave me, my Sister and my Brother. Now I know why God wants us to honor our parents as one of the most important commandments, and the only one with promise. To my Dad, I am so grateful that I am your daughter. You taught me to obey God and His love and compassion. His wisdom. The relationship He has with us and that He never turned away. And because of that, it made me a God-fearing individual. I’m comforted by the knowledge that you touched to my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                 To my Mom, thank you for giving me life. I have wanted to tell you many time just how proud I am to call you my “Mom”, and how thankful I am to have been raised by you. I have asked you for things, those things which I don't need yet you gave them all to me just to see me smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0in; line-height: 150%;" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                   I hope this is not just too sentimental for you, but I have thought this for many years, and have expressed my thought to my friends but never to you. But now, I want to take this opportunity to show what I feel. The feeling of being so lucky because I have a Family who's always been there that make me feel so special. These people around me who love me unconditionally. I know how much my parents really do love us and everything they did, and everything they sacrificed was because of their love for us. I stand in great appreciation to all you parent out there who struggle with your children day and night.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-7442569794671728933?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/7442569794671728933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=7442569794671728933' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/7442569794671728933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/7442569794671728933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/01/tribute-to-parents.html' title='TRIBUTE TO PARENTS'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6276906293410888208.post-3277106791812581656</id><published>2009-01-25T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:08:06.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Blog Leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxTCDbaN1I/AAAAAAAAARM/s2W0FjwAn5s/s1600-h/th_aa4.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxO3-8Un7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/O42ZEMzsIas/s1600-h/2r7uek8.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295193985576640434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxO3-8Un7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/O42ZEMzsIas/s400/2r7uek8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; hehe wala lang .. trip ko lang magpost ng blog bakit ba ? hmp ..bored ako eh.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxRNvSVzzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gB-2BXfE2xQ/s1600-h/th_da.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295196558354403122" style="WIDTH: 19px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 19px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxRNvSVzzI/AAAAAAAAAQs/gB-2BXfE2xQ/s400/th_da.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been sitting here for the whole day…&lt;br /&gt;Just finished updating my blogs…&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxTCDbaN1I/AAAAAAAAARM/s2W0FjwAn5s/s1600-h/th_aa4.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295198556625975122" style="WIDTH: 33px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 24px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxTCDbaN1I/AAAAAAAAARM/s2W0FjwAn5s/s400/th_aa4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jeje. I definitely needed a break…mskit na msyado mata ko…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..kamustah nman ang blog ko..? Heto may pinagbago din nman although hndi pa msyadong organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just love my blog's new look! Im not sure if visitors will appreciate the changes as I do. (Anyway…it seems no one cares to view/read what's posted here). Ejeje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ang Random ng mga sinusulat ko.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxSVwIA8oI/AAAAAAAAARE/X6t_C6r6tAU/s1600-h/th_poxavida.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295197795530109570" style="WIDTH: 19px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 19px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxSVwIA8oI/AAAAAAAAARE/X6t_C6r6tAU/s400/th_poxavida.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I need to fix it …maybe sa Feb. na ulit aq mkkpagblog-hop...if mkkauwi ako. I guess theres another 11 hrs till my happy moment ends..&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxRgjKfw4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/QogkcSZ1mx4/s1600-h/th_gif5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295196881517790082" style="WIDTH: 25px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 16px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxRgjKfw4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/QogkcSZ1mx4/s400/th_gif5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Its like hell....now I know how it feels like not having the internet at home....I have no widget games &amp;amp; I can't watch movie online... Hahay...ang hirap mawalay sa parents... at sa Internet...yikes! Nag sasawa na ko sa Kidapawan! I need to UNWIND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;YEA YEA Im suppose to go back there... I haven't washed my uniforms and my class starts at 7:00 am. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a168/evelynregly/minigifs/shutup.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a168/evelynregly/minigifs/shutup.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxQkFphmBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L2mTnBeu-LY/s1600-h/th_shutup.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295195842802718738" style="WIDTH: 19px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 19px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxQkFphmBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/L2mTnBeu-LY/s400/th_shutup.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; OMG. I spent all of my time surfing the net...bahala na bukas...lulubos-lubosin ko nlng, panandalian lng 'to tutal last post ko na 'to for January.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I’ll definitely miss a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ciao! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxR5ZwycAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_dfqiRQ0RH0/s1600-h/th_smilytchauzinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295197308490772482" style="WIDTH: 25px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 15px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxR5ZwycAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/_dfqiRQ0RH0/s400/th_smilytchauzinho.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-3277106791812581656?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/3277106791812581656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=3277106791812581656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/3277106791812581656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/3277106791812581656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-blog-leave.html' title='Long Blog Leave'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXxO3-8Un7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/O42ZEMzsIas/s72-c/2r7uek8.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6276906293410888208.post-7113953548457942290</id><published>2009-01-24T03:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:49:17.642-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Listen to what my heart says…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this tag from one of my wonderful friends here in blogosphere - I like the thoughts behind this tag my dear. Well, the fact that I love meditating, analyzing and appreciating things around us. Let us pause for a while and think of what God has to say to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please spend time to scroll down and take time to read every line, and ask God &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294822754556257090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr9Pfn7I0I/AAAAAAAAANg/KGwT_y-7x1Y/s400/madz8.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The 10 Commandments are not a multiple choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your mind is like a parachute...it functions only when open..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr9CQUMO3I/AAAAAAAAANY/cqzqFiB_6Mg/s1600-h/madz7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294822527108660082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr9CQUMO3I/AAAAAAAAANY/cqzqFiB_6Mg/s400/madz7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing you can give and still keep...is your word.&lt;br /&gt;You lie the loudest when you lie to yourself you lack the courage to start, you have already finished. One thing you can't recycle is wasted time. Ideas won't work unless ' You' do. The happiness of your life depends on the quality of your thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr83hiEGSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XhBC9Vhx-3c/s1600-h/madz6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294822342751688994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr83hiEGSI/AAAAAAAAANQ/XhBC9Vhx-3c/s400/madz6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The heaviest thing you can carry is a grudge.&lt;br /&gt;Be kinder than necessary because everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.'A sharp tongue can cut your own throat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr8pz8OvZI/AAAAAAAAANI/KhRFgywzDcU/s1600-h/madz5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294822107175107986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr8pz8OvZI/AAAAAAAAANI/KhRFgywzDcU/s400/madz5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want your dreams to come true, you mustn't oversleep.&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things you wear, your expression is the most importan.&lt;br /&gt;The best vitamin for making friends..... B1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr8devLnpI/AAAAAAAAANA/bfvI_qga4RE/s1600-h/madz4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294821895324802706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr8devLnpI/AAAAAAAAANA/bfvI_qga4RE/s400/madz4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pursuit of happiness is the chase of a lifetime! It is never too late to become what you might have been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr8JvY46NI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FYTTYM_gw-U/s1600-h/madz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294821556197320914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr8JvY46NI/AAAAAAAAAM4/FYTTYM_gw-U/s400/madz3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is too short to wake up with regrets. So love the people who treat you right. Forget about the one's who don't. Believe everything happens for a reason. If you get a second chance, grab it with both hands. If if changes your life, let it. Nobody said life would be easy, they just promised it would be worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr75uU8y1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/qOf7cgX1XRw/s1600-h/madz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294821281034455890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr75uU8y1I/AAAAAAAAAMw/qOf7cgX1XRw/s400/madz2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends are like balloons, once you let them go, you might not get them back. Sometimes we get so busy with our own lives and problems, that we may not even notice that we've let them fly away. Sometimes we are so caught up in who's right and who's wrong that we for get what's right or wrong. Sometimes we just don't realize what real friendship means until it is too late. I don't want to let that happen so I'm gonna tie you to my heart so I never lose you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr7quguqgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bnfjOdokufU/s1600-h/madz1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294821023385823746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr7quguqgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bnfjOdokufU/s400/madz1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YES, I WILL NEVER EVER LET YOU GO - I HAVE LIVED ALREADY WITH COUPLE OF FRIENDS I HAVE MET IN HERE, WHOM I TRULY TREASURE THE TYPE OF FRIENDSHIP WE HAVE CREATED, WHOM I CAN'T AFFORD TO LOOSE, AND WHOM I CAN'T AFFORD TO END THE DAY WITHOUT VISITING YOUR PAGES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6276906293410888208-7113953548457942290?l=kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/feeds/7113953548457942290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6276906293410888208&amp;postID=7113953548457942290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/7113953548457942290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6276906293410888208/posts/default/7113953548457942290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kawaii-pinkblossom.blogspot.com/2009/01/listen-to-what-my-heart-says.html' title='Listen to what my heart says…'/><author><name>kawaii_valkyrie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12497897376388777216</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr9Pfn7I0I/AAAAAAAAANg/KGwT_y-7x1Y/s72-c/madz8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6276906293410888208.post-8308508040109009097</id><published>2009-01-24T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T03:06:09.344-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post'/><title type='text'>A Blog Dedicated to me..! (kanino pa nga ba?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/?action=view&amp;amp;current=page.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i128.photobucket.com/albums/p175/Audrey_yu16/page.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xdhW3awqMLs/SXr1F1LxHeI/AAAAAAAAAMA/I1BeD-R3W7c/s1600-h/page.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is an important moment for me! This is the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;first blog&lt;/span&gt; I’ve ever written (does my friendster blog count). It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but wasn’t sure how to do it, where, when, or even if. And finally, now here I am. It seems like a wonderful place to share my thoughts with you, or what I do. Anyway… this is just my first trial post. 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